my return feels a tad overwhelming. i'm not ecstatic, but i can sense it coming.
wonderful comic performer (best known to piss off dave navarro with his hard hitting questions) Richard Dunn will be missed by me. in tribute i will build a screen for a t-shirt print in his honor. if you would like a piece of this action, you know where to go/
a lot of cars pulling in/since i've been working here i feel much less useful than before.
this space feels open and wide.
philosophizing is a word i only half understand, like most things.
accordion accompanied music really isn't that bad anymore. and i'm now accustomed to having repeated listens to the same 12 - 15 songs in different order. my father's theory on shitty radio stations proven correct once again.
i haven't seen the man in years... i am going to meet with him in person soon. the last thing i told him (over the phone) was that i hated him. i wonder how this will go. it can't be too bad....
i just realised i haven't any mode to get around efficiently. yes i do, i've got a bike.
that should do the trick....