Bret and I went back to the old place, gathered up the stray items, and then I asked him to do me a weird favor: go back to the car and leave me alone in the empty apartment for five minutes. He did, and, to my astonishment, I found myself actually *weeping*. I didn’t take […]
Archive for January, 2006
Saturday, Mary enlisted the aid of her husband, J.R.; two of their employees, Adam and Helen; and our friend Tom to help me move. No, that’s not quite right… What actually happened was, *they* moved me to the new apartment while I, for health reasons, mostly stood around and watched. Somewhere in the English language […]
Signed the lease on Friday. Mary, Bret, and I took the walk-through on Sunday. I like almost everything about the place except the green carpets. I’ve had green carpeting in my current apartment for six years. It’s supposed to be the color of life, but it just reminds me of jungle rot. Other that that, […]
Any artists or graphic designers out there who’d like to donate their services toward a new masthead for this blog? (A complete new WordPress theme would be even neater, but that entails a *lot* of work.) Just thought I’d ask…
I haven’t had much energy for tackling politics lately. Fortunately, Steven Grant has. Here’s a link to the political commentary section of his Permanent Damage column on the Comic Book Resources site. It’s scary stuff, and I agree with about 99% of it.
Yesterday, my friends Bret and Carol came over and we began packing up the apartment. Also yesterday, I paid a visit to the Adagio rental offiice and gave notice that I was moving out. As the complex is going condo and all the tenants have been asked to vacate, I found it odd that the […]
It was March of 2000 when the ex and I moved into this apartment complex, the Adagio. At the end of this month, I’ll finally be moving out. The place is going condo. Even if that weren’t the case, it was time. Actually, it was time at least a year ago. Maybe three. There aren’t […]
There are number of things I’ve wanted to write about — mostly personal, some political, plus a few odd thoughts about music and observations on comics — but I’ve been going through a couple of weeks where the words won’t hook up. Soon.