I realized yesterday that I had been here 6 months, minus a week and a few days to return to New York for that mini-appreciation kick, you know, the state of mind you put yourself in to recognize the differences between the two paces and parts of the country. I was going to acupuncture before…
I had this conversation that really disturbed me recently and I have been thinking about it for probably two weeks now, trying to resolve what it all meant in my head, but it really really hit me today. It came when someone I was pretty fond of told me he didn’t feel the need to…
I suppose my inherent fascination with death rules a lot of my preoccupation with spiritual things, well, namely things held in high regard in nature, a recognition of the power and age of things we see in our daily landscape. I formulated these ideas of energy, of ways to explain things when I was sick….
I recognize the beauty in the compromise of things, sometimes, giving you more opportunity to learn and come into things differently. I realized some things about myself yesterday riding on the back of a Harley for some 4 hours…which unfortunately doomed me to the couch for much for much of the evening, given, as my…
Well, every woman I know wants a cowboy or a man who’s not afraid to get his hands dirty, move a little muscle, you know the stuff that comes into play when you imagine yourself with someone physically, easily able to toss you here or there. The women I know are not turned on by…
Mmmm. It’s been one of those, yeah, punctuated by all of the good things, only skimmed by some of the bad. Friday I decided I wanted to go see some music to try and throw me out of the morbid plane I was sliding towards the end of last week. So I perused the paper…
I hate not being smart enough to make backups of our backups, recopying what one has copied. I have the fucking Hidalgo illustrations but because my website and wordpress are often pieces of shit, I have to redo the whole fucking thing again. Bullshit? Yes, indeed. Masterdater Part 2 won’t go up until tomorrow, and…
Yeah, I know you thought that was about someone else. Perhaps some sleazy douche veteran who’s always changing and bedding someone new, forever single–posting lonely ads on craigslist. Oh, no, see, I have done the craigslist thing before. The last one I had was “If your pants are tighter than mine, it’s not gonna happen.”…
My birthday is coming up here in a few months and I am in the midst of writing the hardest thing I think I have ever had to write. The memoir I am writing is taking a lot out of me–and I hope there is still some space to organize and put it all back…
Wow. What a difference a location can make… Finally home. Finally. That might have been one of the worst weeks to plan my visit, for all of the natural disasters and all. First an earthquake, then Irene. As I told Kristen twenty minutes after I landed there “I am NEVER coming BACK HERE AGAIN!” I’m…
