I continued prying nuts as my fingers grew stickier. No worries–the pitch had to be good for my skin.
Author: Terry Nichols
Bearded Ladies, Angels, and Sweat
“I caught myself staring at a man/woman with a suspicious looking beard. It was painted on his/her face–a face that looked decidedly feminine.”
Long Distance Heartache
I never suspected a chance meeting on the other side of the world in 2015 would make my heart ache today. Bhavani, me, Ramesh in Mamallapuram March, 2020 Ramesh was a lifeguard for the Radisson Blu, an upscale resort in the coastal town of Mamallapuram, south of Chennai, India. North Indians are fond of using…… Continue reading Long Distance Heartache
A Horror Story
There was a pattern. About 11:00 PM the entire gang was running laps on the ceiling planking, leaping electrical wires and dancing jigs.
Snake Blessing
“I trailed the snake fifty feet to a juniper at the corner of the building. Beneath the tree it curled its ungainly body into a corkscrew, raised its head, and fastened its eyes on me, its tail doing a rattle dance.”
A Retrospective: Chi Phat, Cambodia
I have to explain the word “poop.” I’m thinking if he doesn’t already know this, I’ve got a problem. Should I demonstrate, perhaps? Play acting, of course.
Patterns
Dylan comes inside. “What’s the problem? You’re making this a lot harder than it is.” He bats the unit a couple times, pulls out the accordion wings. “There. Screw it in. Done.”
Wrestling a Jackfruit
A battle ensued. The individual edible flowers were interconnected with “tendons” that anchored them to the spiky peel and pithy center, and I had to slice and tug and rip and curse to get the flowers out.
A Sheepherder’s Life
“Ten minutes later I rounded a curve and there they were, mounds and mounds of grayish sheep butts and poufy heads, baaing and bleating and trodding and trampling.”
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