November 1, 2003
a seven point dream.
November 2, 2003
switch up the frosting.
an impulse/burst of life.
November 3, 2003
a light citrus marinade.
November 4, 2003
i'm not going to write about what i did today, i did this, then that, bla bla bla. other people can record that. but i'm the only person that can record my feelings, my thrivings, my longings. and that's what i'm going to write about.
November 5, 2003
out like a rock in the lake.
November 6, 2003
why grr when you can rawr.
raspberry shortcake in my pants.
November 7, 2003
sweet ninja of the nasty.
November 8, 2003
lunar eclipse, woohoo.
don't make me get all lunar up on you.
November 9, 2003
to be me, to see me, now and forever on.
the lilacs of mary in an autumn dream of recollection.
November 10, 2003
subliminal bliss.
November 11, 2003
trying to do what i can with the day.
fruits come in all shapes, sizes, and colors.
November 12, 2003
tales from the cript, oops, i mean pie.
November 13, 2003
this just isn't.
November 14, 2003
i don't care what words my tongue rolls, i don't care what path my feet stroll.
November 15, 2003
the greatest part about cheese is when your teeth sink into it and you can hear the cheese scream.
November 16, 2003
tally 'em up boys.
November 17, 2003
sleep the good dream and wake the good...huh, sphincter says so, as do the billy bobs.
November 18, 2003
i could go for some more h2o.
November 19, 2003
the streak ends at a score of 30-23, and as i predicted a 14 point defeat 28-14.
November 20, 2003
while the sun is rising.
November 21, 2003
a single rainbow cloud.
November 22, 2003
kick some toe.
there is no appropriate journal. no appropriate words. no appropriate picture. just one appropriate person. my dear friend bob who sits in jail. i pray for him. and i received a letter from him. his small cartoons. and in the middle of the second page a detailed drawing of christ with a thorned wreath on his head and tears rolling from his eyes as if he was frowning on bob's actions. and on the sides bob said he was repenting a lot. as always a level of deep insight that goes unheard and uncredited. well, my friend, i'm listening. one of the finest.
November 23, 2003
kickin' it like a fetus in it's mother's womb.
November 24, 2003
counting the inches.
November 25, 2003
for my best friend and all the prayers.
November 26, 2003
give me an r.
give me an a.
give me a w.
give me a r-a-w-r.
because bugsy's back in town.
November 27, 2003
after eight months i can find a little serenity, a litte peace, at home where all is familiar. amen on this thanksgiving.
November 28, 2003
i don't know where i'm going, but i'm sure the hell getting there fast.
November 29, 2003
those kids of mayhem.
November 30, 2003
chasing the van.
