Life's not fair

dammit

Matt Paust

Matt Paust
Location
Gloucester, Virginia,
Birthday
December 31
Bio
Sorry - writer's block... BTW the "birthday" listed above is false. I prefer to keep that day private, but am not permitted to do so here, so I'm forced to lie.

MY RECENT POSTS

SEPTEMBER 23, 2011 2:59PM

Sacrifice (prologue)

[This is the prologue to my new novel, a satiric sequel to my first novel, Executive Pink.   The idea grew out of a comment I left on a post lamenting the apparent inability of our species to survive, if not prevail, because our fears and appetites tend to dominate ourRead full post »

SEPTEMBER 21, 2011 5:41PM

One gimp to another (my dad's secret)

 

I already knew my dad's secret, or I might have stuck my foot in really deep when Dvorak stunned him to silence.

“You, too, I see,” said the famous University of Wisconsin band director after I'd introduced my dad to him at the conclusion of a summerRead full post »

SEPTEMBER 13, 2011 5:21PM

Bedfellows

Elmo Creedmore, junior senator from Iowa and a drop-dead handsome ambitious Republican, had just about finished his Caesar salad when his Blue Dog Democrat lunch mate finally got down to business. The noon sun cooperated with this shift from faux joviality by sliding behind a bank of serious clouds tRead full post »

 

Much have I rated, commented and read,

And many forms I've sought to imitate;

Round many clever thoughts I've tried to skate

And met faint praise in every comment thread.

Whilst searching 'round for stuff to feed my head

Snagged was I by Con's Homeric spate;

Yet 'twas not… Read full post »

AUGUST 31, 2011 10:51AM

The Wait

Cicadas crying for mates give the sweeter sound,

Their surrounding serenade soars with life and hope

Among the glad green leaves

As if to mock the generator's relentless throbbing groan.

New guy on the block.

Loveless robot.

Started its stubborn solo with… Read full post »

AUGUST 26, 2011 11:01AM

Rainy Daze

We cry when we squeeze out from the womb (dadumpdadumpdadump)

We cry when we think about our tomb (dadumpdadumpdadump)

We cry because we do not want to die (dadumpdadumpdadump)

We cry when we're afraid to try (dadumpdadumpdadump)

But I am not meaning to imply (dadumpdadumpdadump)

That we should not fRead full post »

Mid-month, one of two crunch times for bill paying in Wall Street's latest War on the Middle Class. This is when my Social Security check magically appears in my account. First of the month is when the money I'm bleeding from my IRA shows up.

My two biggest concerns… Read full post »
AUGUST 14, 2011 9:12AM

Doggie story

A friend sent me these in an email:

 

 

A LESSON IN LIFE AND LONGEVITY   
Be nice to others because . . Time WILL make a difference!

 

 

dogs

 

One day you will no longer be the big dog... 
just the old dog.... 
Read full post »
Posted the attached "poem" Jun 15 of last year after Ryan had been away awhile.  We knew he'd checked into a hospital for what he said would be some tests and corrective measures for his very serious health conditions.  We didn't know then he wouldn't be back.  Ryan died nearly two… Read full post »

I started my first blog on Google's Blogspot on Saturday, September 19, 2009.  I posted three posts on my debut day, and only one of them got a comment, from a friend.  I started the blog the day after our family went to the movies and saw Julie & Julia.  IRead full post »

AUGUST 8, 2011 11:42AM

The book is out

I know many of you whom I consider friends differ from me on the issue of personal gun ownership.  I'm including below the foreward to my just-released collection of stories, many of which have appeared on my blog, to give you an idea of my intent, beyond trying to make… Read full post »
AUGUST 4, 2011 10:46AM

Bamy's new book

Yay, I beat Cranky!   While he was up in Manhattan hobnobbing with Open Salon's New York stars I stayed home in Old Virginny composing a review for the book we've all been waiting to see reviewed.  

"Bamy," for those of you who have been reading nothing but political nightmare scenariosRead full post »

AUGUST 1, 2011 11:38PM

What if?

[Note: If you're reading this, whoever you are, I am somewhere neither you nor anyone can find me, and if you're smart, after you've read this, you won't tell anyone, and you will get the hell out of Dodge, too. Good luck. This used to be a helluva goodRead full post »

In our sermon last week we looked at a secular interpretation of the role of religion in our lives. We examined the popular dictum: God helps those who help themselves.

We chose the final scene in Flannery O'Connor's haunting story, A Good Man is Hard to Find, in which a prisonRead full post »

JULY 29, 2011 9:18PM

If the Woodsman is late

Versions of the Little Red Riding Hood fable have been frightening children, especially girls, since at least a century before Columbus planted the Spanish flag in the Bahamas. In many of these versions the ending is not happy for Riding Hood or her grandma, as the wolf, later knownRead full post »

I had mixed feelings when The Misfit leveled his pistol and blew Grandma to Kingdom Come in Flannery O'Connor's A Good Man is Hard to Find. First, that's a helluva way to treat a grandma – any grandma, even a hypocritical pseudo-Christian dingbat who brings murderRead full post »

JULY 26, 2011 4:59PM

Ruby Tuesday

An old man, a fucking old man, she thought as she watched through the rain-streaked window while he walked to his truck, his step sprier than she would have guessed. She watched him climb in, pull the door shut and back carefully out of the parking stall. He'd left… Read full post »
JULY 25, 2011 10:34AM

How Irish dancing started?

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JULY 19, 2011 8:18PM

Facing the BMG

The rumors started early our last week of training. We would be crawling over gravel and we should buy Kotex at the PX to pad our elbows and knees. Guys who didn't wear pads ended up scraped and bleeding, we'd heard. It was our final and toughestRead full post »

bellaa
 
Hey, huh?  Whattaya lookin' at?  I'm Bellaa, Tink's sister and da matriarch o' dis famly.  I don't truck no shit from no silly ass hairball pukin' pussy wimps.  Got it?  Good.  So just read and keep yer hairball holes shut.  I will do da talkin'.
Payback is a motherfucker.  That's Armyspeak for a certain kind of Karma.  I considered using it as the title of this piece, but demurred after deciding what I'm trying to work out here is too complicated for so simple an answer.  The Culture Club lyrics aren't quite right, either, but… Read full post »
JULY 7, 2011 1:21PM

Shakespeare on justice

Kenji Yoshino's law professor cautioned him when Yoshino first broached an interest in mixing the disciplines of law and literature. He had switched from a lit major to law school. He wanted to do a paper on theories of literary and legal precedent. The professor also had switched… Read full post »
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JUNE 26, 2011 1:12PM

Something Big

Rich was one of my best childhood friends.  My first shooting buddy.  He and I spent hundreds of hours over our pre-adolescent years firing .22s at cans and clay targets on a stump between a pasture and the grassy airstrip where my dad kept his Taylorcraft two-seater airplane.

TheRead full post »

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JUNE 15, 2011 7:42PM

Whacked

I started to subtitle this “a religious experience?” but decided as I and, I suspect, many others here aren't especially attracted to essays smacking even the slightest of the “r” word, and as this monstrosity is going to have a hard enough time luring and keeping readers anywRead full post »

JUNE 14, 2011 9:30PM

Whacked (Part II of II)

All you need is love, sing the idealists, their beatific smiles aimed skyward. Love stinks, snarl the bitter, referring mostly to lust gone south. My dad the cynic loved to sneer at young love. “Oh, of course, they're in luff,” his exaggerated elevation of/Read full post »