this conference reminds me of the fun i’m missing. http://www.nyls.edu/pages/5057.asp not much more. poetry later. but for now, idling with ginger ale, cats, and loose thoughts of not much at all. :)

i do not usually anger. and never easily. but i am stewing in a pissed off mood at the moment. bad experiences on usenet today. i had forgotten how leashed dogs bark at mailmen. idiots. so eager to piss on a public doorway and pretend they have the right to deny entrance.

recording available: dear-you-052207.mp3 Dear You, Haven’t written in a while and thought maybe I should. Kind of funny how time and life carries us away, isn’t it? Get all wrapped up in work and sit around staring at the walls in the evening and wonder things like ‘where did all the time go’ and ‘how did I lose touch with…’ and a bunch of other things that generally roll up into a vague sense of dismay and perhaps a mild disgust… psychological lint.

i got something in the mail today that reveals to me someone i trusted has lied to me. of the short list of things that redline me at mach 5, lying is tops.

just what i needed to get my monday off to a laughing start. heh. http://loptimiste.canalblog.com/archives/2007/05/21/5022797.html

if i didn’t know better, i’d think that was a DoS attempt. failed, of course…. but noted, recorded, ip banned, and that’s that. in other news…

timing is a curious thing. not really, but we say it because it feels nice.

recording available: cool-to-be-kind.mp3 read on for the words…

fair warning, this is likely a ‘more mature’ read than usual. you have been warned.

it occurs to me that i have not allowed myself to put thoughts about my son here. very, very rarely. i suppose to some, it may seem as if i never think of him or, worse yet, do not care. nothing could be further from the truth.