“When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in bad condition in that particular moment, but that the same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead…
DAILY ENSŌ
About two years ago I met a woman from North Jersey. Her name is Tamara, the accent is on the first syllable (Tam-ara). We met online, and then in person. We went to Freehold, NJ for drinks and dinner. She’s pretty, and chill, and also on the spiritual side. We had a great conversation –…
TIME TOGETHER, TIME APART
I went out with my friend Hank tonight. We grabbed pizza and beers in New Hope. Hank was coming down from a week of live shows. His brain was mush and he needed calm. He also needs to get back in to domestic mode. His partner, Kasia, returns from an extended (as in seven week)…
PETS
I’m watching my tubby and partially blind tuxedo cat, Nicolas (Nick), bat around a little cat toy that looks like a lamb. As I’m building this blog and thinking about topics for consideration, pets are pretty near and dear to me (and lots of people). They comfort us, they don’t judge, they need us, and…
LIVE SHOW: BILLY HECTOR 9/20/19
Last night my friend Tim and I went to see Billy Hector Band at John & Peter’s. Here’s a random picture of Tim from a blues picnic a few years ago…. Not at all related to the show, but Tim’s wife Bryn always likes to point out that I’m Tim’s oldest friend (I’m really not…
PUTTING IT ALL OUT THERE
I’ve been hesitant to start a blog. To publicly navel gaze. To put my stuff out in to the interwebs where it can be found… where it might never disappear. I have no intended audience. I have no theme, no real purpose. If the idea is to simply practice writing everyday, why publish it, and…
DINNER FOR TWO
Tonight I went to an old haunt for dinner. Along the river just across the bridge in New Jersey, there’s a small Italian restaurant, Revere. It’s tucked in next to an auto repair shop and just around the corner from some condos where an ex-girlfriend used to live. It was the girlfriend who turned me…
TRANSITIONS
Right off the bat, I think I’ve messed up. I should have called it transitions pt. 1, except it’s not a series, this certainly isn’t the first…. I start a new job in a little over a month. I gave notice at my current job last week. It feels like it will be a long…