Category: life

  • The Dogs of War

    This year has cost me in a couple of ways. Earlier in the year I got robbed of something that I’m still feeling, or more precisely, feeling without. Good things eventually came, but it was almost too little too late. But I’m reminded that I’m not the only who has gained something or lost something…

  • Back at the Elephants’ Graveyard

    Well, I’m back in the elephant’s graveyard. It was hot outside, but the wind of a storm has picked up, whipping a massive bank of cloud up the mountainside and over this town. I hope Thor’s blessing is with this one. I want to see some blackouts tonight. Back here after two months since my…

  • This is Not A Dark Night of the Soul

    This isn’t a so-called “Dark Night of the Soul”. I know where I stand. I have booze, but it’s too special to get drunk on and I have no cash, even for something cheap and nasty; to strip the lining of my stomach. Somewhere there was a Christmas party on, all paid by the people…

  • While Abroad – Week 2

    I’m standing in the middle of the road, on roasting macadam, dressed in solid black, camera in hand. I have raced ahead of a mass of people filling up the street. Each of them is caked in blood, with gashes and wounds wide open, and torn clothes and guts and objects half-buried in their bodies.…

  • Annual Graffiti Review

    So here’s a quick post of what i considered the standout bits and pieces from this year’s graffiti safari. There will be more, when I get a chance and review other stuff I’ve taken in the past as well. Enjoy.

  • Update for July

    Well it’s been a month since my last update and I needed to explain some things as for the lack of updates and what was happening in the background. I have been looking for a new job, since the joy was completely sucked out by a series of vampires management hired to boost morale. Unfortunately,…

  • The Burlesque Hour

    I found The Burlesque Hour by chance, breezing through the local street press. I was looking for things to do at the Fringe festival. Of course, I haven’t been yet, because the universe plots against me going.Anyway, I’m at the Street Theatre. The night has shifted down to being cool as an open fridge. The…

  • Storm Clouds

    The clouds hang above me, dark and rippled. It rained a little earlier and only just. The thunder doesn’t boom, it gurgles, like the distorted sound of a sink emptying.I can relate. I feel empty after today. It’s like the noose is tightening. I don’t know anything at this point. I’m without the dark blue…

  • My Hiatus

    Okay so now I’m a hypocrite. For a long time, I said to people that I wouldn’t do it. But in this terrible and stressful period that has been Xmas and New Years, I’ve become weak. Very Weak. Old habits are the hardest to kill. There’s a woman at my work and she’s trying desperately…