i wear shorts and tank tops as much as i can hoping to delay the coming of cold weather. i walk as much as i can, knowing that soon i won’t be so inspired to go outside. and really, that’s the only exercise i get everyday. i listen to this song. all the time. i… Continue reading i.

the other day i was walking to work, happened to glance up and see a cop coming towards me.  in the few seconds that followed my mouth went dry, my heart skipped a beat, and i actually thought, “i wonder if i’m doing anything wrong.”  i then remembered that i was walking and he could… Continue reading paranoid driver

yesterday at 6:30pm i was challenged to go 40 days without coffee. day 1.  9:24am.  very tired.  and is that a headache i’m feeling? this could be a long 40 days.

i was going to picnic for dinner. i came home early from work to a four-member band trying on clothes while talking of image and trends and sophisticated meeting hard rock and wanting none of that punk rock stuff.  i rummaged through a mumsie’s amazing mary poppins type closet and found baby boy things to… Continue reading just be.

it’s late.  the midnight scone and tea party has finished and most everyone here at 1942 is busy brushing teeth and finding places to sleep.  extra mattresses have been pulled out and enough room has been found for everyone who decided to rest under this roof tonight.  another long day has ended and i have… Continue reading Lamentations