when you feel like giving up, oddly on November
to good sir John – for the constant reminders. to those who’ve helped me appreciate … no, love music – so very thankful. ::s::
with the kiddo napping I breathe, ponder, oddly in October
Well, this pic covers a number of things, doesn’t it? “snack-sized smoked meat stick”, Google Fi, From idea to magical meow mix – because who doesn’t need to hear ‘Three Little Birds’ by good sir Bob Marley? Thanks blood – you’re always …
Alone you are not, oddly in September
Hi. How the fuck are you? Mid-September, eh? Friday, thirteenth, even. the moon – full above the clouds. the house – a mess and a sanctuary for Rumbly’s giggles. Trashed and a museum of the hard journey we’ve taken to get her. …
Oddly in August a wonderful request – ‘let it remind you what was in their heart’
“it’s not dark yet / but it’s getting there” sings Bob over the closing credits. what was it for? – a timeless question on the actions of the American gov’t and those who steer our course. Of having pride – and of …
on a Tuesday evening, oddly in June
Gutenberg, from which a lot of Truth, a lot of happiness, lies & pain. what if something different was discovered – mockingbirds that were recorders, butterflies that changed into images with a magic saying. what would our lives be like. ::s::
first I had one – now two, oddly in June
there was a time I believed I was an adventurer. finding new places to go, new things to try. I wonder sometimes what happened. :ps:
On an odd Tuesday in June, I draft…
quickly. from mt90.com/wp – not where I want, but it looks like I have it all so that’s a win, yesh? clean up on aisle ‘holy-shit-for-nearly-20-years-blather-blogging-batshit!’ – also hello world, you motherfuckers – what the hell. where’s our jetpacks? ::s::
crawling in the snow
where we tune in and find that words in motion, a dog on a leash, and listening. It’s all good things to try to learn to do. fear is probably my closest and most valued companion – kept me in one piece …