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The Music My Car Makes

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 5, 2007 ⋅ 2 comments

Monday. A time for speculation, gray matter scratching, pondering, waking up slowly, and meandering inside the comforting and familiar space of a coffee shop. At least, that’s what most Mondays are to me. Not today. Took one of the roommates to work in Van Nuys, due to his car being out of commission. The drive [...]

Back On The Fritz

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 20, 2007 ⋅ Post a comment

I swear I think the days are getting shorter, not longer. It’s not because I’m getting taller. I’ve measured, and I’m holding steady at 6′0. And it’s not because the sun’s dying, as is posited in the new Danny Boyle film Sunshine. I know for a fact that the sun is pretty young, by star [...]

Heading to the North Country

By jelewis8 ⋅ September 15, 2006 ⋅ One comment

I’m going out of town this weekend. I know, I know, you’re thinking when does he not go out of town. The truth of the matter is, more often than I’m willing to admit to myself. Except that by typing that, I am acknowledging the fact, thus an admission has been made, and so my [...]

Macarena Party

By jelewis8 ⋅ February 2, 2006 ⋅ One comment

What is more rockin’ than receiving a Christmas package in February?
I’ll tell you: Midgets wearing sombreros. But beyond that, nothing beats tearing into that brown box filled with Christmas cheer. Receiving a late gift is like rewinding back into the previous year for a moment in time, and all the foibles and follies of that [...]

Life of a Bum

By jelewis8 ⋅ October 12, 2005 ⋅ 2 comments

I hate Wednesdays. More appropriately, I hate what Wednesdays bring. I got another “street cleaning” ticket. I think the trick to not getting tickets is to own your own driveway. That’s what really steams my gourd. We’ve got two spaces in a garage and I didn’t use the one that’s currently available, leaving it to [...]

Poetry For the Insomniac

By jelewis8 ⋅ September 27, 2005 ⋅ One comment

I can’t sleep. I don’t know why. I overslept this (yesterday) morning by an hour, waking up at nine instead of eight. Maybe that’s the culprit.
I find times like these to be the best for inspiration, especially in the poetry department. I often can bang a couple out that may or may not reflect my [...]

Because I’m Too Busy Today

By jelewis8 ⋅ June 8, 2005 ⋅ Post a comment

You probably won’t learn drums on this, but you might successfully drive your roommates/spouse/SO crazy, if they’re around.
Could I have been anyone other than me?
Via Reality Carnival

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