Thursday, January 31, 2019

12:02am

its 12:02am and sleep is not even a near possibility at this point. what is wrong? why? how? when? 

Tuesday, January 29, 2019

its 12:37am

why?! why is it 12:37am?!

Thursday, January 24, 2019

colds

after laying in my bed and staring at this ceiling for hours, I grudgingly came to the conclusion that im actually quite sick.  

Wednesday, January 23, 2019

this is the life i chose for myself



tonights dinner

1.22.19

Mediterranean pasta, old customers, dead breaklights, dead batteries, shirtless free labor guy, stolen glass of wine.

Monday, January 21, 2019

23% less

23% less but not 23% less

Sunday, January 20, 2019

patriots 37 - chiefs 31

oh cool, another superbowl appearance.

yaaaaaaaawn.

Saturday, January 19, 2019

n shore 1.19.19

bigger than I expected waves, tendency of pitching into shallow water in close outs. didn't die so it was a good session.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

Clemson's football championship celebration dinner at white house

Black butler serving McDonalds french fries to some victorious white guys at a "formal dinner" at the Donald Trump White House during a government shutdown with Abraham Lincoln looking on. 

yep yep yep. 



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Tuesday, January 15, 2019

my face when....

I get a text and it's not from who I want the text to be from. 

Monday, January 14, 2019

Mongolia pre-funk

shit just got real real, real quick


Wednesday, January 9, 2019

7 till 5am

went to bed exhausted at 10pm expecting a nice 9 hours of sleep until the 7am alarm clock. 

nope.

body decides it wants to wake up at 5am after its normal insufficient 7 hours of sleep. apparently i've trained my body to think that 7 hours of sleep or less and feeling tired everyday is normal.

I'm not asking for nice things. just some sleep is all.


it's difficult for me, Maggie. very difficult for me to imagine that.

Monday, January 7, 2019

Am I An Adult Now?

my face when i saw it





 
My newly acquired Lost in Translation screen print from an art gallery. I love it.

Friday, January 4, 2019

eulogy

who will take the time
to stop and say goodbye?
who the eulogy will make cry?
or will everyone's eye stay dry?

wistful laughter at old favorite stories retold,
or dreaded silence and pretend sadness unremarkable?

checking watches for time appropriate to leave,
leave properly but not a second more than necessary

i meant nothing to you, and you less to me
but come anyway to say nice things
 and bless me please before i sleep.