Brooks’ Recent Posts


  • It’s no big deal, but I walk through walls

    A bunch of years ago, I spent some time in the Himalayas, and learned how to walk through walls.

    I went to a particular guru who specialized in this rare skill.

    Not because I wanted people to think I’m amazing. I just happen to have a fear of doors. Particularly the knobs.

    Previously I’d gone to a therapist to try and overcome the problem. But she said she’d never heard of anything that strange.

  • Word party!

    ๐Ÿฅณ I got together with all the words that have ever been in anything I’ve written.

    I do it once a year. I put together a party and serve all the things that words like to eat. Avocados, Dulce, cinnamon coated meat, and raw marshmallows.

    Most of it was us sitting around and not talking. Talking would have meant words would have to do their thing. I wanted them to have a break and let them know I cared.

    The word that had the hardest time staying silent was “just.” “Just” is commonly uttered and it’s hard to stay still when you have so much momentum in you.

  • Breakfast with Joe

    I had breakfast at the White House with President Joe Biden.

    I had eggs Benedict. He had a big stack of pancakes which he soaked with syrup, topped with a hunk of butter.

    I said, “How can you go to work after eating something like that? I’d have to go right back to bed.”

    He said, “I don’t have the same reaction as you regarding pancakes, but I would if I ate what you’re eating.”

    I said, “Hey, do you wanna skip work and go see a movie with me?”

    He said, “What movie?”

    I said, “Mojave. It’s six hours long of one continuous shot of the desert. I’ve seen it twice. I like to watch the sunlight shift over the sands.”

  • Anti-gravity

    My gravity wore off and I lifted to the ceiling.

    I lay on the ceiling and took a nap.

    Napping on the ceiling is more relaxing than on a bed.

    First off, when napping on a bed, you can never truly loll because you’re locatable by another person who can wake you up. Second, you can roll off the bed and land on the floor.

    But ceiling napping is the upmost in leisure because no one is gonna think to look up to find you.

  • Watching the sunset (with God)

    I was watching the sunset with God.

    I said, โ€œI donโ€™t understand why there is suffering, God. Why is there injustice, disease, and poverty?โ€

    God said, โ€œI wish you were around when I created everything. You could have made a real difference.โ€

  • Fred makes a Freddy!

    My friend Fred makes art. He calls them Freddys!

    If you would like to own your own Freddy, check this out

  • The Split

    I was woken by a rumbling.

    I sat up in bed and looked around. A crack appeared in my floor. The room split in two.

    The crack spread down and down until the Earth broke into two pieces.

    I saw people looking back at my half of the Earth as it moved away from them. I waved. A few people waved back.

  • Backed up

    ๐Ÿฅด I was feeling off. Kind of bloated in the head, mouth, and throat.

    Then I realized I hadn’t thought, said, or written anything for a couple of hours. There was a word backup.

    So I opened my mouth and jettisoned words non-stop for twenty-five minutes.

    When I was done, there was quite a big pile of words on the floor. I swept them up and shifted them into the empty pages of a notebook.

    Then I shook up the book and mailed it to my literary agent.

  • What I woke up to

    ๐Ÿ‘‹ I was woken up by Wednesday saying, “Brooks! Brooks! Wake up!”

    I said, “What is it, Wednesday? Is the house on fire?”

    Wednesday said, “No, it’s just that I made you this day, and I’d love to see what you think of it.”

    I looked around my room.

    I said, “It looks like yesterday.”

    Wednesday began to cry and said, “I’m sorry. I really wanted you to like it.”

    I said, “But Wednesday, I really liked yesterday!”

    ๐Ÿ’“ Wednesday said, “Yaaaaaaaay!”

  • I live with ants!

    ๐Ÿœ I live in an underground ant colony.

    I like it because it feels good to be part of a community.

    I’m not an ant. But the ants don’t seem to mind.

    ๐Ÿฅฎ Actually, they’ve told me they like how I can go out into the world, purchase an angel food cake, and place it just outside the ant hill for my fellow co-habitaters to disassemble and bring down into the tunnels.

    I’m often asked how I’m able to squeeze into the entrance of the anthill? I don’t, but instead, I dug a human-sized hole right next to my friendly roommates subterranean passageways.

    ๐Ÿ‘‹ I lay down in the hole and wave back at the ants as they go about their day.

Older Entries