November 27th, 2022. Catching up.
The world plods forward. Ha. That’s a lie. The world HURTLES forward and I’m sent with it holding on with my hastily sharpened teeth. I’ve been cleaning half-heartedly, moving things
Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times.
The world plods forward. Ha. That’s a lie. The world HURTLES forward and I’m sent with it holding on with my hastily sharpened teeth. I’ve been cleaning half-heartedly, moving things
A good night, a new open mic. It sort of caught me by surprise. Thursday night we were chatting about maybe having a new open mic. Friday night Dave was
I’ve got to admit. I follow Fox News. I don’t watch it. No. Don’t be silly. That’d be like running around my kitchen floor and sticking my tongue under the
As of tonight, as of 8.13pm, Heather and I have been playing together for 21 years. Remember that time all those years ago? Java Head in College Park, MD? We
I’m having a slow recovery from NERFA. Brain is slow moving, body is slow moving. My memory is scattered and my eyes are heavy. I’d looked forward to sleeping in
Last night we tried to make sure we turned in early, knowing that TODAY we really kick into high gear, must remain PRESENT, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed and SO the first thing
This is written in post. I had neither the time nor the mental wherewithal to write about NERFA at NERFA – so it’s actually November 17th, the day after our
Last night I dreamt that I was planning my death. Suicide, assisted, messy. I had someone ready to shoot me. I don’t remember why. The clock on my Life had