Day over. Night as well. Poetry throughout day, having me feel more Artistic than I have in months. […]
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So, I’m thinking that tomorrow night, my Friday night, I need to open a random red. What exactly, […]
Last couple days’ entries, going to book. Restart.. we can do that as Artists, Writers. Last night’s Cabernet, […]
All these documents open on monster. Getting dizzy. As Jackie feeds his breakfast, I have coffee abrew at […]
7:56am. Today, Jackie’s first swim lesson. Don’t know how much of a lesson it’s going to be, but […]
With this last, very full, glass of ’11 Chardonnay from the estate, I’m thinking about what one of […]
Disturbed turtle through corporate whorish hurtles–cheetah with ideas. Ancient plaintiff, aided; re-scribble my fiddle–two memoir missiles; Looking for […]
8/5/12 — Friday night. Well, mine. Thinking only of verse. But more so, in moment instant, enveloped in […]
7:41am. Coffee. Little mocha mix. Thinking of my office. When I’m finally there, whether on Embarcadero, or in […]
My Friday night, sipping an ’08 Cabernet. Not sure what to say. Today, many lines from visitors. Ready […]