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Those quirky British

I was watching a difficult to fully describe bit of film making loosely based on the travels of Daniel Defoe through Britain called Robinson in Space yesterday. Mostly I was doing this to avoid my life because sometimes you need a day of recovery like after you’ve bicycled through the dester for 200 km with […]

Haiku while waiting

One small haiku while I wait for a download and ponder how to spend the day,
Wishing it would rain
Watching people, connections
I want back those years
Another one for the hell of it,
Regrets are too cheap
Pointless, no meaning in them
Beer should be that cheap

I am Jack’s…

I am Jack’s happy little demon.
I am Jack’s immolating monk.
I am Jack’s desperate search for a hammer.
I am Jack’s first viewing of Jack.
I am Jack’s wonder.

Speaking of understanding

What’s more frustrating than not being understood, than feeling as if your deepest most powerful thoughts and emotions are being directed into nothing more substantial than a gentle breeze?
It’s understanding something you had not seen before in a blinding flash of inspiration long after the moment when that understanding could have been useful. Of having […]

Understandingedness

The most frustrating experience in the universe is feeling you’re not understood. (Maybe that’s just me.)
That no matter what you say, that no matter how well you say it, that nothing, no action, no phrase, no word emblazoned across the heavens, that absolutely nothing you can do will ever make someone understand you, to […]

A small milestone

I managed to get to a small milestone in this recovery phase of my life this morning. Didn’t meet anyone new, didn’t get all worked up and weepy while watching kitten, didn’t get drunk screw three women at the same time or eat rice noodles off their sweaty bodies, didn’t even manage juggle for an […]

Is that a trick question?

Today I went to a very fancy house to drop off some catering. While I was carrying a large tray of food, wearing a hat and t-shirt with the restuarant logo and name, a woman pulled up and asked, “Are you the caterer?”
Think about this scene for a moment. I’m covered in words and pictures. […]

Guns everywhere

I’m sitting at Epic coffeehouse and an old man in a straw hat, rainbow suspenders, a red bandana around his neck, has just gone to the counter to buy some coffee.
The curious thing though is that he’s carrying a sidearm.
I don’t know thta I’ll ever get used to that. In Tucson, it’s perfectly […]

Is it really that easy?

Last night I was talking to a guy who, if you had asked me about him a few weeks ago, I would have thought was a silly socially stunted fool that gets off on making people uncomfortable. Amazing how wrong I could be.
This has been a strange few weeks of my life where everything I […]