Beach Skull

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Things are good.



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I just got no way of getting right in my own head.






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I can't hardly sleep. Then I'm tired all day.

My head bone's broke.





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I love things like Carl Sagan's Cosmos. A reassuring, off-beat voice describing all of creation to me in a way that seems to make almost perfect sense. I love the show Nature. I love to watch television like Frontline and Nova.


"Here's the world..." they say. "Look at all of this wonderful stuff....


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It's enough to make you get off the chair and drop the noose for a second, just to see the world in that way.

I get the same feeling from reading Richard Siken's blog. I would make a link to it here, but I don't know how, so just go over there to your right, it's called "Aye, Wobot."

The guy's a fucking nut-job.


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I'm loving reading Kay's blog, too, "Una Maccia."

I'm right there with you, sister.

Sister Vex.

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And Rebecca. Always. I read her, the world comes into focus again. All jangly and wangly and electrified and smelling strange and oddly comforting that way.

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The Human Museum.


What the fuck is going on there?
I don't know. But I know I like it.


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I'm not going to list all of you. I'm too lazy. But goddamn if you don't make this world bearable. You light up its edges and the hot crazy center of it. In a world full of robot-brained boring empty shells pretending to be people, seeing evidence of real creativity and insanity and warmth and love and love and more love is enough to make it all worthwhile.


Or most of it, anyway.


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I came this close to deleting the blog today. I think my wires are all crossed up or something. Those wasps are eating away at my beautiful pear.

I just know it.



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My wife is my salvation. My wife is my salvation. My wife is my salvation. What kind of luck must I have to have found her and kept her all this time? Like the odds of life developing from some primordial swamp and four billion years later wanting to buy itself something nice at Old Navy.



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Okay, so right now I'm sending out good, good, good vibes to you.


In your hour of need.

In the dark corner of your soul I'm lighting a candle for you.

I'm holding your hand as we leap out the window together.



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