This is an ordinary loveThe kind where I meet youBy sending words into the vacuumBounced by cables and by satellitesAnd it’s an ordinary dayWith rain upon the windowAnd every sound’s an echoOf the music of your voice- gwen knighton/three weird sisters
Good morning and happy Friday. I’ve been so busy with life the last week or [...]
Drain the pressure from the swelling,The sensations overwhelming,Give me a kiss goodnight and everything will be alrightTell me that I won’t feel a thingSo give me Novacaine – green day
So there I was driving to the pool in some David Lynchian set piece where all the world was rolling by in slow-motion, widescreen, technicolor bliss [...]
Through an interesting set of circumstances I had learned recently of Wendy Killoran’s upcoming circumnavigation of Newfoundland, popularly known as “The Rock”. Now of course, there are some notes out there on the boards as well. But, as is my slow (in internet time anyway) methodical way, I took a bit of time to see [...]
Dawn turned into morning quickly. It was nice to be out in the warhorse again. We slipped out of the small lagoon and raced through the cold morning air out to the ice shelf. There we sat. I listened to the ice crackling like mouth full of pop rocks. I dug around a bit in [...]
You wear nothingbut you wear it so well – d. mathews
Have you noticed this yet? There seems to be this new phenomena where hats, gloves, shirts and other pieces of wardrobe are appearing impaled along hiking trails as if suddenly, clothing has raised the ire of Prince Vlad himself. My guess is that when people [...]
But who in your measly little worldAre you tryin’ to prove to that you’reMade out of gold and-uh, can’t be soldSo-uh, are you experienced? – hendrix
Of course with the baseball cap and sunglasses you probably wouldn’t notice, but I was waiting for the grimace. It didn’t come. Maybe he was one of those “slow breath” [...]
Slow down, you move too fastYou gotta make the morning lastJust kickin’ down the cobblestonesLookin’ for fun andFeelin’ groovy – p.simon
Well, I told him! What else could I do now but find a nice rock and wait!?
Yeah, there’s that one little spot in the river where 80% is blocked by old concrete, trees and [...]
