-PRESS-

check out the new blog: Wild Hare

here's some stories and photos of stuff i have done recently.

Apache House

Voices of OK

It's not as easy as you might think. 

This week has been rough. I fell in love with Pocahontas, only to find out that she has been dead for about 300 years. It's cool, though. I can get over it. I have to get over it. She's dead. 

Duel!

"I made an album."

"The Hamsterpiece of Modern Gentlemen"

Tracks:

01. What did you say?

02. How many licks

03. Best burgers in town

04. Gavin

05. Going home

06. New taste in music/women

07. Let's take a cab

08. When are they coming home

09. That's expensive (I think)

10. I-95, North

Swivel Chairs

The daylight ceased for only a moment, then, as the rain cleared, it appeared as if the rain had never come. Of course, leaving one's room, they might expect to step out into a rain-doused, cooled and refreshing temperature, however, as soon as I had stepped out into the sunny day, I retreated to the comforts of the indoors.


Someone once said that wasting your energy to publish romance, or at least compose it, is more cowardly than telling them you love them.
I believe that someone was correct.

Nothing is easier than watching stars, depending on where you are.


Dry creek beds gave us hunting grounds in summer,
Dead grass gave us a path in the winter,
Fallen leaves gave us forts in autumn,
Rains gave us mud in the spring.


The light left his eyes when I told him all was lost.


"I built 5 sand castles at the beach today!"
"That's great."
"Then Ryan and Trey ran down the hill and ran on top of the water!"
"I'm sure it only looked like they were running on top of the water."
"Then me and Luke went over to this part of the lake, and we could see catfish swimming, but we couldn't catch any of them."
"Have you ever noticed the size of Diane's boobs? They are probably the biggest things I have ever seen."
"Mark sure was drinking a lot of Keystone today."
"Yeah, I was a bit afraid to ride in the boat with him, but thankfully he wasn't driving."
"I've never seen anything like that! I wonder if they swim across the lake a lot, or if he is just lost"
"Don't go in the water when it storms like that."

Happy Man

Sometimes

it's hard to 

say goodby-

e.  

'Cuz, we're s-

o free, there'

s less to lose

It's nowhere 

new. 

Flume

I inherited my laziness. I have always just been the fly on the wall, waiting for the sun to rise. I can make the sun rise. I never know when it will set. 

Someone once told me that the key to happiness was to be happy, but I think they were lying. I miss her so much. 

---

I saw her shadow on the beach today. I just watched it move across the sand like a black  ghost. She walked along the shoreline, picking up stones, enjoying the bright rays of the sun. Her skin was milky white from hiding herself from the cold, spring air. Her hair lay flat and long, being pushed around by the salty wind. She fearlessly faced the warm glow of the sun and spread her arms wide-open with her eyes closed. She embraced the lovely light and the wind blew her hair to the side. She was in love again. So was I. 

I watched her dance with the wind and water and sun a few moments longer until I thought my heart would burst. I laid back and enjoyed the sun for myself. She came back to the blanket we had on the beach and kissed me on the shoulder, just as the sun had. 

Sandy

If it wasn't for the aching ribs, he may have been able to complete the cartwheel he had attempted. Instead, he sat slouched on a folding chair, grasping at his sides as if he was applying pressure to a deep wound at his side. His appearance may have resembled Jesus, the European version with the spear-sized hole in his side, had he not been balding, wearing sneakers, and beardless. As it was, he resembled more of a Hungarian. Was Jesus Hungarian?