I’ve spent most of tonight going over all my old poems. And I mean, all of them. Everything I’ve ever written has been systematically dumped inside a “Poems” folder. Stuff that’s from my undergraduate days, saved as .wri Microsoft Write files. I went through and pulled out anything that I thought was worth working on,…
I’m getting home at a decent hour. But I’m simply not sitting/working in front of the computer much at all this week. Hell, I’m not even drinking much beer at all this week. I crack one open, but I seldom finish a whole one. Maybe it’s the winter, digging its claws into me. All I…
First time (for all of us), visiting the United Center. You know what’s better than 19th row tickets? FREE 19th row tickets. Emmett, making his way through the crowd. Poor guy – a bit later on, as he was dancing to some music (below), he ended up getting knocked down (and almost trampled) by someone…
I said no. I had no interest. But still, I was talked into going to see a Bulls game. I’m not crazyabout basketball (or crowds for that matter), but I’ve never been to a game. I’ve been told that I can’trenew my Chicago residency unless I’ve been. Some convincing taunts thrown my way: Ben: I’ve…
More notes scrawled on the city.
Man, that was some long hair I had back then. And that’s a cigarette, thank you very much. On the right is my friend Jim; to the left, a youthful looking Dave Fischoff.
Another project of mine is to start categorizing some images. I may still leave them stored in the same folders/structures, but grouping them together somehow would be nice. Thematically linked or some such thing. Like getting all my Halloween images together, or linking up all the separate images from that bit of found art I…
Cool idea, with some pretty fun images. Check out Signs of Life. I ended up submitting a few images; we’ll see if they get accepted. On looking back, I know I have a *ton* of these sorts of signs/photos. As I was digging through my files I came across those notes I found, where a…
So I made myself a salad tonight. And dammit if, not an hour afterwards, I’m hungry again. I’ve been trying to contain my snacking (I don’t really have any junk food around, so I’m munching veggies or drinking water). Now I remember why I don’t like salads: they don’t do anything. *sigh* This is going…
It’s been a slow few blog days, it seems. Sorry about that.
I feel fucked up and all over the place. The past few days, I’ve had trouble sleeping. Looking back, I’m blaming soft drinks at a late hour for my insomnia. But since the start of this week, I’ve come home feeling more listless than I have in a really long time. About ten minutes ago,…
Last night, I was tossing and turning for a good while. I got to bed around quarter to one, read until about 1:30, and didn’t really fall asleep until maybe 2:30 or 3. Gonna be an early night tonight, apparently. *looks at clock* *realizes it’s not even 8:00 PM yet* Jebus. We’re talking elementary-school early.
On my way home, I stopped into the corner store to pick up a soft drink. As I stepped off the curb, my left foot landed in a ginormous puddle of water. I began cursing my luck and got all grumpy with the world. Not 30 feet later, I noticed a car by the side…
It was open today. :)