Wednesday, July 23, 2008


Two groups of people that I try to stay in contact with are middle school students and skaters. Neither group controls much.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

On the Rood Again.

Listen! The choicest of visions I wish to tell,
which came as a dream in middle-night,
after voice-bearers lay at rest.

I am going to Montana, and as a previous saint once said, "Let's go with him, that we might die too."

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Going for a walk.

I may have found a new friend. Up the street from where I found the last sticker, this little dude stuck his head out from the noise of Division.