Monthly Archives: May 2013

Here

Still here, with hardly a minute to spare right now. Update later tonight.

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Friggin Day

I have a friend who’s been taking an improv class and tonight is the class performance. I’ll go check it out. I like improv and am very envious of that skill. I’m thinking of taking the next section of the … Continue reading

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It’s a perfect raining day, May 9, 2013, in NYC. It’s coming down straight, so an umbrella protects you just fine, and all you want to do is stand out there and listen to it. If you’re in a relatively … Continue reading

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come my fanatics

Droopy day, and sorry there was no update yesterday. A bit overloaded with damage control. Someone else’s project. I tried to help create short notice remedies for what was suddenly a big and live problem. Turned out OK. Someone’s feelings … Continue reading

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Sorry my monkeys

Late update. Been one of those days. I smoked alot last night while trying to write an article. I was happy with the progress, but eventually I looked up and it was nearly 2a, so I’m a little out of … Continue reading

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drone

So, my jam band tends to get drone-like. That’s mostly my doing. We all have different musical inclinations and desires, but when we’re in Hollow Way, no matter how fast or groovy we get, it’s inevitable that we’ll fall into drone at … Continue reading

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it’s coming

soonish. coffee needed. 1:28p, just woke up.

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‘nother

gorgeous day here. Sorry for the nearly no post, but tomorrow’s will be a big one. Special thing tonight to tell you all about. Very excited about it, but also wondering if I can really survive it. Pretty sleep deprived … Continue reading

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Rekkedal

Was the name of the lady at the rental car place. REKKEDAL. The double K summons Viking ghosts, I said. She said “oh?” and didn’t even look up.  Her name sounds like “Wreck it all”.  Did she know that? “Yes”, … Continue reading

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