Beware the Ides and such…

It’s the beginning of my “fiscal year.” For no good reasons other than a) I feel the need to declare a beginning and ending so that I’ll take the process of becoming independent and self-sufficient a little less chaotically and add more intention and gravitas and general purposefulness to the whole thing as if I’m… Continue reading Beware the Ides and such…

Categorized as Detritus


Ten years ago I lived in a different city where the default personality of my acquiantances and co-workers was largely incompatible with my own. Today I sit in a bar singing karaoke with strangers more or less accidentally and it seems about right. It’s been a while since I last felt surrounded yet lonely. September… Continue reading Anniversaries


 Because I am at heart a nerd beyond your wildest imagination.

Monsoon Sonata

There will be rain at last. The parched desert floor and my sinuses are grateful. I am battling my lack of energy by engaging myself in more projects, both at work and outside of it. Hoping my life will get more well organized as a side effect. Some of it has to do with missing… Continue reading Monsoon Sonata

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Indie Proverbs

Saw “A Serious Man” about a month ago and “The Box” last night. The gist of both stories being, basically, humans are fallible but Karma will still get us in the end…heavy underlying religious themes in both. What is with the sudden rash of indie film moral quandry mongering? Actually really enjoyed both films. When… Continue reading Indie Proverbs

el día siguiente

Current mood:  contemplative New Year’s Eve…somehow hadn’t got the spine for it this year. I stepped into the cold parking lot of the neighborhood Denny’s for takeout hamburgers at 7pm in my leather jacket and plum Converse One Stars under an unexpected full moon. Spend most of the night curled up on the couch reading… Continue reading el día siguiente

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Of Sunday breakfast, Hackintosh Envy and Ian Svenonius

I wake on a Sunday and my small children brag about how many bowls of cereal they can eat in one sitting. Apple Jacks. We went to the regular grocery store for a change, instead of the socially responsible grocery store. My vehicle is out of commission and beggars can’t be choosers. Listening to Rasputina… Continue reading Of Sunday breakfast, Hackintosh Envy and Ian Svenonius