Thursday, May 25, 2017

 

"they tried to bury us.

 

They didn't know we were seeds."

 

(Mexican proverb?)

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

5/23/17

so, One of those large updates are in order,


but it ain't happening.


Instead & in short:


taught college for an academic year,

and ONLY an academic year.

finally spent that long period of time at home,

free of credit card debt, but unsure about future plans,


still a bit alone.


currently off the wagon with sugar, beef and eating at all times of the night.

also got my first prosthetic tooth a couple weeks ago.

:-/


at this moment: thinking about whether live-performed machinma is theatre and how that could have been introduced into my syllabus.


actors performing 3-d rotoscoping live?


surely someone has already thought of this....

Thursday, May 18, 2017

"It's like I gotta wash that brain…I gotta slap the society outta you."

 

 

 

  • Alicia "The Empress" Napoleon

 

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

"A man's got to get up and do something every morning…it's got to be  pleasurable to you and enjoyable to other people."

 

Ken

 

The Motorbike Show

 

S1: E4


Saturday, May 06, 2017

 

"Writing is the process of reducing a tapestry of interconnection to a narrow sequence."

 

 

 

 

Ted Nelson

Wednesday, May 03, 2017

Just humble. No brag.

 

 

As of today,

 

I,

 

for the first time in about 18 years,

 

have personal credit card debt.

 

 

(other)

 

From today on a country road:

 

"I'm too sensitive to be a human."

 

 

 

 

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Eye docyor.

Exam.

 

Pipils dilated.

 

Can't see what I'm typing.

 

 

(scene)

 

 

 

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

break fast.

Time off makes me fat.

And makes my back hurt, too.

I am unhappy when I can't ride.



Rain is mean.

Sunday, April 09, 2017

Filed under " Things it never occurred to you to wonder if you'd ever see in North Louisiana".

 

 

 

Friday, April 07, 2017

That strange sensation

When you KNOW somebody is standing behind you staring at your hair.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

It's a strange moment when you realize the process of shifting places in the mother-child relationship.


I miss a little bit when she used to tell me over the phone how to work from the DOS prompt.


Friday, March 24, 2017

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