the rest of us went home angry

Drive By Truckers & Son Volt and slicing open my finger and bleeding all over my shoes, jeans.

Visiting other classes that teach similar subjects. More writers group action!

Driving down to Ashland,OR to spend a final weekend (for awhile) with a friend. It's that time of year. The students are rearing to go, they are almost off of their leash, the sun has returned, the skies are clear, and everywhere the sound and smells of fresh cut grass.

Hearing Rick Moody's short story, Albertine on the Ipod. Being sucked into stories again.

The itching of sutured bandages. The prose of Poe Ballantine, reading Guided by Voices Biography, eating Mexican food in the sun.

Heart Cooks Brain

Wedding Anniversary coming up.

The cat ate the cream, and James Joyce's Ulysses will never be finished. Maybe I'll never know what happens to Bloom, his kidney and the cat.

American Pretension is back!

Next year's teaching assignment is in: Digital Photography and Video.

Thoughts of swimming to go with our new kayaks. Summer bearing down on all of us, and we'll all squirm until June.

Lots of shows, family visits, forever it will be this way, the start of Summer, the celebration of Marriage. The sun beating down on my neck as I drive, drive drive..