This is not at all what the title might imply…. intentionally so. Today I spent part of my day at Cafe Keough. I tried to write, texted a bit with a women in Kentucky, read some great poems. I wanted to quote everything. You can walk out of your lifeif sadness properly instructs you.And can’t…
Category: Life
FUNNY CLIPPINGS
So much of what I write is an attempt to straddle the space between happy and sad, joy and pain, love and hate…. not the most lighthearted topics. Today I spent some time cleaning up the photos on my phone. While doing that I came across so many comics that I had taken pics of…
MY CORNER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM
I’m a little slow to start this morning. I suppose this isn’t that different than half of my other mornings. I wrote a title last night before bed – swagger. It was going to be a short playlist of the songs I listen to as I walk around Memphis. There are days I feel like…
PRIVILEGE AND OBSERVATION
It was a little after 2pm in the high-ceilinged cafe. A man walked in, black jeans, black work boots, too many top layers for the unseasonably warm day. He favored his right leg, not quite a limp. His Jacket was that neon yellow-green with wide, silvery reflective stripes, the kind you see worn on airport…
THE MESSY SPACE BETWEEN
I’m starting this post far too late in the morning for it to be done (well) by the time I have to go to work. I’m trying to be a bit more zen about this and be self-forgiving for waking up later than I had wanted. My plan was to get up, exercise, have breakfast,…
HOW TO LIKE IT
It’s been a few days since I’ve written. Travel makes a whole bunch of things inconvenient, breaks routine, introduces new ideas, new scenery, new people. I spent the last few days at the NAMM show out in L.A. It was interesting to be around so many music industry people. There were long lines to meet…
NOT DANCING
He was shmoo-shaped and probably in his late sixties. Round and doughy in the middle. His hair was whitish grey and his not so bushy beard masked a soft but protruding jawline. He had one small hoop earring and wore an olive green tee tucked in to black slacks. His sneakers were heather grey with…
GRIEF AND A CELEBRITY SIGHTING (SORTA)
This morning, after my run (yay to me for finding time), I settled in to an article I had set aside to read: The Strangeness of Grief by V. S. Naipaul. I am, at times, obsessed with the subject. It’s not something I’ve ever really experienced, at least not on the level of what I’ve…
A NEW YEAR, A BEGINNER’S SONG
Is it cliche to write exactly what’s expected from a New Year’s post? A reflection on the last year’s good and bad blended with cautious optimism for the year ahead? A list of things I’d like to do better? Lists of things I’d like to stop or start doing? I kinda hate these types of…
CALIFORNIA
Our minds do very strange things to us. Today I was researching a business based in Torrence, CA. I’m the type of guy who also has to pull a place up on a map. I love to understand a bit of geography. I wanted to know where Torrence was. As I zoomed out a bit…
I DON’T NEED ALONE TIME. IS THAT A BAD THING?
Today I’m thinking about a few competing / complimentary ideas. I’m thinking about love as a creative act. I’m thinking about my writing habits and some of the interests I haven’t pursued. I’m thinking about my next relationship. I’m thinking about my social side. The common thread seems to be defining who I am as…
LEAVING
Tonight I head back to Memphis. It’s been an enlightening few days. As I drove back to South Philly , the Philly skyline was stunning. If you were to scroll through the pics on my phone from the past year, you would see lots of these photos. Every evening, I made the trip from Bucks…