Monthly Archives: January 2005

Ok, so, the fluctuations in Nashville weather have finally gotten to me and I am suffering a nasty bout of sinusitis. I don’t think I actually have a cold. Guinevere is sick too. She told me she might die. I hope she doesn’t die. I wanted to leave a link here for this great documentary. [...]

Before the words were separated, there were only sounds. There was only sound. Before the memories were written down. Before memories could be forgotten. I heard about the girl with the long hair and the cautious smile and the wings that grew from the points of her shoulders like sin and glory. I heard about [...]

Ok, so, This week I have seen some good films. The Jack Johnson miniseries on PBS (Unforgivable Blackness) was fantastic and the Best Ken Burns I can recall since the groundbreaking kabam of “The Civil War”. Johnson is well known to most folks who following fighting, but Burns’ illumination of those times and the people [...]

so often (a coffin) my mind closes around a cataract and sees only lack of vision. there is a schism between the thought and the acting. when will my violence take a perfect form and see through the dark eyes of the worm straight to the soft heart of corruption?

Ok, so, I got up early this morning to go to a broadcast of the NPR show “Michael Feldman’s What Do You Know” at TPAC as Niki had volunteered and offered me one of her free tickets (thanks Nik). Just as the show was about to begin I began to feel the first signs of [...]