Latest Steven Kalas Stories

2008-07-22 06:00:32

By Steven Kalas George Carlin is dead. He was an icon of my youth, and a counted on companion throughout my adulthood. What did I count on him for? To tell the truth. To keep me honest. To remind me that I am small, ordinary, impermanent and ridiculous. And to think: He delivered those sober and not-so-flattering messages into my life by making me laugh. I was 15 when my longtime schoolmates Keith and Carl introduced me to the George Carlin recording "Class Clown." We were at Carl's...

2008-06-24 06:02:37

By Steven Kalas He's not in love anymore. When he says it, I think of Dorothy holding her scruffy dog and saying, "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto." He's dismayed. A little awed. Eyes wide. Unsure. But relieved. Ever so relieved. And maybe a little anxious, too, like, if he surrenders to the relief and enjoys it, then perhaps he'll relapse into heartsickness once again. I'm not Jewish, but still I pantomime raising a glass of wine and I say, "Mazel tov!" Almost three years...

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  • A beast of burden; also, a beast in general.
'Jument' ultimately comes from the Latin 'jugum,' yoke.