i think i'm renaming it full moon week. all the crazies have been out in full force all week. in fact, last night i swore i heard howling outside my window. then i realized it was just a really obnoxious siren approaching. several, in fact. one of the perks of downtown life...

so a woman called asking for assistance with her bills. follows, an ( Read more... )

so i'm trapped in my office. no, seriously. because if i try to go to my car, in order to get the stack of crap i need RIGHT NOW, i will be squashed by a rush of bodies, heavy with the heady scent of life in its rawest form, like a tiny little allison-shaped bug onto the large glass door that opens onto the lovely southern porch of our house-like ( Read more... )

i haven't written much in the past year or so. not just here. anywhere. enter the past two weeks, or six months, and the dissolution of all things sane and certain. and the wall is mysteriously torn down. my fingers, twitching for the feel of clicking plastic beneath them, crawl across keys...lost, distracted, faltering and ultimately failing, but ( Read more... )

apparently jesus doesn't like the cranberries ( Read more... )

you know something must be done when you find yourself reluctantly identifying with every obnoxiously pathetic country song piping through the randomly dispersed speakers in the water-damaged ceiling.

i'm seriously considering blowing something up and continuing on a spree of random acts of public violence.

look for me in the papers. preferably, not ( Read more... )

sometimes i could almost believe there's something in the water. common themes, rippling from one mind to the next. one fluid exchange, the thought slightly different from one head to the next, but somehow, just beneath the surface, it's still the same.
give up water, have a beer instead?
the past seems to be lapping at our feet. maybe not at yours. ( Read more... )

can the world really stop, start, and stall indefinitely all in a single day ( Read more... )

i wonder if, even now, i have truly felt the depth of what it means to be amazed. or perhaps it's a condition forever deepening alongside our capacity for knowledge, understanding, for wisdom...that, like our exponentially dawning realization of our individual universal insignificance, our ultimate amazement today is simply a reset button to define ( Read more... )

oh my.

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today i stopped smoking so fucking much--not intentially. i just...didn't--and i started running ( Read more... )