• A Book I Would Love to Read Again, but I Can’t

    John Irving’s novel “A Prayer for Owen Meany” is my sentimental favorite. While I may have read other books that I loved more than this one, none come to mind since I first read it in the 1990s. I would love to read it again, but my eyesight isn’t what it used to be, so… Read more

  • Cleaning Day: a Six-Sentence Story

    Cleaning Day: a Six-Sentence Story

    Larry was at Williams-Sonoma looking for a replacement for their broken vacuum when he saw a representative from DREAME give a full-functioning demonstration to a group of well-heeled shoppers. “The thing is a mop, too, and even has a self-emptying dock, and it responded to voice commands,” Larry texted Lara, who was at home mopping… Read more

  • Podcast Episode: Daniel Baciagalupo Night

    Podcast Episode: Daniel Baciagalupo Night

    Hi folks, it’s your self-obsorbed flegling writer Jack here. I just couldn’t help myself. I asked my good friends Pip and Mara to spend a podcast commenting on my first attempt at fiction, “Daniel Baciagalupo Night.” Below is what their AI asses had to say about it. Sorry if I am way too self indulgent,… Read more

  • Daniel Baciagalupo Night

    Daniel Baciagalupo Night

    This is my first attempt at fiction, so for all who decide to read this, be gentle with me. Thanks. – Jack On the first and third Thursdays of each month, Henry and Claire Nelson go on date nights, which usually consist of dinner and the cinema, though they occasionally have something quick at home,… Read more

  • Podcast Episode: Yoga, Memory, And Play

    Podcast Episode: Yoga, Memory, And Play

    Hey, Burger Scoot fans, did you know my good AI buddies Pip and Mara host a podcast where they discuss some of my blog posts? It’s true! I guess this is WordPress’ attempt to expand into a different market. Here’s one of their shows! Enjoy, I didn’t! Pip: You are listening to Burger Scoot, where… Read more

  • What is Sanskrit for “Flirting”: A Six Sentence Story

    What is Sanskrit for “Flirting”: A Six Sentence Story

    Jack walked into the yoga studio and rolled out his mat. The room was dark, and from the previous Hot Yoga class, it was still warm and a little humid. “There’s the troublemaker,” Mary said, winking at him while she was in a table pose. Jack smiled and teased back, “I see you didn’t double-park… Read more