May 18, 2008


My belly is full of squid but I'm still faster than Charleston, SC.

The days pass in a lazy, dizzy sort of haze. There's already a lot to be happy about. The family I'm staying with have hospitality that can't be beaten, I'm almost sure, save for one of them, Malbec the cat. A typographic claw mark makes an "L" across my hand.

The real summer begins tomorrow, Monday, and I have a box full of story ideas.

It's odd to think that on the same spot where I buy shaved ice, hundreds and hundreds of people died. Even more odd, to honor them they stick up anamatrons that repeat the same thing every fifteen minutes.


The Post and Courier recently ran a blurb about a site where you can make you're own mixtapes.

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