Monthly Archives: April 2017

There was a second story that I wanted to tell you but it seems to be at present escaping me. I am at a loss as to what it was that just a moment ago seemed so important that it … Continue reading →

Most adventures when completed end up being fairly boring: "I had some trouble at work but I’m all right now" or "I thought I had pneumonia but it turned out I was just allergic to stupidity." Someone once said while … Continue reading →

Daily, my leg improves. Last week, I was hobbly and damaged and feared for my life. This week, none can tell of my disability unless I bring it up. At this rate my leg may attain godhead within a month … Continue reading →

Draw for me. I have stories to tell and I hope you can make them live. Sing with me. Help me harmonize and become more in touch with the world around me. Dance near me. Let us stretch and shine … Continue reading →

Look, I get that you’re having a good time and this is definitely the place for that and nobody likes a party more than me except maybe Davis Hilldale founder of the Party Party (who once, for a political fundraiser, … Continue reading →

Your creaking wooden boards make it near impossible to get past you unheard but after midnight I must strain to maintain the sounds of silence. It is so tiresome continuing this eggshell walk throughout the darkened hours but I cannot … Continue reading →

I thought I’d see you tonight but it’s clear now that all that’s left for us is correspondence. I hope you are well. I’ve heard good things about you lately but so little from you. I wish I knew what … Continue reading →

Wear your colors and dance sneakers and come armed with stories because I want noise all up in that place. BYOB and bring your favorite assortment of cream pies because things are liable to get messy and you’ll want to … Continue reading →

If you ask me again I might answer different. If you pose it different I just might say yes. I was in a mood when we last discussed it and I said some things I might not have meant. You … Continue reading →

So, I’ve got bad news and good. The good? They were wrong about the prognosis. I’m gonna be all right – at least for now. Bad news: you can’t have my car or my savings and whatever you’ve been doing … Continue reading →