Dave Griffin

**Editor’s note: I am tired. Spent. Bandwidth depleted AF. The Autumn Downswing is definitely starting to happen due to a variety of circumstantial things happening. I mentioned in the last series of posts how I was less than pleased with the results of what I wrote and how I was struggling to find the funny.…

I awaken in the ICU with the long tube still sticking out of my nose. I can feel it in my throat when I breathe and swallow. I am in the most physical pain and exhaustion I’ve ever experienced. Every. cell. of my body hurts the pain is a weird, depleted pain. It’s a very…

It is a hell of a thing to have a stomach full of pills. In quantities that are going to kill you. And to know that it is your fault those pills are in there. And then to change your mind. And you’re gonna have to go wake people up and tell them you need…

I’ve been dreading this for the last few weeks. And all week long I’ve been procrastinating writing this. I procrastinated so hard that I wrote 2 posts leading into this post that I never planned to write because every time I sat down to write this post I’d find other material to write to avoid…

Somewhere deep in the farthest reaches of the Universe where no Earth made telescope will ever reach there is a room called: Heaven™. This is where all the greatest VIP’s go after they die. Even the ones that may have sinned a little too much but God Almighty™ gave ’em a pass because they liven…

This is my most private and personal life story. This is the story that is hardest to tell. To the worldTo my familyTo my friendsTo my colleaguesTo strangers who will mock me and troll meTo bigots who will target me for the rest of my life and use this as proof that I’m broken and…

**Editor’s note: This is the final entry in the Broken Mirror Storyline, it will eventually be numbered Pt 12. The first 3 unnumbered entries in this volume Shock & Aww, Holy Ghost, and An Empty Chair will be numbered entries in subsequent drafts.** Adventures in Odyssey: Episode 285 – George Under Pressure In October 1994…

Of all the pieces I’ve written to date… this is the one I most wish I could skip over. (which is saying a lot because the two that come after this… oof) Because this one really isn’t about me. Oh sure, I’m the central character and all the things in the story are happening to…

***Dear Friends and Readers, I wanna say “thank you” for sticking with me this long. It’s weird to let go of something I’ve held onto for so long and give it to total strangers who I can’t see. Terrifying actually. And I’m realizing that there’s been this tightness in my chest for the last 10…

If I were to ever film some fictionalized version of my fictionalized story the opening shot to this particular chapter in my life would go as follows: In the frame of the camera we see two bare feet as Our Hero sits on a sidewalk with feet in the street, body above the knees out…