Friday, December 5, 2014
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Postcard #18: Old photos freak me out
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Friday, September 26, 2014
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Friday, September 19, 2014
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Postcard #1: Virgin
I would seriously delete Facebook if it wasn't for two things. 1) My wife wants me to remain on it and 2) so many other services and contacts are woven into it that it makes it impossible to separate the two.
I sent this one to my friend Jen Kirby. My first postcard of my new project. The reverse side of it is of a personal nature so I am not going to post it. Which I am sure will not be the last time. But I am hoping it will encourage some correspondence while at the same time encouraging me to write more.
If you would like to recieve a post card. I will need your address. So...contact me in some way.
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
APIWATCH: Sucxel
I really can not stand these classes i am taking. I don't know if its a deficit or failure on my part or if its the class itself.
I find the classes so utterly mind numbing and uninteresting. Then the only aspect of socialization for these online courses are so forced and empty.
I don't like this and i can barely justify doing it. It's all garbage. Everything.
Monday, February 10, 2014
APIWATCH: For Progress!
They came and obliterated all the trees along Pinebrook Rd. I suppose this served us because it reduces the chance a branch can fall and knock out powerlines. Nevermind that these trees concealed all the dilapidated and abandoned homes and apartments from the now defunct Fort Monmouth.
Excelsior!
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
APIWATCH: Schools out
Was at Brookdale Community College to buy a textbook. Found this on the ground in the parking lot. I want to make so many puns and test metaphors that they all sort of fall flat.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
APIWATCH: #14: closing time
Every night at 11 pm. I go to pick Samlee up. I watch the employees from the evening shift cross through the lobby on their way to their way out. the cars slowly crawl out of the parking garage cold exhaust breath against the backdrop of a cold wet rainy Tuesday night.
See you tomorrow. Same time same place.