September 29th, 2010.
Listening to Tool on the drive. “You LIE CHEAT AND STEAL!!!!” I’m thinking of politics – and also, distractingly – of what it would sound like if Sean Connery were
September 27th, 2010.
My housemate, Amy, has a problem. She’s obsessed with spoons. Bowls too, but that one I can let slide because really, between cereal, ramen and ravioli, I can use a
September 26th, 2010.
Sharif got married yesterday to the beautiful Joanna Smith. I couldn’t wish for a more wonderful lady for him, and she makes him pretty close to the perfect guy. It’s
September 21st, 2010.
I watched some great music last night. A man who was unexpectedly spectacular who I wasn’t there to see, and another man who I’d gone to see for all the
September 6th, 2010.
I remember falling asleep to the gentle grind of the tape player, hoping that the soft thud of the auto-reverse wouldn’t wake me. After recording for 45 minutes on one
September 5th, 2010.
I would like to petition the Powers That Be for an additional day in the week. It would be a day off specifically charged with making sure that people who
September 3rd, 2010.
A Friday all for myself. I didn’t think I was going to have one for quite some time (November some time). But here I am, sitting in the Living room,