life: |
life happened before you were here, life will continue when you dissapear.
Posted by jamz on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 07:29:00 PST |
chances. |
I've got to learn to weigh out the differences: will this cause me more pain or more happiness? Then I have to decide: do I really care? Do I want to risk the long term pain for the moments of laughte...
Posted by jamz on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 12:15:00 PST |
demolition derby. |
The corn roast was on saturday, and there was karaoke, so I sang John Denver's "Take Me Home Country Road." I caught two more fish yesturday. Last night I went to a demolition derby. Totally sweet.&nb...
Posted by jamz on Mon, 21 Aug 2006 08:31:00 PST |
pennsylvania pictures |
dear diary,i've spent the last three days fishing. today i caught two fish. i havent seen any snakes yet, but thats probably because they're all on a plane with samuel l jackson, so i hope i...
Posted by jamz on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 09:16:00 PST |
how the cabin began: a story. |
well in my writing i've written a good amount about my grandparents red and agnes jordan. but, it looks like i'm not the only one. Tim Palmer, an author who used to visit up here, wrote about them in ...
Posted by jamz on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 08:03:00 PST |
deep thoughts. |
today i've realized a few things. 1.) fire flies are the ugliest bugs ever during the day time when you cant see them light up; and 2.) resumes are a lot like obituaries. tonight i took the canoe arou...
Posted by jamz on Mon, 14 Aug 2006 06:30:00 PST |
jet lag |
tonight's soundtrack:
"take" by the appleseed cast; "everyone had a hard year" by the beatles; "it's a crime i never told you" by black heart procession; "down under" by blonde redhead; "fling" by bui...
Posted by jamz on Sun, 13 Aug 2006 10:56:00 PST |
straight east coastin |
well friends,
its that time of the year again. i'm back in pennsylvania until august 23, battling rattle snakes and bears, going fishing, watching demolition derbies, getting my beer from drive-throu...
Posted by jamz on Sat, 12 Aug 2006 02:07:00 PST |
robert creeley |
i've been reading a lot of robert creeley lately before bed. he makes me want to write more. i've never been good at talking. here's a few of his poems:
"Some Echoes"
Some echoes, little pieces, ...
Posted by jamz on Mon, 07 Aug 2006 12:19:00 PST |
stuff. |
smokestacks and the smell of bread past the factories on the freeway heading east. tiny thud behind the rib cage. rabbit heart, nervous hands. six strings and five fingers. these are the same hands th...
Posted by jamz on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 06:35:00 PST |
