There are no bad hair days.


Just good hat days.

Weekend Warriors

And our best friends.


The writers weren't kidding when they said all good things must end.
But then, some things are far too good

far too good to let go.
Some things and some lives are cut too short, too soon.

You never try to make the best of your time when you think you have plenty of it.

rest in peace, because your life was always in chaos.
Casey Calvert 1981-2007

playing with the type and alignment.

Perhaps leaves fall simply

to carry away all that we
thought we needed to say.

And perhaps trees in this way
purify themselves each
year knowing that there is

No thought so large that it
cannot be written on the
smooth, plain surface
of but a single

leaf.

I'm straggling already again. Like my feet are 10 paces behind the speed I want to go.
Dragging ass instead of hauling it.


This girl today was rocking socks with flip flops like it was a completely unakward thing to do. I thought that was fantastic.