December 2011
1 post
I got to thinking
I got to thinking. Great first words, usually the start of an unabashed rambling narrative of naivete. They’re the beginning to monologues fueled by evenings of recreational drug use. The kind of stories that have no concise sense of ending.
There I was in the shower and I got to thinking. The great think tank of the western world: the shower. How many breakthroughs, brainstorms,...
November 2011
2 posts
A telephone conversation with John Fahey
There was a last cigarette left smoldering in the ashtray, strands of smoke dancing towards the ceiling. The needle found its way towards the center of America. Slow notes plucked growing and glowing raw in the dim light of evening. The rain’s percussive pitter-patter punctuated the weekend. I sat head spinning looking for something to say. There must have been a story that needed retelling....
July 2011
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