The part where the Dear Hunter saves me from starvation only to leave me hungry

I caught the Dear Hunter and a couple of other bands that I don’t care about at the State Theater last night with my beautiful daughter.
Midnight Masses from Brooklyn opened.  My thoughts were – I have no idea what they’re singing and they’re all about the drums. Besides the drummer doing his thing, the lead vocalist and the girl-pretending-to-be-a-guitar-player took [...]

Good, bad, ugly

GOOD
The Dear Hunter, the band I’ve been listening to for weeks. Act I-The Lake South, The River North. Act II: The Meaning of and All Things Regarding Ms. Leading. Act III – Life and Death. If a fascist dictator took over and banned the Dear Hunter’s music I would probably risk imprisonment, that’s how much I love them.
Where [...]

Be here now

This is what makes me happy:
Making maple walnut muffins on a rainy night, listening to You Can’t Take It With You, the new As Tall As Lions cd.
Settling  into the corner of the couch with a cup of coffee and Dr. Vitolo’s articles on engrosser’s script while listening to You Can’ t Take it With You.
Driving just [...]

VOTE FOR BLACK SKEPTIK

*HE WON
Vote for Black Skeptik in MTV’s Best Freshman Video.
http://www.mtvu.com/music/the-freshmen/nominees-062209/
He’s a cool guy and super clever wordsmith.

Maybe I’m Just Tired

(My heavy head is full of debris  -As Tall As Lions)
Like my sick kitty, the wisdom teeth, the car mirror, locking the keys  in the car, getting my hand stuck in the shredding bin, and people who don’t help their kids.
(I know we’re all souls just trying to connect with someone – As Tall As [...]

What is vim and what is vigor?

Sleep a little later. Feed the cats. It always starts with feeding the cats.
Eat pie for breakfast. Sneeze a few times and wonder why my nose is stuffed. Linger over that cup of morning coffee with Finding George Orwell in Burma. Start Hamlet’s Dresser by Bob Smith.
Hang clothes on the line. Wash dishes. Pull a few weeds. Fuss over potted [...]

In which I describe a series of 3 weird coincidences

Number One: Last Saturday I borrowed the German film “Goodbye Lenin” from the library but I didn’t watch it right away.
On Monday I was given a copy of “Ladies in Lavender” to watch. But then I remembered I’d already seen it so I sent it back to Neflix without even looking at it.
Last night I watched “Goodbye Lenin”. Great [...]

Sentence fragments

Like the pink building in Arcadia.
One cool day in the midst of a soul-sucking world.
Apples waiting to be peeled & pied.
Of Montreal who?
Turning off the air.
Dust everywhere.
Using political mail as placemats.
To live a quiet.
Lost causes.
Used to laugh with you.
Skill level.
Annoying batting stance and a lumberjack beard.
To be able to look out the window.
Miles from here in other [...]

the gloaming would be better

can’t sleep, can’t rest. exhausted by the weight of a mind racing with no destination in sight. I would like to stop and get directions. Excuse me, what is it I’m supposed to be thinking about because it’s all kind of Eschery up there and clocks are melting and birds are flying out of people’s heads?
My mind keeps chasing [...]

don’t leave

I love the way Thom bobs his head