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It's getting dark, too dark to see
It’s a weird fucking time to be awake; summer of 2019, not whatever glowing hour of late June it is. I’d say I haven’t been writing because what’s the use, those that find our bones won’t catch t...
Seriously
So, I’m out in the world and I sez to the world I sez “Hey, lets get some Popeyes” and the world is just happy I didn’t quote my brother with a “Fuck it, get a bucket” as oft is my wont. I tell t...
A blank space where a title should go
Even before coming back here to live I had written of the anarchist, of how he and another friend took me on the tour of where industry used to be and the fall of Oldsmobile. When I had first com...
Does anybody know what time it is?
I had good intentions towards this journal when the year began, I really did. Obviously not such good intentions that I would abandon it for the first third of the year. Light decided to make som...
I love amazon reviews, readers digest should have a joke column with Amazon reviews, always funnier than humor in uniform. It’s funny, for wristwatches Amazon is the only place I know of that has...
Time
I’ve always been fascinated with time, mostly in the abstract sense, that force through which we are born and die, invisible and rigid. As a child that seemed both magical and macabre. The, later...
I kind of forgot what I'm doing here
I’m not sure how or when it happened but I’ve lost, or misplaced, my drive or inclination to write journal entries. Drive might be an overstatement of sorts but I don’t know quite how to use enli...
In the way back and the way back
Dear Diary, It’s been a long time since my last confession. I have fornicated … poorly. Consumed strong drink (Chartreuse, that stuff has a kick, diary, and absinthe, it said right in the tastin...
New Year
Been a long time, relatively, since I’ve been here. I’d really like to say I’ve been doing important shit, but no. I’d love to say the holidays interfered, but no. If I did New Years resolutions,...
Has it been that long?
Christ I’m becoming a Midwesterner again. Not such a bad thing, but not my intent. Example? I want to apologize for not being here for what seems like a long damn time. I wrote a few TS Eliot pos...
It'd probably be for the best if I posted bi-annually
I saw something sad on facebook today, personally sad, not the this-motherfucking-nation-and-the-land-it-stands on will be gone before I’m dead kind of sad. I’m not the baby Jesus, I wasn’t weepi...
WARNING; EXPLICIT LACK OF EDITING, GRAPHIC LACK OF PROOF-READING
Based on the idea that I’m not too far from the mean hump of the bell curve, I figure it takes someone about ten minutes, soup to nuts, to pick out a greeting card for, say, your niece’s birthday...
Trouble
I was going to put this up on Facebook. I didn’t want to deal with the censors. Again. I also realized that whoever made the video was trying a bit hard to be … provocative. I’m not sure this is...
Give it a title? I don't even know what it's about
October, right? Christ on a moped (he’d like it here; the helmet law was repealed) much later in the year than I was hoping for. I’m on the very dark end of my fifties and time both crawls and ge...
I don't need a cure
Autumnal weather, overcast and smells like rain. I’m a thousand miles away. From planet earth, not from my keyboard. The song has nothing to do with nothing except my mood. This is day two or da...
Something about something
Wow. I’m not doing well. Past the detoxing for trump shit and … I don’t want to bitch about health concerns, I’m going to do something about them. My precarious emotional state, that’s another m...
Good and Evil
Watching the day fade from my east facing window. In the morning daylight floods this room, in late September it’s most ways around the house by 4:30. I keep thinking about that damn reunion. It ...
Her blind eye was flame
A couple thousand years ago I was digging through the bargain bin at one of those long lost cheap vinyl/disc stores that once festooned the greater Portland metro area, and I came across the dis...
"Round Here night moves for hamlet
Woke this morning to the sound of thunder (no, I didn’t stop to wonder nor did I sing a song from nineteen sixty-two, and I sure as hell wasn’t working on the night moves. No more Bob Segar for y...
A squirrel on the roof
Maybe it’s Indian summer, maybe just regular summer; been in the high eighties here for the better part of a week. It’s a bit scary to see some leaves turn brown, reminds me of the Dutch elm dise...
Apostrophe
I check my spam folder, almost defeats the purpose. Yahoo can be eccentric though and sometimes decides Amazon is a troll. So, I see this mail with CBD as the title, and, you know, maybe it’s fro...
week 32 and an orphan
Week 32 What advice would you give your teenage self? The practical response to this is nothing; I didn’t listen to people wiser and more in touch than I am, why the hell would I listen to me? Th...
Oh and it makes me wonder
Been up since like two fucking AM. Hard to find things to do. Nouns, it’s always difficult to find nouns to do, but verbs have been challenged as well, other ones besides doing which I seemed to ...
The long weekend
Notice how in the last twenty years or so Hollywood has dug up Lao Tzu and Confucius? The Confucius they love is some version of A man on a path of revenge must dig two graves. Now, I know the sc...
The Interview; Flash Wednesday
“Where were you in 1966, sir?” “Laos.” “New Mexico?” “You mean … Yes, I was in New Mexico, right up by the Ho Chi Minh Mesa and the Khymer Rouge Desert.” “Nice up there?” “Skiing was good.” “Sa...
Book Description
Thought I’d change the title. Some of my best friends are white girls. 95 percent of my friends are in cars going fast.
But perhaps For White Girls In Cars Going Fast was offensive. White girls can call each white girls, but I think we’re supposed to refer to them as pigment challenged Americans, which must confuse the hell out of the Brits, Aussies, and other such nationals on this site, e,g, “My pigmentation is fine and I’m a Not American American.”
