Floatilla Photos

I just got home from a high school hockey game I attended with people from work. A coworker’s son was playing and our department decided to go check it out. Mainly, I went because they were going out to eat before the game. Being “single”, I don’t get to go out for an actual full-fledged…

I’ve been listening to CDs of the novel “A Long Way Down”, by Nick Hornby. I listen to a lot of books on CDs because of how much time I spend driving back and forth to and from work. “A Long Way Down” is about four people who meet on a roof in London on…

I figure it’s time for a “happy feet” photo. The Birkenstock photo is in honor of my sister SS. Sister SB and T, you just hush now! SS and I, we know what’s stylin’. We are groovin in our Birkys! Oh, yeah, that’s right. SS doesn’t like it when I try to make her out…

I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity. — Gilda…

It’s poetry month. I’m getting a late start. Don’t try to make sense of my poem. I’m not sure what it means myself. Perhaps an indication of how tired I am. I meant no harmI said to the windBlue jays cussedAs if to disagreeI’m searching for somethingMaybe identity, peace, a road mapWhat was and isIntertwined It’s…