I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I can’t think of anything to write. I Continue Reading
I have too much crap. I could easily have told you that a week or so ago when I moved it all down the hall and back again, so my floors could be replaced. That little exercise in exercise didn’t even involve everything. Procrastinator that I am, at about 11 Continue Reading
I really do love it on the roof. Late in the day, when the sun has lost it’s ability to burn you, but not to blind you. Or maybe I just spend too much time inside, because it take me forever to adjust my eyes and stop squinting, even in Continue Reading
While I sat here looking for bloggers and journalists out of Geneva, Pixel tried out approximately 20 different sleeping positions in the sun. I recieved 7 pieces of Spam. I found out You’ve Got Mail has nothing to do with email. I don’t believe it. In a one-horse town like Continue Reading
Two more songs for the soundtrack… Divebomber by Pigface American Hero by Scotland Yard You know there are some pissed off Christian fanatics in Disneyland this week. I got my hard drive the day before my trip. With the help of some beautiful shareware (1,2), I had cloned my entire Continue Reading
My clothes are in a pile on the floor. Clean clothes. In a stretched out pile. Because I’m just that lazy. And they weren’t really dry when I go them from the dryer. Ran out of here late this morning, and it was just that bad a day, so they’re Continue Reading
Do you know how fucking unnerving those helicopters are? They’ve been circling the District for two or three days now. These are the same ones that come out whenever there are protests, gatherings, events, or threats. So they’re only out there when they suspect something bad afoot. Today they’re focusing Continue Reading
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow… I had plans today. Eastern Market. Hopefully pick up the photo from Joe. Check out the pet store. And groceries of course. Haven’t had fresh food in nearly a month now. Getting a little sick of peanut butter. But this snow Continue Reading
I know i drive you all nuts when I say my building is on fire. I can’t help it when the fire engines show up every time I’m on the phone. Okay… so it has never been a real fire, but Samuel Clemens never got anywhere with journalism. Yesterday though, Continue Reading
I may be a little sick in the head. I must be. Have you ever heard a giant boom and not gone to look? Do you calmly ponder it’s origins, wondering what may have crashed this time, or was it a bomb, or even, the Bomb? Maybe it’s just this Continue Reading
“This theme can be played in a very sad, minor key, by training the lens on realities that seem to sink the Washington myths. The once-grand town houses now boarded up. The vaguely seedy cornices on rundown local buildings, which do for Washington architecture what bad teeth once did for Continue Reading
7 murders in eight days, by gun. another week in the District.
I woke up to cheering this morning. Of course, it isnt the first time I’ve had cheering in my bedroom. But ussually it doesn’t happen when I’m alone. Okay… so maybe it does, but it’s a personal thing. The DC marathon was passing my apartment. Those people are sick. Getting Continue Reading
No wonder I am having personality seizures. My apartment is clean, damnit.
Insert babbleing here. cause, ya see, I made a psuedo-promise a few months ago that wI would post things here even if I had nothing to say, but I have noticed a degeration in my writing lately (not to mention my love life). I do have one thing I want Continue Reading
Oh thats much better. The Washington Monument and the Mall is covered in a red glow. Mother nature is a sick puppy.
Okay, okay. To be more specific, the sky isn’t dark enough. Not where it normally becomes. By now it is should be black. But what I see out my window is more of a tan/gray. The streets are as dark as ever, but the sky has a light cast to Continue Reading
It is 10:52 p.m. on November 27th in the Northern Hemisphere. Confirm something for me. Shouldn’t the sky be dark now?
Tonight I watched the contrails pile up over the District. (Con-trail – ‘kon-“trAl – n. – 1943 – streaks of condensed water vapor created in the air by an airplane or rocket at high altitudes) I’d seen a couple earlier in the day out in Georgetown. But sitting in my Continue Reading
I was walking through Georgetown today after leaving the flea market, looking for a Chinese place to eat. I passed this… guy. I had to look twice because my mind just didn’t process him the first time. He had to be in his late 40s/early 50s. He had close cropped Continue Reading