I'm sitting.  and waiting.  and waiting. and waiting ( Read more... )

wow.  almost a year.  i forgot how good it felt. what a release it was.
why the hell did i quit?

oh ya. and i got a tattoo.

it's time for the first drunken post of 2008 (is it n2008, i don't remember ( Read more... )

Today, instead of buying text books, I went and supported the little guy.  There is a bookstore up the street from the music school, owned by this totally crazy Polish lady.  I went and spent money I didn't have this afternoon on the following ( Read more... )

Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped
yourself in the wrong body. Twenty
extra pounds hang like a lumpy
tapestry on your perfect mammal nature.

Three months ago you were like a
deer staring at the first winter snow.

Now Aphrodite thumbs her nose at you
and tells stories behind your back.

-Richard Brautigan

 I need an artistic outlet.  When your passion becomes your study, and your career, like everything else, it also becomes something you run away from.  People say to make a career of what you love, don't do it.  It will suck all your love out and replace it with frustration.  There are those rare moment of clarity where you love it and you think ( Read more... )

The mail man delivers bills.
Bills to my address.
But not to my home.
When I have built a home,
with timber and love,
He will deliver letters instead.

Is it beauty ( Read more... )

I'm going to see Regina Spekktor in a month!!

Play those sad notes on the piano,
let the rest of the band go home.