Mr. Tongueless, the new store chipmunk at Shaman Drum, ate a hole in the bag my loaf of bread was living in last night and helped himself to some bread and peanut butter. He is now eating upwards of 20-30 lbs of food a day. It's only a matter of time before he finds out that the new "Great Wraps" restaurant across the street has added cheesesteaks ( Read more... )

1. The rat who lives at Shaman Drum Bookshop with the English books ate all of the parmesan cheese-flavored Goldfish brand crackers without springing the trap; however, it didn't touch the pretzel

2. The rat is actually a chipmunk

I just made a rat trap at the bookstore ( Read more... )

I've been working at the bookstore as of late, with absolutely no idea how long my employment here will last. Presumably through October, but I don't really know. Tomorrow I have an appointment with the physical therapist. This weekend I am going to a straight-edge, no-dancing-allowed Christian wedding with Jamie. In November I am taking my guitar ( Read more... )

I really know I had something to say but now I can't remember what it was.

I recently moved to the forest. I spent most of the weekend clearing brush and building a little shack out of downed trees and hardy shrubs. Last night Jamie came over and we hunted down a mountain lion and ate it for dinner. Then we sat down on the porch of my new place and drank moonshine and shot birds until 6 in the morning. Then it was time ( Read more... )

I am sitting in the front room of Shaman Drum with some coffee listening to music and selling people textbooks but mostly just sitting and watching the buses and delivery vehicles outside and wishing it would rain just a little more.

So last Sunday Jamie Z. and I presented/performed/curated/manifested COOL ( Read more... )

I am living in a new house ( Read more... )

"There's a real world science everywhere / The only absent employee is rational logic ( Read more... )