Category Archives: anything goes

Four years today. It definitely doesn’t get any easier. Maybe just clearer. Or something. Full moon babies waiting tables with their mommas Phone call dreamland, virtually distilled Guys with boots and perfumed karmas Visions layed out and fulfilled Little people swaying … Continue reading →

Spent today at the CCAT House making the daily phone calls to patients on the waiting list. “I’m really sorry sir, but we couldn’t get a bed for you today. We’ll call you again tomorrow and let you know. Now … Continue reading →

Kissed Nate for the first time today, 11 years ago.

Nate shootin’ the shit (edited for appropriateness, of course) at Victor St. with a little cameo from Brook and the late Downtown Coty Brown. Three of my all-time favorite soul mates. (If the video keeps trippin, just click on the title to … Continue reading →

Man. I could really use you right about now.

Oh man, remembering the dates of first kisses or any relationship anniversary for that matter has never really been my strong suit. I don’t know why, I guess I just never think to commit that kind of stuff to some … Continue reading →

And sometimes I kill but it’s not my will So I run and hide in the smallest of pills And I want to fuck your children with my taxes So when I let go it’s Kharma that retracts it And … Continue reading →

So today would have been Nate’s graduation from UC (bachelor of science in addiction studies). He wanted to work specifically in crisis counseling, helping addicts in an inpatient environment. The CCAT house (Center for Chemical Addictions Treatment) is especially close … Continue reading →

Nate defines it. Pretty right on, huh? On another note, the green grammar check line just cracks me up. So typical of Nate. No doubt, he perfected the art of the run-on sentence. In fact, the essay that he wrote … Continue reading →