Local Doc on the Block
On Monday, my coworkers advise me to keep calling the cops. And perhaps I could file a restraining order against Shihiem (PFA = protection from abuse, or “stay away” order), because I felt threatened by him, even if just for an instant. I’m like, meh. After dinner downtown, I walk...
Baxter was named after a Puritan minister, and I am faintly amused by this memory when I hear him yowl through the bathroom door or when his claws clumsily scrabble across our faux-wood floor. He is not quite as cute now, in the sense that his kitten-like actions are more coordinated though less graceful and less innocent. Playful nips at our fingers now...
Last month there was a homeless teenager sleeping on my porch. There is a lot of background to this story, which maybe I will explain in future posts, like episodes 1, 2, 3 of Star Wars or something. For now, the denouement to this saga (Episode 4): On Friday morning...
One night after work, I was walking home and overheard this: Drug dealer 1 [speed walking towards Drug dealer 2]: Yo! Drug dealer 2: Yo. Drug dealer 1: Hurry up! You can’t do that. You gotta be ON POINT. Me: Excuse me, I couldn’t help but hear your conversation. Might...
Now Absalom, David’s son, had a beautiful sister, whose name was Tamar. And after a time Amnon, David’s son, loved her. But he would not listen to her, and being stronger than she, he violated her and lay with her. – II Samuel 13:1, 14 Now Dinah the daughter of...
“He wasn’t a big time drug dealer or anything, you know? He didn’t have anything worth taking. I knew him.” My neighbor stopped for a moment, clearly shaken and deeply unnerved. “Why did this happen to him? We grew up together…” His voice faded and we sat in silence. It was twilight in summer and...
I Peter 4:12-19 Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. But rejoice insofar as you share Christ’s sufferings, that you may also rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed. Back in...
Last month while I was staying late at work, my roommate texted me a photo of Lloyd. My car’s name is Lloyd, Lloyd Car. (Go Blue!) Lloyd’s front bumper was badly dented and one side was on the ground. Someone smushed it with his Dodge Charger and drove off. A...
