Catchit - 40something, biovocational, living in the Bronx
Ratchet - 40something, unemployed, laid to rest in Westchester County
Why Catchit is single - battling complicated grief, works too much, sometimes isn't in the mood to date
Why Ratchet is single - committed suicide several years ago, thinks a lot of men are jackasses
Catchit's ideal date - h'orderves at a funeral home, long walk through the cemetery, and then some fast food in the car
Ratchet's ideal date - an evening spent in dead silence, maybe some flowers or rain
First impression:
Catchit: "I was a little nervous dating someone who was already dead, but I felt like maybe she would inspire me to live my dream of dying. She was wearing a nice patch of green grass, which is my favorite color."
Ratchet: "I thought he seemed a little nervous because he was so chatty, but that might have been because I was too dead to talk. He had brown eyes I think."
Chemistry:
Catchit: "The longer the evening went on the more I really was into her. She was quiet, but a super good listener. She let me order dinner and everything."
Ratchet: "He didn't even give me a chance to look at the menu, but rather just ordered for us. I didn't mind though because I like guys who seem alive like that. Every time it would get quiet he would sharpen his pencil."
Awkward Moment:
Catchit: "About halfway through dinner I had to go to the bathroom, which is really difficult to do in a cemetery. But she was waiting for me after I came back from the bushes. I hope she wasn't texting someone else while I was gone."
Ratchet: "I had some bird droppings on my headstone, but I don't think he noticed. Also he ordered coconut shrimp for us as an appetizer but I'm allergic to mollusks."
Afterward:
Catchit: "I reached over to give her a kiss goodnight but she was very unresponsive. I think she had a good time but I was having trouble reading any body language. I wanted to stay longer but security kept driving passed and it was getting dark."
Ratchet: "He kept asking me if a I needed a ride home, but of course I didn't. He made some more small talk but by this point I was just preparing to be alone for a while."
Verdict:
Catchit: 4/5 stars. "She was great, exactly the type I'm into. I've texted her a few times since then but she's probably working or something. She didn't really seem like the clubbing type, but I'm gonna go for it and ask her to this warehouse party coming up down in Brooklyn."
Ratchet: 2/5. "Oh he was nice enough, but I could tell we weren't really going to go any where. Nothing he said moved me. It wasn't a terrible time, but I've overheard better visitors over the last few years. He wasn't a complete jackass at least."
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Sunday, July 19, 2015
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Mongo Eclipse
The numbers lined up this year.
Yeah man, tell me.
More connected to my disconnection than usual.
Hey, what are you doing? Why are you climbing that? To jump? To hang?
Just to get a better view.
Of the past or of the future?
Of it all I guess. Now. Everything. Before it's gone.
At least the numbers lined up this year.
Yeah man, tell me.
More connected to my disconnection than usual.
Hey, what are you doing? Why are you climbing that? To jump? To hang?
Just to get a better view.
Of the past or of the future?
Of it all I guess. Now. Everything. Before it's gone.
At least the numbers lined up this year.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Paul Blart Mall Cop is a Symbol of My Failures
I would sooooo love to go to the movies to see Paul Blart Mall Cop.
Are you serious? C'mon, that's not the sort of movie you go to the theater to see. Let's just wait until it comes out on video or tv.
But it looks funny, and I could use a laugh.
Yeah but, c'mon, it's like twelve bucks each. It's not like this is some must see movie.
Well, I'll be committing suicide in a couple weeks, so I guess it doesn't really matter.
Yeah, there ya go, good point. And listen, if we like it when we watch it on TV, then I'll take you to see the sequel in a few years.
Are you serious? C'mon, that's not the sort of movie you go to the theater to see. Let's just wait until it comes out on video or tv.
But it looks funny, and I could use a laugh.
Yeah but, c'mon, it's like twelve bucks each. It's not like this is some must see movie.
Well, I'll be committing suicide in a couple weeks, so I guess it doesn't really matter.
Yeah, there ya go, good point. And listen, if we like it when we watch it on TV, then I'll take you to see the sequel in a few years.
Monday, March 9, 2015
It's Beginning To Dawn On Me
I really need to talk to you.
Sure. You want to meet at the usual spot?
The cemetery? What other choice do we have?
Ok, great.
You still in the same row?
Sure. You want to meet at the usual spot?
The cemetery? What other choice do we have?
Ok, great.
You still in the same row?
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Ruth's Crisis
How's the vulvodynia?
It's feels like my swollen and distended vagina is being stabbed repeatedly by a rusty steak knife.
I'm actually getting kind of hungry.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Suicide Tourism
How was your trip to the alps?
Horrible. Want to see my slides?
No.
Ok, here goes.
Here I am contemplating jumping off this mountain.
Uh huh.
Here I am contemplating jumping off this cliff.
Hmm.
Here I am contemplating jumping off my balcony.
How were the beaches?
Horrible. Want to see my slides?
No.
Ok, here goes.
Here I am contemplating jumping off this mountain.
Uh huh.
Here I am contemplating jumping off this cliff.
Hmm.
Here I am contemplating jumping off my balcony.
How were the beaches?
Monday, January 19, 2015
Home a Lone
(Sigh)
If I came home
and you were in bed
I would kill myself
...
What if you came home
And I had killed myself?
...
I would probably go to bed
...
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