You Could Make a Killing
iPhone and easy appsThere is nothing that competes with habitAnd I know it's neither deep nor tragicIt's simply that you have to have itThat first cocktail, a gentle way of transitioning the concerns...
View ArticleHe Died and He Was Dead
"He died and then was dead." Hemingway died last night. Blew his brains out. He just couldn't stand it any more. The point of Burns' documentary? "Fame's a bitch, and then you die." I guess. They...
View ArticleDon't Judge Me
I spent a horrible night. Anxieties and nightmares probably brought on by the thought of leaving the house and traveling. In some ways, I'm feeling forced to do this, coerced by my own words of...
View ArticleLet's Never Speak of It Again
It was a mistake, a disaster. I should not have gone. I went for all the wrong reasons. And if I were to go somewhere, it should not have been Miami. It has been a nightmare. The trip down was...
View ArticleA Little Bit of Rain
The light is gray and soft. Outside, storms rage and pass. Big hail falls not far away. The air is slightly cool. I start the heater to counter the chill, the dampness. I make a breakfast of...
View ArticleI'll Be a Genius
"Something bad has happened in the world. You know we are heading toward something terrible. People are angry and acting out. Nations are at odds. I'm just staying home until it blows." I wanted...
View ArticleBlack Velvet
The day starts poorly. I forgot to buy coffee. I had some ground coffee in the cupboard that has been there for a couple years, I'd guess. It tastes like poison. I was up late last night texting....
View ArticleThe Hyacinths Bloom
The day was shit. It feels like today will be a repeat. My horoscope hasn't even come close to reality. But the hyacinths bloom. It is the cruelest month. I decided to follow the constructs of...
View ArticleThe Buildings Whisper
I've been printing out some of my Covid era photos in large sizes. Houses, buildings, objects. They look nice. There is something about seeing them big. They are all light and shape and shadow...
View ArticleI Need Some Goop
I'm in a weird place at the moment. Not a physical place. I'm at home. "Place" may not be the correct term, just some lazy use of the common jargon. State? Yes, that would be more accurate. And...
View ArticleThe Ultimate Reality
My problems are my problems, I know, but I haven't spoken to anyone in two days, so I just want to share them with you. That's fair, right? You've had plenty of conversations and opportunities to...
View ArticleGraduation
I've been going through old hard drives. They are a mess of unnamed folders inside unnamed folders which are often inside a poorly named or misnamed folder. I must organize them. I can never find...
View ArticleEnding on a Safe Note
I intended to tell another story today, this one about the only friend I had who finished high school, but I couldn't find the pictures to go along with it, so it will have to wait for another day. I...
View ArticleYesterday
Wow! Yesterday was big. I should have realized that in the morning and should have written about it. It wasn't until later in the day, though, that someone reminded me. It was 4-20! And I didn't...
View ArticleThe Future Ain't What It Used To Be
I am very unproductive. Hours simply drift by. My life has a routine, and it has become a monumental task to break it--assuming I want to. I do. I do. I swear I do. But, you know, you become so...
View ArticleNada, Zip, Blank
I usually start a blog post with a picture. I choose the picture and then begin writing. I chose a picture this morning, then I sat and looked at the screen for a long, long time. Nothing came to...
View ArticleJambalaya? Maybe Gumbo
I found thousands of photographs in some old files that I haven't seen in at least ten years. Literally, not figuratively (though in the common parlance they now mean the same thing). I have been...
View ArticleThings Were Better In Old Photos
I didn't move yesterday. I didn't go outside until it was time to go to my mother's in the late afternoon. I was looking at and working on the old lost and found files all the live long day. I...
View ArticleNot As Much Bohemia
Did you watch the Hockney interview I posted yesterday? Good, right? I meant to mention the interviewer's pandering question near the end of the show when he veers from questions about art to...
View ArticleFull Pink Moon
Sorry. Lousy phone photo. But I just thought to say. . . . I am moon sodden, and a little bit drunk, too. The day started well, and I felt fine. I had plans to do many things. After my morning...
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