Friday, February 24, 2006

I am the first tree in a grove of trees, blocking the wind with whistling branches

I am the earth and you are the sun. Someday we will give up and walk away from this mess.

Until then, I will die slowly.

I am an unsent package to a loved one, resting upon a sunning cat

It has been a long, cold winter without your slippers, dear friend.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Sunday, February 12, 2006

to hold you.

Nice work Sean.

Friday, February 10, 2006

What to do? (and) When to do it?

a perfect match... and the right balance.
A long time ago, I realized that she was the one. I was totally scared.
Freaking freaked-out.
But, when you find a perfect match.....
someone who balances you out..... and compliments your strengths and weaknesses,
make sure you can kick her holy-livin' mother-fuckin' ass in a good game of chess.
Then, pretend to keep your cool, like it's no big deal.


Thursday, February 09, 2006

Horses Ass #1 = Photo: My mother's horses in Idaho

Horses Ass #2 = Painting: Seth + Gina

Horses Ass #3 = Painting: Ian + Robin

Animal Kingdom vs. Human (soon to be fucking up your shit, nature) Nature

You've seen the newspapers. Right?
These new species of birds and fabled, crazy-ass tree kangaroos found in New Guinea?
It freaks me out in a good way. "They" are also finding new planets outside of our Solar System. What the hell am I doing? Putting pictures of kids toys on the World Wide Web. Also, I spent about fifteen minutes cleaning Silly-Putty off of a car dashboard this afternoon. Great.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

I miss you sweet, sweet baby.
See you soon.

I am not a building with boarded-up windows.

I am a sprinkler in a cold field.

The other day, I was driving home from work. You know, relieved and just wanting to be at home and just to drift through the archways. The traffic was not too bad. The traffic was not too good. Usually, there is a point underneath the Stark Street overpass that the cars stop the stop-and-go and just go!
I usually don't speed too much going home. I was speeding along though, behind this church transport van going faster and faster and faster, starting from the stand-still until we were both pushing seventyfivemilesanhour. I felt safe hauling ass behind the church van.
I am invincible.