BurningbirdGrant me a modicum of patience on a continuing dialog about an Iraqi invasion. I’ve had a headache for the last few days that is becoming more and more demanding of my attention, so I’m giving it its way. My way of saying that I’m just not up for this tonight.
To all whom I’ve managed to offend, piss off, antagonize, and otherwise singe fully with my firey feathery wings in this last year (‘ware the embrace of the Bird–she’ll fry you), you can rest assured that tonight the fates are avenging you. Can’t sleep and am in a world of misery with marks of Missouris […]
If the sunset could speak I’m sure it would say: ‘Here i am, the end result of a day’s effort. I am the sum of all the light that goes before, gathered together by me with occasional rays breaking forth as I stuff it, screaming and clamoring, into the box named night. I am the […]
Gary awakened in me a nostalgia with his compelling description of a cold afternoon and a wait for a ride home: She’s here. One minute early, you smile and grab each other closely by the arm for warmth and then briskly walk off into the crowd telling tales of the day. Before long you’ll be home, eating, […]
Snippets: “During that weekend, I came to the realization that I’ve been mulling over ever since: a lack of money is hindering the growth and potential of blogging. Free — or personal — blogging can only take us so far.” … “By paying great bloggers to produce weblogs, we remove economic constraints and enable […]