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Jammed Gears

Dogs at a Bar

At AA Meetings we admit ones faults and short comings. Because some if not all of us are dysfunctional in some ways.

After a share, revealing a part of myself that describes a few of my many…faults or maladjustments if you will;

I was relieved of some anxiety and [We] decided to celebrate by smoking a cigarette after the meeting.

On the way to a fellowship, i.e. food;___

As I was coming down from admitting my faults and passed transgressions, a set (three) of women pass by. One of which with some exceptional legs.

[Our heads turn]

Delilah: “We need gum.”

Cat: “Go!”

Jeff floored the accelerator.

The hotrod had it’s tires spinning. Drifting… we spilled out the side.

We blew a gasket.

The rest of the group, i.e. Delilah, Gray; went seeking gum at the nearby bodega (corner store).

Granted, with the substantial loss of time, “Legs” and her friends were gone. Delilah, Gray and Cat went to the restaurant to meet the fellowship. After 2-hours of getting fat, ordering a fat plat with some fat salad, washed down with fat juice; Seth and Jeff return with our gum.

With the exemption of two pieces of gum that we share, we ate the whole pack. When I say the whole pack I mean fourteen pieces of gum. Spearmint after spearmint. Granted nobody wants to be “the guy with the breathe” but you have to be “the guy in their face” before you get to the breathe. See also Blow-a-Gasket, also ED Eating Disorder.



Photoshop CS6

It’s been a while since I have devoted myself to learning a program and Adobe Photoshop has won the prize. For the rest of the semester and for as long as I work in the arts I will become well acquainted with Photoshop and will begin creating my own designs and adjusting my own photographs.

Actually, there is a detour.

Running through the dark


Hunting for what remains/reminds me. Remains/Reminds me of _____…

And just when I think I found what I’ve [we] been looking for, It’s gone.

Roof top to roof top.

Peering over the allies. Searching, looking, hunting. For what reminds me of…[remains]…

There it is…ripped to pieces… shreds… it’s gone.

What’s that?!

From tree to tree, faster and faster

Deep in the forest. Through the allies and narrow streets.

Faster and faster.

Searching, hunting.

Deeper and deeper.


(writings are on past reflections 2/10/2008)