Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned by Wells Tower.
Get this book.
Just go get it.
Take yourself to the bookstore and physically get this. Get a muffin and coffee at some point too, make it a date you take yourself on.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Reading...
Everything Ravaged, Everything Burned by Wells Tower.
Get this book.
Just go get it.
Take yourself to the bookstore and physically get this. Get a muffin and coffee at some point too, make it a date you take yourself on.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Spiritual Journey
Spiritual journey. Epic fail.
"This is the first day of my new life," I said standing there on the early morning beach, hung the fuck over.
"I'll wade out and when the right wave comes, I'll dive under and let the water wash over me," I thought.
But knee deep I realized it was too cold for a cleansing. So I decided to walk instead. "Now" I declared to myself in real words, "Now I will find a special shell and will have a keepsake to commemorate the beginning of my new life."
But I walked a long way and couldn't find anything complete. I wanted a whole shell to represent, you know.
After walking a half mile I found a quarter-sized shard that was once the crown of a tiny whelk, only smoothed down. It looked a lot like a woman's breast. "This is something" and I picked that up.
A little further down I found a fragment from what I decided was a turtle egg. "Yeah, an egg shell is symbolic" and I picked that up.
But then I got depressed thinking how I would display these little things. I realized how pitiful they would seem to me laying on the dresser or in a wasabi dish or whatever.
Almost a mile in I threw them down and called it quits.
"This is the first day of my new life," I said standing there on the early morning beach, hung the fuck over.
"I'll wade out and when the right wave comes, I'll dive under and let the water wash over me," I thought.
But knee deep I realized it was too cold for a cleansing. So I decided to walk instead. "Now" I declared to myself in real words, "Now I will find a special shell and will have a keepsake to commemorate the beginning of my new life."
But I walked a long way and couldn't find anything complete. I wanted a whole shell to represent, you know.
After walking a half mile I found a quarter-sized shard that was once the crown of a tiny whelk, only smoothed down. It looked a lot like a woman's breast. "This is something" and I picked that up.
A little further down I found a fragment from what I decided was a turtle egg. "Yeah, an egg shell is symbolic" and I picked that up.
But then I got depressed thinking how I would display these little things. I realized how pitiful they would seem to me laying on the dresser or in a wasabi dish or whatever.
Almost a mile in I threw them down and called it quits.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Lost Colony
By the time John White returned to Roanoke Island in 1590, an outer bank of what is now North Carolina, the colony was completely empty. Everyone gone. He found the word "Croatoan" scratched into a tree trunk.
20 years later, John Smith would form Jamestown. But my people were the Lost Colony.
The Rosebuds Live @ The Hot Freaks! Day Party.
20 years later, John Smith would form Jamestown. But my people were the Lost Colony.
The Rosebuds Live @ The Hot Freaks! Day Party.
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