A.K.A. white man asks Mexican for help with his yard.
So Jessie and I are in preliminary discussions of how to fix my shitty yard. I promise I will take before pictures so you all can see, but for now we’re mainly brainstorming. Continue reading Pre-Adventures in Landscaping!
Young and insecure,
Constantly searching for:
Of feelings better forgotten.
So besotted; so taken
I faithfully deny unhealthy devotions,
Set in motion to distract and subtract,
From thought-worthy worries and woes. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #114 – 1 Good Reason
One leg quivers while
fingers fidget, urging you
to click the button.
Guess who’s back in the US?!?!
In case you haven’t seen the haiku I’ve been posting this week (with some very obvious riddles), the wife and I were in England for a wedding and some good ole R+R in London.
I managed to get some sweet pics of what I assume is Greenland on our flight from Reykjavik to Baltimore. I’ve seen plenty of documentary footage of the arctic, but flying directly over it with such a clear view of the terrain felt like I’d been transported to another world. Continue reading Friday Publishing-Day: Notes over Greenland
Some Say Love
It began with a kiss.
The way many betrayals do.
A lapse in judgment
that swiftly led to two. Continue reading Moonlit Musing – Semantics
Wide fields rimmed with trees,
with meadows free grow wild
as they once might have.
We took a stroll through Hyde Park yesterday on our way to the science museum. The beautiful weather helped make it our most enjoyable day in the city.
I blare the music
To ensnare my mind
To spare myself the memory
Of the mayhem you voiced tonight – Continue reading Misplaced Missive #210 – Background Music
collide on neat Baker Street,
a quaint deduction.
Wedding celebrations commenced yesterday, and my mini grad school reunion was a great time. Now, the wife and I are staying in west London. Can anyone guess which well-known residence we visited today?
Paving stone sidewalks
lead to an unknown town, but
Guess who’s in England! We arrived yesterday afternoon to attend my friend’s wedding tomorrow. This will be a reunion of several of my grad school friends, so it’s only fitting that the smaller town we’re staying in reminds me of Exeter.
Last night, Jessie and I had our first writing session since… she moved to Denver.
You see, we used to meet periodically with our laptops and notebooks at a little cafe in Columbia, MD to take notes, talk shop, and brainstorm about whatever writing projects we were working on at the time.
Now that Jessie lives in Baltimore and I live just outside the city, we agreed to find a new writer’s cafe. Continue reading Exploring Writing and Cafes in Fells Point