• Halloween 2016

    Halloween saw me a pumpkinhead.                                               

  • three inches

    Not hard to keep my chin up, just hard to keep from laughing, I know better than to take anything too seriously.

  • century of the self

    Y’all cogs are fools, capitalistic tools, me too tis of thee, all sorts of angst I thought I’s over, sidling up to thirty.

  • recapped

    It was safest to walk down the center of the street, Minneapolis iced up mulling deep the responsi-liabilities, post-Christmas economy crash cow, it’s on us, you know. For worshiping idle, being economical, our faults, for knitting our own scarves to keep warm and our pennies, kill ourselves for loonies (MAD MEN!) how we’ll hang from

  • keeping my nose clean

    Though several days have passed since the election of the Next President of the United States, I haven’t updated since, and so: My guy won! Woohoo!

  • the idiots

    Victoria finally got the guts, the ambition, the fire in its belly eating up the oxygen from the wind in its sails to scorch its fair citizens with 84 degrees, no breeze, brazen.

  • passing the timing

    Mid-May my laptop’s A/C adapter expires and I can’t seem to replace it locally for under $150 say what? yeah, and I get sick of looking—the Mom and Pop shrugging and the superslick Big Box Boys shoving into my hands product I can’t afford then blocking the rack so I can’t put it back while

  • despare me

    Finally got new Wormwood photos up (the show was July 7). They’re arranged in a more linear (or would that be circular?) photo album, with thanks to Dan for giving a shove in the right direction. Took me the better part of this fine afternoon figuring it through—will take additional tweaking does it keep. Today