Project Intro: M’s Camera
For a while now, I’ve been thinking about a film camera for my partner. And now, I’ve got the camera, but will make a bit of a small project out…
#FlashNaNo 2021, Day 02
Amy, Trixie, and Greta sat in the screened-in porch, considering the back yard in unified silence. A sparrow alighted on the mulberry sapling shooting up from the wide crack in…
#FlashNaNo 2021, Day 1
She smelled like soap and her the sweet-smelling perfume he remembered, the aroma now seeming slightly juvenile for her age, but still fit her spirit.
Songs
When he stood up, a rain shadow marked where he had been sitting on the ground, cross-legged, watching the low clouds skim past the undulating hills. They had hidden the…
My morning helper
Daily Thoughts 2021-04-16 Friday
Yesterday’s fatigue has rolled into today. Got up early again because I want to and feel that it’s important, but by the end of the week it’s harder to have…
A Note for the End of the Year
I have not forgotten about this blog. Honestly, I’ve been in a funk and something of a personal crisis for the last couple of months, and it’s been rough. But…
Declare War
From 2011, during my brief stint in slam poetry. I may record a reading if there's interest. Know is this: you are an empire of one. A singular sovereign nation…
Diving into Shojin Ryori
Shojin ryori, put simply, is Japanese Buddhist cuisine. Written 精進料理, the first two characters indicate devotion, diligence, and an adherence to a vegetarian diet, while the latter two characters indicate…
Resurrection
At this point, I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve deleted and later reestablished this site or other, older incarnations of my blog. The cycle is now familiar. First, the feeling of having something to say, but not having a suitable place to put it. Next, setting up a blog and posting some things on it. Last, getting frustrated/bored/depressed and scrapping the whole thing.
Every time I set up a blog, and every time I scrap a blog, I tell myself that’s it. But the cycle repeats. I wonder if this is the time it’ll stick.
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The Sedan and the Salami
I was walking to the grocery store a couple of weeks before the end of the year when I made a discovery that was odd at the time, and would become more perplexing later. (more…)
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