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Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, January 1, 2012 Here in Whoville, the year is about to roll like a log on its way to the sawmill. Christmas trees are being lobbed into piles outside. Ornaments are going back into recycled egg cartons. And town-wide, Whos of every age and temperament draft New Year’s resolutions on the…… Continue reading You-who

Fur checks with Santa

Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, December 18, 2011 Santa: [answering phone, already annoyed] Blitzen, stop pestering me about the formation, would you? It’s a year ending in 1, and you’re behind Comet. Period. [pauses] You listening? MCW: Hello, um, is this Santa??? Santa: [pauses] Who is this? How did you get this number? MCW: I got…… Continue reading Fur checks with Santa

Rock, paper, scissors, hair

Telluride Daily Planet, Sunday, December 4, 2011 I am standing, scissors in hand, poised and inches away from my sister’s thick hardly-gray-even-though-she’s-ten-years-older tresses, thinking about gene puddles and the great wagon wheel of karma. Joelle and I, though we have identical voice registries and laugh at the same time at the same jokes, look not…… Continue reading Rock, paper, scissors, hair

“That future boom, boom, boom…”

 Telluride Daily Planet, Saturday, November 12, 2011  MCW: [crossing herself] Bless me father, for I have sinned. It’s been, um, 35 years since my last confession. Father: Welcome back, my child. And it’s 36, actually. But who’s counting? MCW: Oh. Well, [sound of fidgeting] where to start, right? Disrespectful thoughts about my parents when they…… Continue reading “That future boom, boom, boom…”