Category: Pondersome

  • Let’s get small

    Surveillance photo I got stuck on the Bloggies Award site the other day. The sheer amount of folks that are self-publishing on the web is beginning to astound me. It’s much too much for my small head to think about this very moment. It is Friday, and a beer never sounded so good.

  • Conversing

    Sweep sweep sweep I so wanna work at a parking garage sometime, collect money, sweep the stairwells, and read my paperback in the lulls. The long and often lulls… …with a comfy stool to sit on…and a mouse that comes to visit that you feed crumbs.

  • This party in my head needs eggnog

    Hmmm, my neck needs shaved Sometimes, it’s so easy to examine others, their lives, work, family, relationships… It’s so easy to look and see what appears to be the natural solutions or actions they should take to get over humps. It’s split second, almost, in plain sight. I recently was thinking of a friend and…

  • Hairline documentation 2003

    I didn’t have the gumption to slick it back for proper measurment I could quote Rush, but I won’t.

  • Gray day

    Along the route between Columbus and Cincinnati The sky was dull like weathered clapboard on a farmhouse. This is the part of the year I used to dread the most, the gray skies. I don’t seem to notice them as much anymore. It’s like I’m on some anti-depressant that spaces me out. My eyes gaze…

  • Bamboo

    Sunshine on my bamboo makes me happy I can only grow one thing, er, let me rephrase, I can only not kill one thing: Bamboo. I don’t let this bother me, because I am not very good at many things, and there are others that do them very well. It’s the blending of our talents…

  • Rainy drive home

    View through the windshield The wind is HOWLING here, moving bits of the house around that aren’t attached very well. The rain comes and goes. I wish I could record sounds with decent fidelity. Work was good mid-Ohio. Drove back listening to a mix CD in the works, deciding that three songs need to be…

  • Consistency, yay.

    Green light. Bland caption. In my effort to concoct some visual notation to accompany daily postings, I’ve found myself at a bit of an intersection. Perhaps this was because I saw this weblog and felt a few things: Maybe I don’t need to post daily. Perhaps I should only post when I have something to…

  • An intervention

    Time out Heather caught me online this morning, before I made it to the studio. She said it was too nice a day, we should “work” from her house. Dave was indifferent and agreed to play along. So I picked up a McGriddle and made my way out to her countryside abode. I was suspicious…

  • Almost a thirty second fall

    It’s going by so fast I’m beginning to find a slight zen on my 100 mile commute between Cincinnati and Columbus. I suppose it will get old, as the leaves disappear completely, but for now, I’ll savor. It seems as though the trees that were green two weeks ago are a lot more bare. There’s…