Year: 2005

drunken hippy I am. I posted this on a thread of someone asking advice on being 30… and being bummed about it. This is funny… as this is something I wrote when I turned 30. Nice how things change, (more…)

With an illuminated dart from this serpentine driveway, the evening got less confusing. That isn’t always a good thing. Foolhardy swerving, leaving three new, very different friends to piecemeal the evening back together.

I am finding the handle attached to the plunger on toilet tanks incredibly difficult to flush, and I know where this ends up. Usually slumped on the kitchen floor tiles being hugged by an exceptionally good-looking and caring little person. The hug is real, and deep.. and it doesn’t matter that I don’t feel as big as him.

Yelp search monetization 1) I dunno if this even warrants a blog post, because this is, yet again, speculation. But I will say a couple things 2) I had mentioned this at some point recently, and I am (more…)

Shut the door things escape…. things find you. We have never been too passionate Some thought it perfect (So did I for a time) And I write this for no one else but me… [Ed Note: and (more…)

I’m sort of waiting (that is why I write) Not because I wasn’t planning to. I was, but a bit later. Now I wait for inspiration to hit me Well… sort of inspiration. I miss writing.  (more…)

to enjoy the door open wide (shut it) sadisticallly (shut it now) a Spiral – some confusion atrophy – is that right? confusion wrangled on top of it all; this sadness – blindness Comfortably (more…)

Hmmm… just a tease. I promise to proffer forth something of an edifying nature. But… thanks Ed. You edify me as well. Cheers. This posting is here as of 23rd November 2005… because I am (more…)