Things to keep behind your front lip -- like snuff -- or under the band of your sock -- like little money, things to ward off the pollution of the world in grid, things I want to hang tight around me these days ( Read more... )

Everything I think about writing today feels like melted rubber in the hands of dirty children. Gimme a sheet tent and a way out. Gimme a Nutty Buddy and a brainless action tv show. Gimme something pointless to lie about and a circle of dirt to run in. Gimme armpit farts and hiding in clothes racks ( Read more... )

Today the weather has been sweet: It has rained since I've been up. Woohoo ( Read more... )

Not much to say today: rainy outside, Friday. Late talk at my place with Puck last night. Nice, laid back, late. Rain made me want to stay in bed this morning. Oddly, feel pretty mid-range energetic today. Can't wrap my mind around what I want to do with my first weekend night. Oh well, I guess I'll just let it fall into place ( Read more... )