Constantly Risking Absurdity
Aug 18What a great title this is!!! What a definition of our lives. I say this because my week is absurd right now. It started last week when Jason came cruising into the apartment in the middle of the day. I was sure that either someone had died or he had been laid off. It’s been 5 years since he has darkened our door home sick from work. He doesn’t get sick. I get sick. I...
Song by Allen Ginsberg
May 27This made me smile today. For whatever reason, it just really summed up a lot of things for me. It’s been a tough couple of weeks. Work has been crazy, my friends are feeling pressure, I had food poisoning and I really feel just out of sync for some reason. It’s just those times that poetry does me the most good. It sweeps in and and lets me know that I’m not the only...
Kindle 2 Review
May 10My Kindle 2 has arrived and I have to say, I absolutely love it! First impressions go a long ways and the packaging that arrived from Amazon was reminiscent of the many lovely gadgets I have opened from my good friends at Apple. Sleek black and white packaging with liberal usage of fonts to give it that literary quality. I immediately plugged in the Kindle 2 to charge. About 2 hours later...
Going Kindle
Apr 12As many of you all know, I am an avid reader. As such, I am extremely emotionally attached to my books. They represent periods of my life, meetings with favorite authors, lazy reads on vacation, times of trouble, in essence… they are old friends. So what on earth has possessed me to go wireless with my reading habits? To be honest, I’m running out of room. There are piles of...
Daddy’s Girl
Dec 20Over the Thanksgiving holiday I went “home”. I put this in quotations, since like many of you out there, my parents are divorced and this sense of “home” has never been exactly the same. You see, I grew up in Florida and my family lives in Kentucky, which for those of you who haven’t been there is effectively another planet. It’s beautiful but definitely...
Don’t Judge Me
Dec 11Poetry is cathartic. As such, much of the poetry I’ve written over the years relates to specific times and incidents that either made me happy, hurt my feelings, or generally sparked my interest in some way. I wrote the following poem back in the ’90’s when a friend of mine had hurt me terribly by judging a personal family issue I was having without knowing all of the facts....