Hi there,

If you hadn't already guessed, this place has become the artifact of a bygone era and has been left to the weeds.

After a long hiatus, I've begun writing again. So that I have an outlet for the things I write, I've started a blog elsewhere.

Come visit me there sometime.

See you around,

'\0' . 5

The rain fell steadily. The cat slept at the doorstep ( Read more... )

I am losing my mind. I know because this has happened to me before.

( It Would Scare You Too )

Giant bugs and giant slugs and theories that no one understands; headaches and stomachaches, conversations that go nowhere; blurry vision, fuzzy colors, heat and heat waves, heat exhaustion, heat dementia, heat euphoria, heat death ( Read more... )

I've had a sporadic, distant interest in data mining for some time, specifically in how to beat data miners. Maybe it's just that I'm not crazy about machines reading everything that I write. Maybe it's that I'm vaguely offended that someone thinks machines can understand everything I write. I don't exactly have an exalted view of humanity's ( Read more... )

Everything sits perched at the edge of the profoundly burning days. The colors blaze out and fade to something short of white. The cicada noise comes shivering out from the trees, undulating with the frequency of the heat. The air boils. The light is too bright. There are no objects, only radiations and emanations. Things disappear, leaving ( Read more... )

I realized that transit-time is my free-time. I spend hours going, without really going anywhere. I wonder if this is an impulse to as smoothly rounded and centered as possible, like any other steadily revolving body trekking across the orbital plane. This probably explains why I am so frequently late and so seldom punctual; unconsciously, I ( Read more... )

Somehow, I remember these details: one or two days a year, walking over the grass on Peace Park will feel and sound like walking on bubble wrap, because that is when the lantern trees drop their seed pods; green june bugs have unusually wide and varying flight paths compared to most beetles, and like to burrow into the shallow substrata of mowed ( Read more... )

I feel I say so much but so little of consequence. I apologize. Lately, this is how I find my peace. This is the one thing I know I can do ( Read more... )

Something odd came over me today. I remembered a conversation about nothing particular from long ago. Idle talk on an idle night, the old truck rolling down the aging highway ( Read more... )