• I have really, really missed dancing. After my world came apart at the seams in 1998, my fear of dancing vanished like the night when the sun rises. But i have other things to do first. The week before last i ran a total of 10 miles; 2.5 miles every other day. This week i… Read more

  • my foolish heart

    Everyone knows about my love for Bill Evans. A few notes from him and my heart soars or sometimes plummets. Either direction and he can still drive me to tears. Your reaction may differ but there is so much beauty, pain and splendor in the first couple of minutes of this composition than most people… Read more

  • 30 minutes later

    Just to remind myself, this is why i’m going to the gym so much these days: I began this to trade one pain for another. I was going to cause serious harm to myself if i didn’t. I DO NOT get the “right” to use, “it’s in my genetics,” as a defense. A propensity towards… Read more

  • This isn’t even close to being one of my better works but i like that someone was able to get me to see how to draw my bees in a way other than straight-down. The back story is this is a painting i made for a woman that i will probably never see again (unless… Read more

  • typical conversation

    Shelly: good god. why are there still VGA ports on the newest IPS monitors???? me: why do chickens have nipples ? some things are just best left unquestioned, shelly. Shelly: well yes, you do have a good point. Read more

  • loss

    The principal of my school sent an e-mail with bad news.  One of our teachers lost control of his truck on a patch of ice on IH-84. While he survived, his seven year old son did not. Since the teacher is the head coach for our baseball program, his son was a school mascot of… Read more

  • silver age comics nostalgia

    I drove to Olympia, Washington a few nights ago to pick up about two thousand comic books for a friend of mine. She lives in Texas and her dad died earlier this year. He left his stash of comic books for her in his will. I drove up there, picked them up and brought them… Read more

  • A few days ago i wrote about how i was finally able to run… um, LUMBER like some obtuse, pasty marshmallow fuck for thirty fucking minutes on a treadmill. No, it wasn’t pretty but i did it, i did it, I DID IT ! On Thursday night/ Friday morning, my lungs decided to fuck me… Read more

  • that is debatable

    I recently found myself at Frys in Wilsonville. One theory is that bachelors have to go to Frys every few days or weeks, at most, to recharge their status as bachelors and that anyone that wants to maintain their geek credentials, boy or girl, are subject to the same irresistible draw (and the hollow promise… Read more

  • thirty minutes- finally!

    For the last several weeks, i’ve been spending more and more time in the gym. Some days i do some weights but most of the times that i go, it’s so that i can work on my cardio. I’ll start by doing some planks. I’m up to one minute for at least two of those… Read more