[Exploring all depths of life.]
On May 18, Michael John Heagerty and I sat on the steps CNY Jazz Central’s theatre, and we played a game of catch-up; it was a couple (maybe more) weeks of not seeing each other. At one point he made a note of my efforts to be more picture heavy social media platform Instagram. “You’re in love,” he…
Move over Murphy, if that’s your real name. A couple Thursdays ago, I was reminded on how romantic my faltering truly is. In part of this whole disconcerting characteristic is part-absentmindedness — I’ll often leave my wallet and sometimes even belt home — and part (a larger percentage) shit luck. Some times this luck can prove…
When the nice, summer weather was in full force — let’s say June — I spent a free evening at a NoExcuses interest meeting. Michael John Heagerty’s outreach evening to look for possible guides interested in giving future tours. Considering my schedule, knowing I couldn’t offer anything more than positive reinforcement… well, my presence was simply that. The guy has…
Remember those toys from when we were kids? Most of the specific toys being referred to were designed as cars. To play with them was simple — pull the car back for it to buzz and zip across the floor. I was a little indifferent towards them. The clicking sound was annoying to me —…
So, my last post at Syracuse New TImes was taken with offence. It’s not a bad thing, but it’s not a good thing. I have a heart and a conscience, but at the same time the writing is necessary to be honest. Some of the things that come out on the page come out dickish, which…
There is a curiosity to figure out how much weight can be carried. The responsibility, the baggage, the dwelling … All of it adds up to a stress that seems to linger and lag behind. Even the great aspects of life can take their tolls and join, add to the negativity and stress, because great aspects…
Daile over at KissMeOutOfDesire celebrated her second birthday of her blog — Happy Birthday! My fellow blogger buddy at both Kinani Blue and Syracuse New Times, Joe, and I grabbed an afternoon coffee yesterday and talked about writing progression, maturation, and defining our own abilities. And how did I get here? My archives date back to August…
