honeydunce

photo w/ renee’s camera during our adventures in nyc, october 2010. an amazing day indeed.

I’m shoulder socket deep in writing. Two projects simmering on the burners and the third, the book, is boiling boiling boiling. Throwing strands of starch against the wall to see if they stick. I’m purposely filtering the majority of my energy into this endeavor. Been treating the brain right, sticking to what makes me feel […]

above: on the left, alzheimer brain; on the right, normal brain
“The brain isn’t as pretty when you get older–it’s just a fact…” …As my professor stated in the midst of our Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s lecture tonight. I knew what she meant. I knew what she was saying, yet still the statement adhered to the heart […]

I wrecked during my bike ride into work this morning. Lucky me: my face slammed against my arm and not the concrete. I just happened to fall in a way that kept me from eating the ground. My head still managed to get rocked, and when I sat up my surroundings spun, dizzy for certain. […]

In 2005, I went on a cruise. The thing I remember most about the trip to Bermuda and back is how my sleep schedule became somewhat of a joke. The picture above is taken just before breakfast started. Maybe 7am? I was at the tail end of alternating between milling around the ship and sitting […]

I turn twenty-nine in eleven days and I think I can say I’m ready, whatever ready means. I guess you do get to a point of self-tolerance–where after a while fighting the self is a battle beyond boring, and it starts playing out like choreography. You can call every move and motive, every self-inflicted injury. […]

muhammad ali & joe frazier, 2003
“It was easier to get Ali to pose than Frazier. Joe still resented all the torment Ali had caused him over the years. Ali had made all the money, too. Joe finally agreed to pose when we offered to go to his gym in Philadelphia.I knew it would be a […]

There are moments in your life that you can’t forget, because they’re everything you wake up for. You start another day for them, you connect for them, you create for them. They cover your heart like a layer of fat.
So what of these things: being anxious and nervous as you walk to the first […]

Driving through my home town at dusk, knowing my way better than I know anything. Stopping in the middle of the street to stare. Kissing two fingers and holding them out the window when I leave. Of course I’m sentimental for it, of course I come back and mourn what isn’t there anymore(the fact it’s […]