Bed. But thinking about work. THE Work. MY work. Have to finish it Soon. And I will. No […]

“…Bent light, dripping diligence. Notes in hurry. Want pencil instead, 8 sharpened, deadly. Attack Sheets, tasmanianly. Meeting with […]

Leaving in a bit to pick up Alice & Kerouac, from SFO.  Picking up new biz cards on […]

Who can stare at the clock the longest? It’s that kind of day. Do I love or Loathe? […]