i dont wanna do this blog anymore
at least not on myspace and not the way i have been doing it
give me a second to fix things around and we will start a new life together somewhere else i promise
until then hang out with me in the everglades and get a million mosquito bites

this is where i ate lunch and where i was eaten
very hamlet of me
i ran with a cloud of mosquitos chasing me and three of them managed to get into the car with me!

the everglades are a dangerous and unfriendly place

the buzzards know this
this buzzard was eating the snake in the above photo

life and death in harsh conditions

is the world really this unrelenting and cruel?


sorry im feeling philosophical at the moment

philosophy being the only consolation sometimes

the philosophy of the everglades is not terrbly uplifting at teh moment though

if i could only rise above the muck

if only i were an eagret perched on a dwarf cypress

i guess i am about as tall as a dwarf cypress. maybe i just need a bird hat. rosson! one bird hat please

sigh


odd

this guy started crawling up the wall after me i shit you not

so i took a picture and ran away

the walls are not very tall

the walls that seperate normal life from horrible painful morass of shit are not very tall

stay on the path stay on the path



a hunter alone in the wilderness


swamp and glade

i guess glade makes it sound so much better



i dont really have any more philosophy to offer

i could use some



i gotta get out of this swamp

before the buzzards pick my carcass

i have strayed way off the map

my best days are behind me

maybe nothing a free breakfast wont fix

reading about death under a rainbow

burning the shit out of my hide

after me, the deluge


everything seems broken

boy ok enough commentary from me

i went to the botanical gardens to kill more time before my flight

it was totally sucky except for the 200 lizards crawling around everywhere!

i chased lizards for 3 hours
i must have caught about 4 or 5 but they wriggled out of my hand each time
i was too afraid to crush them so they wriggled out

is there a metaphor in there?

or just that people called me “Lenny” after my big growth spurt as a kid?

mice and men

how about just mice men
“of mice men and bodacious babes they are too pathetic for”

ok ok im getting away with myself
as these lizards did from me
sigh!
i just wanted to feel some life in my hands for a sec is that so awful?

airport bars

airport scenes



home to what is that behind the lobby art?
oh no

walking to work in the blaring morning light with a sunburn and freezing

finding a copy of this on my desk

oh brother look at me an nikki!

given what is going on in my life this is like the pinnacle of insult and irony

where reality idealism and perception meet and explode in my face
i hate irony
whatever happened to sincerity?