Archive for August, 2005

The Scene As I Understand It

Thursday, August 11th, 2005

1.
The local time is 6:53
and I don’t know what time zone we’re in
but the beer garden beckons and today I’m not doing much
but mixing my metaphors and sleeping on airplanes.
Maybe I should start by explaining:
This is not a poem of sex and tragedy, heat and promise.
This is not a poem of vodka and tonics, babies […]

Out of the box and into the mug

Monday, August 1st, 2005

Last weekend in JP was awesome. Great weather, good trips, some awesome enchilada’s on Sunday–Puerto Rico rocks as well. But from walking around near my house on Saturday, you’d have to think something was broken. There were just way to many tools.
I love where I live. Residents are friendly; they hang […]