Monday, June 7, 2010

quite shorn

He faced the wall, afraid to turn around. The sound had startled him awake 30 seconds ago, and he'd hoped it would just stop if he made no sudden movement. From behind he heard "what is that?" coming from his wife.
"Shhhh." he replied, curtly.
He slowly put his feet on the ground as he uncovered. His first step was the hardest, but he was in the hallway, lightly floating toward the origin of the noise. At the end of the hall was an invisible wall of hot, steamy air. He peered around the corner to the kitchen and saw that the kettle was coming to a boil. He looked into the living room and saw a dusty boot jutting from the back of the rocking chair, planted on the footstool. The knot in his stomach ebbed once he saw the banjo sitting on the coffee table.
"What are you doing?"
"OH, hey, I thought you were out of town."

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Friday, September 25, 2009


check out the new blog: Wild Hare

here's some stories and photos of stuff i have done recently.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

It's not as easy as you might think. 

This week has been rough. I fell in love with Pocahontas, only to find out that she has been dead for about 300 years. It's cool, though. I can get over it. I have to get over it. She's dead. 

Saturday, August 9, 2008


"I made an album."

"The Hamsterpiece of Modern Gentlemen"

01. What did you say?
02. How many licks
03. Best burgers in town
04. Gavin
05. Going home
06. New taste in music/women
07. Let's take a cab
08. When are they coming home
09. That's expensive (I think)
10. I-95, North

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Swivel Chairs

The daylight ceased for only a moment, then, as the rain cleared, it appeared as if the rain had never come. Of course, leaving one's room, they might expect to step out into a rain-doused, cooled and refreshing temperature, however, as soon as I had stepped out into the sunny day, I retreated to the comforts of the indoors.

Someone once said that wasting your energy to publish romance, or at least compose it, is more cowardly than telling them you love them.
I believe that someone was correct.

Nothing is easier than watching stars, depending on where you are.

Dry creek beds gave us hunting grounds in summer,
Dead grass gave us a path in the winter,
Fallen leaves gave us forts in autumn,
Rains gave us mud in the spring.

The light left his eyes when I told him all was lost.

"I built 5 sand castles at the beach today!"
"That's great."
"Then Ryan and Trey ran down the hill and ran on top of the water!"
"I'm sure it only looked like they were running on top of the water."
"Then me and Luke went over to this part of the lake, and we could see catfish swimming, but we couldn't catch any of them."
"Have you ever noticed the size of Diane's boobs? They are probably the biggest things I have ever seen."
"Mark sure was drinking a lot of Keystone today."
"Yeah, I was a bit afraid to ride in the boat with him, but thankfully he wasn't driving."
"I've never seen anything like that! I wonder if they swim across the lake a lot, or if he is just lost"
"Don't go in the water when it storms like that."

Monday, July 14, 2008

Happy Man

it's hard to 
say goodby-

'Cuz, we're s-
o free, there'
s less to lose

It's nowhere