Live from New Orleans


Exhausted does not mean CO2

Remember when the hippie connection used to work? When old friends could count on old friends– for a bed if not then a sofa, if not then a scrap of rig. No more. In the context of extreme strain we can meet in honesty only those who are willing to be as absurd– as lively– in the idea. Not [...]

Fat jailers with a grudge

Its been a year and a half since Ive written anything. I guess I stopped thinking that there was anything wonderful about all of this– this experience, this objective, this dream, these people these problems. Look at myself in the mirrow– red and puffy. My skin is tender. I hope that this is a zero [...]

Cafe on Jefferson

Im in a cafe on Jefferson and Magazine surrounded by the stench of foul salad. They bring it into the cafe so that they dont have to buy the salad from the barista. But of course they are liberal, these salad snobs. They bring it in tubs and mix in the vinegrette or frnech american [...]

I hate Wednesday, Thursday, Friday

Payday. Its starts Wednesday the attempt to get money into the account. And the run-around. Me:” Anyone have any money for me? Him: “Im sorry the overseas transfer hasnt cleared.” Her: “Oh I forgot to send it to the insurance company. I told you to submit it to the insurance company when we started.” Him: [...]