Tuesday, June 30, 2009
this is what I get for reading a graphic novel
Had a very vivid dream this morning that my doings were painted into a mural.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Time for either more chocolate or a nap.
Well, my day is moving right along. I took two naps and read a bunch. In between I found myself wandering half naked around my kitchen eating directly out of a big box of malted milk balls and muttering to myself that I should not eat another baloney sandwich for dinner (I had one for breakfast).
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
hot day shower
I had a most amazing thing happen to me in the shower today. It is a hot one so I wanted to take a cool shower. Somehow I managed to get the water the same temperature as my skin. I didn't even feel as if I was getting wet, just that I was being caressed.
Monday, June 22, 2009
it tastes of blacktop and dry air
I have been to the city
gained access to the hummus I ate most on the road
this afternoon it reminds me of a parking lot in Albuquerque
waiting to hear high desert bluegrass
gained access to the hummus I ate most on the road
this afternoon it reminds me of a parking lot in Albuquerque
waiting to hear high desert bluegrass
Thursday, June 18, 2009
I can only hope
Today the Jehovah's Witnesses stopped by. Slid a Watchtower under my screen door. I can only hope that when they were here I was in the shower listening to 'Sleeping In the Devil's Bed.'
Thursday, June 11, 2009
new hobby
My car, earplugs, and Zeppelin, man.
Did this yesterday when I went to what is becoming my second city.
By the time I arrived my body was vibrating.
Did this yesterday when I went to what is becoming my second city.
By the time I arrived my body was vibrating.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
no foaming at the mouth yet, but I am hoping
I am taking a class at the library (thank goodness we are using computers right now so I can share this right away). The woman sitting next to me came in late, insulted the teacher, then disappeared for a while. When she returned she had two cans of diet coke and a bunch of mentos. Then she started popping the candy like pills with big noisy slurps. Now she is laughing maniacally. I am waiting for her to explode.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Grandfather W. B. says
The best lack all conviction,
while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
-Yeats
while the worst are full of passionate intensity.
-Yeats
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