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Snow has hit our little town in the middle of the night. First time in a while we’ve been kept indoors all day like this. Reading. Sleeping. Dinner. TV.

These days I’m reading The Wisdom of No Escape by Pema Chodron, and Alan Moore’s Watchmen. Perhaps it’s a strange combination, but for some reason it feels perfectly natural to me. I have started to write a little booklet for Matthew’s collective, but somewhere along the line have become stumped. Much of what I’m writing…… Continue reading Reading, Writing

Just got a letter today from the state saying the unemployment has come to an end and that I can reapply. I’m sitting here freaking out, worried that they might not give me anything else. What worries me is my situation, this small town with very little opportunity, and being that my wife graduates soon…… Continue reading Unemployed

My friends across the hall have this cat, Foss, who is black and big and fluffy, the fluffiest you have ever seen. Next to our cats, he is incredibly quiet and well behaved. We can barely hear him over there. Some days when we can hear our friends rustling around in the kitchen, we will…… Continue reading Cats of all sizes

Curious thoughts about all kinds of things this evening. What can be grabbed out of the air? For example, when a person recalls an event out of their past they often look up as if into the sky, towards their left. Recently I read in order to more easily access intuitive knowing, you should focus…… Continue reading underwater

This Sunday we visited the family, somewhat smoothly, but we had a laugh at the new decorations–which are ridiculous and have become increasingly offensive. Now it’s an American Indian tribute, Freed Spirit, internet inspired, a mural on the wall facing the dining room: “because we think it’s cute.” The place has turned into a serious…… Continue reading faux tributes

our small Japanese paper lamp is on and dimly lighting the room nearing 2am me being the only one awake enough to write a few words down about this single moment coughing in the darkness reading travel journals appreciating the quiet peeping the cats as they’re curled up rehashing a strange day in memory sometimes…… Continue reading they say a lot of things

I’m a camera man. I direct movies you haven’t seen yet. Footsteps heard through a wall. Tall glass of water. He’s that tall glass of water over there. “Looks like a stiff breeze might knock him over.” How’s your eye, how’s your eye? After the dishes are washed, I let them dry. Eyes are doing…… Continue reading Bush: A Mother Fucker

Ali G. has in fact come to our town and stirred up some trouble! Amazing. Link A friend just stopped by with two photo’s of Ali’s character Borat on the front cover. I am rolling in the aisles as I type this. 2005, bring more of this!