summer’s coming, winter’s running …

song for the day: “summer’s coming” by sean watkins, from the album blinders on it’s still spring — a fact about which a friend and i were arguing the other day. but the days are getting longer, the air is heating up, the bugs are coming out, and vegetables other than cabbages are being harvested.…

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ashes, ashes

current tuneage: great lake swimmers, lost channels currently reading: deuteronomy just for the sake of clarification, this is what’s going on in my brain. no cancer, no tumor, no life-threatening condition (at the moment). the risk of something going wrong just increases 2% every year it goes untreated, so the likelihood of that happening would be much…

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lovely strangers

i remember him we never spoke much a simple question and answer sufficed valued items changed hands the exchange was at an end three minutes, tops yet my cheeks flushed and i stammered every time — i remember you you were fascinating black plastic glasses, unkempt hair, tattoo maybe your name was ben alex, johnny,…

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coffeehouses: blackdog

a good latte is hard to beat. tomorrow i’m meeting a friend before work (or school, in her case) at blackdog, one of our favorite local coffeehouses.  in kansas city we’re lucky to have a number of good coffeehouses — this one just happens to be close to both of us.  they serve very good…

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the long dark inexplicably thursdayish teatime of the soul

tea for breakfast in the morning like a good britisher before trundling off to work in the mist and mizzle that is thursday or was it tuesday but it doesn’t really matter because every morning and every day is the same and it’s only the nights that are different now but of course the weekends…

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