last night i had the old dream again. the one where i'm walking on a dirt road somewhere by the ocean and the sun is setting and cotton from the cottonwood trees are in the air blowing about by the breeze. as i'm walking i can feel the pebbles and earth shift beneath my feet and i can hear crickets and the sound of the leaves waving in the trees ( Read more... )

things that have been in the works over the past few years are beginning to come together. i can see stepping stones behind me as my feet land on destinations ( Read more... )

"he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not, he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not, he..."

can't walk
- must try
can't breathe
- must try
can't drink a beer
- must try

Act I - Moped Down ( Read more... )

spent the weekend afternoons finishing stories long overdue

spent the weekend nights re-connecting with friends i've neglected these last few months.

spent the weekend twilight hours under the stars

spent this morning fixing my moped

spending tonight at moped monday

i'm sitting here at my desk watching my moped drown in this incessant rainpour. perhaps no one will notice if i run out and cover it with plastic bags ( Read more... )

wed: found a lump on my left boob
thurs: the clinic said it was a tumor
fri: the doctor said it was a tumor. one mammogram (aka boob smasher) and alot of blood taken
mon: yes. it is a tumor but it's not cancerous. thursday morning i go in for surgery to have the little bastard removed.

just thought i'd let you know.

I. the date ( Read more... )

holdin' down the fort.
figured out problems with my bike on my own.
listened to the bbq11 audio blogs.
drank some whiskey for you.
listened to heartbeat sans tim.
rode to bainbridge.
hanging out with non-moped friends i haven't seen in awhile.
going on a picnic right now.