It’s one of those mornings.
Yesterday was full of energy, hiking and climbing.
Today, sun may burn off the fog and the clouds, or not.
I may end up doing a lot of moving work tonight, or not.
I hope you have a good day, mebe some egg toast, and recline on a couch in the sun (outside in a burnt out field optional).

Something for the road.
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Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man’s blood with cold.

for good behavior.

A long day of volunteer work, domestic bliss and uncertainty.
Kiss Kiss.
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Spider, my Spider.
tip toe, eight to go, over?
Auburn Hair and eyes.

It’s a little sweet and spooky.
Those pictures are coming I swear.

It’s just been one of those days.

I would love to kiss you.
The price of kissing is my life.
Now my loving is running toward my life shouting,
What a bargain, let’s buy it.

A theft of one long night spent mopping

has left him ragged raw raveged and blissfull.

he looks through closed eyes at  long nights and cold covers as comfort,

new oppurtunties and hope in day old coffee, tea leaves which whisper of

hip bones and the promise of  clavical certanties,

there is no bank note on the bed stand, or IOU in the chimney,

he sits and pries open a smile at possible moments and impossible evenings,

now clear and common.

If you loved Dr Horrible’s Sing A Long Blog, You Love this.

It May not be work safe, but it is definitely PG.

Nothing is definite. Everything is moving, all things are in flux. But the magic 8 ball says outlook is good!

A weekend in Pelican for the Board Walk Boogie. It was.. alright as these things go, but Spiritual Gathering of the Tribes etal was a deeper experience and any random weekend non-sense in Seattle was generally more fun (or that one time in Portland on the Boat). Mostly, it was a bunch of people I dont know, drinking more than they ought to have.

Like any good Internet smarty-pants I feel compelled to mention the Holy Father, the Infallible One has just Admitted the Power of A Higher Being, being  one Google!

Internet Smart-Asses of the World Rejoice!

If only the Pope had used the internet, he never would have had to explain why he (a member of the hitler youth) had un-excommunicated a holocaust denier.