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– Still getting into the routine of regular posting. It’s difficult, because while I can access Blogger from work, there’s a firewall that keeps me from getting into Here Is No Why. Anywaze…
– Last Wednesday I gave Jeff Allen, my seminar instructor, the first chapter of Adrift on the Mainstream.

– It’s beautiful out. I’ll write more later. I hope you’re enjoying your week.
– The Navy Yard pictures work now.

PICTURE OF THE DAY
Exploding Dog: I Think I Broke It.

LINK OF THE DAY
The Straight Dope Message Board.

#1. After having fallen off the charts for the better half of a decade, Flint is back within reach of medals for violence and atrocity; it’s the second most violent city in the nation (population 100,000), ranked only after St.

I recently included the following in an email to a friend, and the state of writing today. It isn’t pessimistic so much as presently dissatisfied. Please, agree or disagree; I want to have a discussion about this:

Something I’m particularly to talk with you about, with the benefit of all this new and delicious knowledge is the distinction between “experimental” and “traditional” art/writing, because it goes back to the turn of the century, and I really think it’s about ready to be outgrown.

– Yesterday was unexpectedly exciting. In the morning, Jess decided not to wear her costume to work, and of course, she’d talked me into the effort in the first place, so naturally I wasn’t going to wear a costume. Work went well; right now they have me hyperlinking the online database for The Dictionary of Chemistry.

New York City, First Quest, First Installment

THE NAVY YARD NEIGHBORHOOD

While neighborhood is emphatically important in New York City, boundaries and perceptions are not as strictly set as in Chicago. The city evolves at a much faster pace, with demographics sometimes leapfrogging each other.

– Weekends have been quiet. On Friday, Jess fixed us a delicious roast. On Saturday, I attended my workshop on “innovate fiction” and later, Jess and I went into Manhattan to pick up supplies for her costume. I missed church on Sunday, but we carved pumpkins and roasted the seeds.

Follow links to learn about adventures and blue skies…

THE STATE OF BLUE SKIES FALLING

BLUE SKIES FALLING, LOOKING BACKWARDS
Baggage and Autobiographical Junk.
The Fourth Cycle in Review, Years 24-26: August 2001 – June 2004.
The Fourth Cycle in Review, Year 27: June 2004 – September 2005.

As of 30 October 2005.

I’ve been working on the blog somewhat industriously these last two months, but more in the sense of chronicling and archiving what’s been happening in Jess and my lives the last couple months and years.

THE YEAR of the SYNCHOPATED SAILOR ends on

1. DES’REE. Kissing You.

After proposing to Jessica in the summer sunlight the dim windowlessness and office oppression of Neurosurgery seemed stifling; a thing beneath me. I counted down the days til my assignment was done, because I felt the resentment on my back wherever I walked, and I there were several conflicts.