Monthly archives: January 2009

t minus eleven hours and counting

Tomorrow at this time, this lovely lady and I will be sitting in the same room, drunk on champagne. Probably for the third or fourth time that day. My arm will probably also be black and blue, from pinching it to make sure that I’m not dreaming and that we really are about to spend two months touring together and writing zines and having crazy ridiculous frozen sleeveless hobo adventures.

Best first line ever. Filmed by Aaron Miltenberger.

you can’t kill the rooster

The rooster woke us up this morning. Cock-a-doodle-do, cock-a-doodle-do, COCK-A-DOODLE-DO, he said. I rolled over in bed, trying to block the noise out with my pillow, imagining putting an end to him and my veganism right then and there and going after him with the axe. Cock-a-doodle-DO, COCK-A-DOODLE-DO, he repeated at ten-minute intervals. Mars groaned. I groaned. Then one of our neighbors started chopping wood. Nothing to do but get up and start drinking coffee.
It’s the second round of chickens we’ve had living here. The first went with the hippies to the [...]

time to start breaking those resolutions

The new year has sprung, and with it, winter. There is snow on the ground, and I smell like burning wood, like wood stove, like warm winter nights curled up under three down blankets with a pile of books.
As I ball up pieces of newspaper to start the fire again, random headlines catch my eye. Why 2008 Was a Great Year. Money Troubles in the NPD. Low Stock Prices Expected to Continue Into 2009. Somalian Pirates Arrested. Neo-Nazi Tried for Attack on Leftist Summer Camp. Germany Prepares for Climate Change. Seven Hundred [...]