Stop the food, People!I am strung out on carbs and sugar. Honey. The good sugar. Quinoa and Wasa crackers and pita bread. The healthy carbs (in my mind). The butters, peanut and almond. I’m out from under ...
Read More →Dispatches
Apocalyptic Hounds.
I didn’t watch, Folks. I never do. I rarely have any idea who is playing. It’s not on purpose. It’s profound how much one cannot know when one has zero interest in something. It’s not even on my radar and ...
Read More →No More Ice Cream.
Peanut butter, PeopleI’m in trouble. The food. It doesn’t stop. More ice cream has been sent. Right when I extricate myself and get away, it pulls me back in. And peanut butter. Peanut butter can go fuck ...
Read More →These Bugs.
People!It is the time of plague and PTSD and I guess just straight up TSD to be honest. We are living in it. The futureless now. What will fill this vacuum, both good and bad?I guess all nows are ...
Read More →End Run Fantasy.
Pressure, People.Jesus, the buildup to the events of this week have been overwhelming. Both the good and the bad. The FACT that the King Chaos Pig Trump leaves office in actual full on ignominy is so ...
Read More →Meditating.
Fuck, I’m always anxious, People. Every morning I wake up on the edge of a cliff wondering whether or not I can find the bridge to my day. Oh, and the ground is shaking. And it’s raining and windy. No one ...
Read More →The Tea Leaves.
Jesus, let’s get on with it, People.Anxious as fuck. The unknown has taken on new dimensions of unknownness and I’m fucking aggravated and anxious. Shit, sorry. Happy New Year. How was the transition for ...
Read More →The Mountain and the Desert.
People!Did you make it through round one of this holiday season? Are you okay? Ish? Did you get what you wanted, what you needed, what you asked for? Is there anything that will make it okay ever again? ...
Read More →As We Age.
Holidays approach, People.I have no plans. Zero. I guess I really never pay much attention to the holidays. Other than realizing everything generally slows down and there’s a quiet to the world between ...
Read More →Connecting.
Action, People!Working. Making movies. On location.Being on set has been great. BEING AROUND PEOPLE AGAIN. So good. Scary? Yes, at first. I have surrendered to my decision though. Or else I wouldn’t be ...
Read More →Lines.
When is the fucking circus leaving town, People?I’ve had enough of this big top of grift and all the malignant clowns, freaks, dumb dumb cultists, religious fanatics, conspiracy addled white supremacists ...
Read More →Kid Me.
Getting centered, People!I didn’t mean to yell that. Maybe I did. Like, ‘hey, shut the door!’ It seems I’ve somewhat exhausted my expansive, sometimes porous boundaries. I put a lot of myself out there, ...
Read More →A Balanced Diet.
Stay home, People!By the time Christmas comes around it will literally be snowing virus. That’s not a metaphor. It will actually be snowing Covid. The thing I don’t understand is that most of us complain ...
Read More →I Have To.
Goddammit, People! I’m still me. I plow along through the terror of the times, politically and virally. I deal with the evolving state of my grief and find some room within it to be grounded. I am ...
Read More →Sweet Relief.
Oh, sweet relief, people. Thank you. Thank you all. The pig president is on his way out in a slumped waddle. I don’t know if what I feel is hope but I am no longer filled with terror every second and I ...
Read More →See You All on the Other Side.
Vote, People!I know I don’t have to tell you all that. You know. This is the last couple of days…of the free world. Possibly. I’ve done what I can. I voted. I gave money. I tried to comfort myself and ...
Read More →Sweets.
I can’t take it, People. Just saying. I can, obviously. Man, it’s tough though. I never feel well. Physically. I get tested for Covid like every other week. Even though I am painfully ...
Read More →Culture-Shifters.
Another week, People We’ve adapted. We are living this life, masked, isolated, nervous, strapped. Because it is all so immediate and truly traumatic there is no way to reflect on what is happening ...
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