June 30th, 2025. Can’t sleep. Can’t wake up.
Nightmares and strange, beautiful dreams. Women and skin and music and sunsets. Cars and apocalypses. Death on a deity’s scale. I’ve been writing sentences and moments in time, inspirations and
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
Nightmares and strange, beautiful dreams. Women and skin and music and sunsets. Cars and apocalypses. Death on a deity’s scale. I’ve been writing sentences and moments in time, inspirations and
This is the way it’s meant to be, perhaps. Heather’s got old friends on the stereo, we’re passing cars on an interstate with a hundred miles to go, the sun
Today I woke up angry. Out of the blue into the blue. On a day where I’ll have to be awake till tomorrow – literally on the only day in
I dreamt that I’d cut my finger. A vicious chunk pulled out of my right pointer finger. I dreamt that I was still missing a chunk from the powerdrill accident
I am infuriated with Bandzoogle. In 2021 I moved the two folk organizations that I work with over to an all-in-one solution that provides them with web hosting, ticket sales,
I can’t sleep. Lying in bed, I feel like something’s crushing me. I feel like my skin’s too tight and I’m slowly feeling my breath squeezed out of me. I
Listening to the rain is one of my favourite things. I sleep with the window open even though it means my allergies make me feel terrible the next day. I
Sitting in stillness on a Monday morning. With a new pope in place apparently the Catholics are going to worry less about humanity and more about AI and so I’m
As we watch an advertisement for a Bespoke AI Washer and Dryer that can receive phone calls and open its door automatically, I realize that I really, really don’t want
Mmm. Last night I’m gonna be at Morsbergers for about a month, and it was an alright send-off – with a very, very special surprise in the form of Kosi