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Pardon? I didn't catch that
It’s late and I don’t know what to do with my hands. I would rather be asleep, hands tossing and turning but at least with purpose. I made a fake discovery or a real one. I was watching some weir...
House of Future Past
Ok kids, so I woke at the crack of noon, for the second, that’s woke twice not a two-noon day, yawned, scratched, made a little coffee and stepped outside. “Oh Shit,” I oh shitted and went back i...
Recall
I went from at least a decade of not recalling dreams, not just content but whether or not I even had any, to, recently, being overcome with them. The practice of not even trying to remember thin...
Stoplight Sonnets
“Hey! Roll down your window.” “Hi. What?” “My mom used to sing that song.” “Oh. Nice. Why’d she stop?” “Vocal chords shut down.” “That’s terrible, how … here comes the guitar solo.” “She got shot...
Falling from Grace
Few days ago, let’s call it Tuesday for the sake of continuity, I tripped on the stairs before dawn and fell hard and heavy on my ample and expensive butt. My ample and expansive (it’s expensive ...
Four inches of raging fury
Not sure why but a line I heard in something has been bugging the shit out of me. Oh, I guess I could come at it sideways; a few days ago I was at this place called, I think, Sephora, messing wit...
Yebo!
Sometime in the last fifteen years or so, I went to my niece’s graduation in Olympia; The Evergreen State. That’s the name of the school; The Evergreen State. There were all kinds of family there...
Man overboard!
I guess I go overboard when I start a new project. That’s the polite term for obsessive/compulsive. I’ve made three batches of balm and I sent away for exotic jars and butters and oils. Turns out...
Movement of Jah people
How long has it been since I’ve been here? A day? A week? A year? Maybe I’vew never been here, just having a case of logged-in-de-ja-vu. I was describing the balm I was making to this guy at a di...
You know, it’s weird. Sure ya do. I was watching something that wasn’t very good and my mind was wondering to that old saw about going back in time and killing Hitler. I tried remembering the las...
Where the time goes when its not here
1 cup, give or take, coconut oil (cosmetic grade) 1/3 cup mango seed butter, give or take, raw 1/3 cup, give or take, shea butter 1/3 cup, give or take, cocoa butter 1 tblsn jojoba oil 1 tblsn vi...
I had something ...
The good news is that I’ve been writing a lot, good news for me, I haven’t been posting it. Huh, I’ve been noticing that too; all it takes to be good news is it not being shitty news. It’s going ...
The weekend
I spent the weekend near Indianapolis. My little sister married her husband. Heh. They were married late last year, but this was the wedding for friends and family. I took my mom and GF in my car...
Shepard
Not very shocked, but all those entries I’ve been writing in my head? — they’re not here. It’s ok, most were extended play on words or too much the consistency of playdough or too good for the li...
Isiah
I picked up a bible kind of book thing a few weeks back, Isiah 53. Not to denigrate, but to summarize, it’s an argument to Jews about Christ being predicted and meeting all the criteria and occas...
The obvious titles are too obvious
So, I had a very un-haredawg-like moment the other day. I went to a Medicinal Disperary for, among other things a topical and RSO capsules (Rick Simpson Oil, this guy had been using medical marij...
Elani
I’ve been thinking about people, songs and places that I haven’t thought about in years. Compulsively, not like a passing fancy, but in depth; old friends, old attractions, old acquaintances. The...
Jesus Juice
Kaneh-Bosm is a Hebrew phrase (phonetically of course) for the oil Jesus used to anoint and cleanse feet with. Ok, that’s a celebrity endorsement, he didn’t invent the stuff, the recipie is older...
What would Jesus Eat?
I just lived through three months of a trump presidency, maybe four, feels like longer, and all the attendant lionizing and demonizing and Christ you’d think it would damn hard to offend me now, ...
The rovin' dies hard
When I was in school (shut up, I totally went to school, shit I’ve got enough book larning to hit the middle of the Trump administration edgumacation bell curve) I had trouble finding English cla...
Just keeping up
I’m not sure if I mentioned this before, it was several months in the making. Back when everybody was fiercely polarizing, instead of the dull roar of us vs them, I made more contact with faceboo...
From 4/8/2011
Monday morning you sure look fine, Friday I got traveling on my mind, first you love me, then you get on down the line, but I don’t mind — Fleetwood Mac On a Monday I was arrested — Leadbelly Mon...
Ideation
I used to think in stories and poetry. As obvious as that sounds to me, it might not be that obvious, I don’t know, on one level I think there’s only a fraction of a degree of separation between ...
Roaches
Let’s call it March 5th 1991 because thaty’s close enough for jazz. Um, what’s it? I took over another workers caseload, my memory wants to say because she was a shitty social worker, but I didn’...
St. Stephen
You know how you’re in an elevator or on hold with your CPA or something and the muzak philharmonic version of, say, muskrat love comes on, and you find yourself singing along and any progress yo...
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.”
