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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 [...]

A Year’s Prospectus

By jelewis8 ⋅ August 7, 2006 ⋅ 3 comments

I returned from San Francisco last night around 11:20, after a grueling drive back along the 5. Driving there is like waking up from a wonderful dream. Driving back is the long wait of horrible anticipation before brain surgery. And it’s not just San Francisco. Any drive of four or more hours has a special [...]

Flight Envy

By jelewis8 ⋅ June 20, 2006 ⋅ 3 comments

It’s that time of year again, when the sun and blue sky begin only after a sullen morning of grey, as if it’s beneath their dignity to stick their heads out from under the cloud cover until they’re sure everyone’s up and has had their Starbucks enema and can now appreciate the hard work that [...]

An Excess Of Machine Deaths

By jelewis8 ⋅ May 22, 2006 ⋅ One comment

If you’re like me, you are surrounded by a battery of technology and mechanical hardware that, in typical 21st century fashion, goes belly up at the worst possible moment. And like plant pheromones signalling others of its kind, there seems to have been a broadcast transmitted to all my creature comforts, causing them to fail [...]

Pinsching Myself Awake

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 22, 2006 ⋅ Post a comment

Do you ever notice in dreams how if you’re running, you can never quite run the way you know you’re capable of running? You’ll be trying to escape from a crazed serial killer, or a giant doberman pinscher, or a crazed serial pincher, and your legs. Just. Won’t. Go. They’re like jello settling into concrete, [...]

Islamofascism Vs. Faux Christianity: What’s Scarier?

By jelewis8 ⋅ March 1, 2006 ⋅ One comment

I had a triple shot medium latte today, which is three times more than my normal daily dosage. A little later on, I drank a large Coca Cola. And then the shaking, which was a fun experience… If they ever want a Parkinson’s simulator at a museum of unnatural health, the triple ought to do [...]

The Way Things Should Be

By jelewis8 ⋅ January 19, 2006 ⋅ 2 comments

Some days were never meant to wake up. They should just throw the covers back over their heads and sleep until 10. Today was one of those days, which is why I slept until almost 9. I’ve developed a new and superhuman habit of waking up at a fairly regular time of about 8AM, give [...]

C’était un Rendezvous

By jelewis8 ⋅ November 10, 2005 ⋅ Post a comment

August, 1978. Paris, France. The city and its denizens were waking up slowly, as they always do. In the corner cafes and street markets, bread was being baked, coffee was being poured, and several married people were waking up with people other than their spouses, and were slipping their clothes on hurriedly, though quietly, so [...]

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 [...]

The Empire Strikes Back

By jelewis8 ⋅ September 21, 2005 ⋅ 3 comments

The lesson for today is: Do not oversleep, lest ye become the victim of a perfidious city’s malfeasance. At 8:15 this morning I became a statistic, which says that within your first two months of living in Los Angeles, you will A) receive a speeding ticket; B) receive a parking ticket; or C) get into [...]

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