The city is supposed to be 100+ plus today. In June. Maybe this will be the way things are from now on. I had a perfect night last night. My living room was cool and comfortable, lit by just my … Continue reading
Category Archives: journal
Difficult night in the neighborhood and I’m groggy. The place can get very noisy, sometimes rowdy, depending on what the excuse is. This time, it was Memorial Day weekend. Despite the fact that the Memorial Day party started on Friday … Continue reading
Last minute traveling is OK by me. I’m tired right now, but being suddenly on a bus, headed somewhere for some purpose is a nice feeling. I wonder if I’ll ever get tired of it. Sometimes I think back to … Continue reading
My first real guitar was the Ibanez Xiphos. It was a perfect starting point– narrow neck, neck-through and string-through design, and maybe most importantly for my playing, two ceramic dimargio DeActivator pickups– very hot. I have it tuned to Open-C … Continue reading
Rainy mosquitos last night. A bug-netted hammock in the room would have made everything fine. Here’s me a couple weeks ago: I had to keep the window open because it was too hot, that’s how the skeeters infiltrated. I have … Continue reading
I went to watch Transylvanian black metal band “Negura Bunget” play on Friday night in a small venue called Cameo in Fuckface Town (previously called Williamsburg, and now the zombie epicenter of Brooklyn and NYC in general). It was their … Continue reading
Training. My body is coming back into good form and it’s a relief. Getting fast again, getting accurate again. Not going too hard too fast, but having an easy time readjusting to contact. Wrestling is super light but striking is … Continue reading
Away
So, this is my last post for a while. I’m taking a big trip and will be back near the end of March. It’s for a side project and also just to get out of here. It’ll be a real … Continue reading
My morning walk to work will be hard to give up, when that day eventually comes. Coffee in hand, sun on left-face, bluest of blue skies, slow 20 minutes up Riverside Drive and across at 116th. It’s not the New … Continue reading
On Friday, I stayed in the office until probably 11p, putting the finishing touches on my 1st response paper. It turned out mediocre, but that’s because I really forced my argument. These days I’ll take any opportunity to acquaint people … Continue reading

