how i feel when erica is away

Emerson Junior High bike racks, circa 1974. Tom Elliott, Mark McEwen, Nicky Thompson, Joe Albertazzi.

Something you don't hear much anymore: "I'm in the book."

this ain't all it's gonna be, but for now it's all it is

When presented with a compsing assignment, it's not my instinct to immediately jump in and start creating. I usually do some research first. Listen to some things. Watch some things. Which is not a bad approach, unless you get stuck in that phase. Which does happen to me from time to time. So today I'm just going to plug in a guitar and make some noise. Enter into the unknown. See where that gets me.

“Wherever you don’t want to go, whatever that risk is, wherever the unsafe place is — that really is the gift that you have to give.” – Marina Abramovic​​​​​​​

just in case

FOURTH OF JULY, 2018 – Erica is mending some of my clothes. A wool shirt that was my dad's. A favorite pair of summer pants. In return I will clean the laundry room. Hugo singing along to Erykah Badu. Foggy again. Overcast. Supposed to clear up my mid-day. 

Mom circa 1974.

“I have been correcting the proofs of my poems. In the morning, after hard work, I took a comma out of one sentence…. In the afternoon I put it back again.” – Oscar Wilde

SEPTEMBER 26, 2017 - Walking Lily has become progressively more annoying. She meanders. An absent minded old lady. She stops to smell things constantly - in fact, being stopped is the main state of the walks: stopped with occasional going.

SEPTEMBER 28, 2017 - I was driving (engineering? conducting?) a train in my dreams last night and, of course, things were going horribly wrong, as is always the case in dreams. Do things ever go horribly right in dreams? That would be amazing.

When you hear somebody that you thought was cool talk to their dog in their special talk-to-their-dog voice and it’s so shockingly not in line with how you see them, and you try hard to not let it change the way you think about them, but it’s almost impossible.

I plan to quit while I’m ahead. As soon as I get ahead.

Rob, 1956

Tilden, Little Farm. circa 2000. Still one of Isabelle's favorite places.

JUNE 29, 2017 — I catch myself eagerly reading flyers hung on kiosks and bulletin boards, hoping to find what? I don't know. Something good. A breakthrough. The answer.

ROUTINES OF CREATIVE PEOPLE :: "I awake at 5:30, work until 8:00, eat breakfast at home, work until 10:00. At about 5:30 I numb my twanging intellect with several belts of Scotch and water. Then I cook supper, read and listen to jazz. I slip off to sleep at ten. I do pushups and sit-ups all the time." - Kurt Vonnegut

another mystery slide. don't know who the couple is, they could be someone's great grandparents by now.