Posted on April 9, 2003 in Cats Grief Milestones
Tracy came home yesterday, via UPS.
Posted on April 8, 2003 in IRC/Chat War
I never stated that I lit fireworks when Americans die. I want our boys home, not in Iraq. Whoever is spreading that rumor is not to be trusted.
Posted on April 8, 2003 in Film
It deserves cult status, at the very least, and probably a viewing by thoughtful people who seek myths for our time.
Posted on April 7, 2003 in Reflections
Tonight, part of me is thinking “if such people didn’t come around when I was alive to say those things, fuck them. I don’t want them at my funeral.”
Posted on April 7, 2003 in Crosstalk Thinking War
When the sounds of the word “liberation” and bomb explosions coalesce, I cannot sleep: How can you liberate the dead?
Posted on April 7, 2003 in Pulmonary
I suffer all this — the sneezing, the itching, the doubts about my longevity –this because of the promiscuous, uninhibited sex life of weeds, trees, and shrubs.
Posted on April 6, 2003 in Peace
“I’m a pacifist,” an NRA enthusiast once told me. “That’s why I carry a gun.”