Sunday, March 21, 2010

An Old Friend

Well, I’m finally getting around to writing about my trip to Chicago last week. I guess I’m always reluctant to put the minutia on paper because a lot of it just sounds so very uninteresting. It’s the same reason I have trouble making frequent posts on Twitter.

This would be a sample of Tweets that would repeat over and over almost every day when I’m not on the road.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Knock Knock

Almost every morning, before any significant thought or mental clarity sets in, it starts. The taps on the door of the mind. First they seem to start as faint as a far away knock, but then, as a few minutes pass, they grow louder and more unrelenting.

“Hello . . .knock, knock . . . this is not a joke . . . Hello? Tap . . . tap . . . tap.” Jiggling on the door handle into my head.