American Musings
I think about moving. Leaving DC. Escape. Getting away from the rush, the angry people, the crippled commuters, the twisted women, the broken souls. I weigh my options for relocation. Where do I see myself? If I give myself over …
The Last Dance
My weekends are somewhat intolerably consumed by a seasonal second job. I’ve had the job for 20 years now because, despite my incessant belly-aching, it’s very lucrative. It just makes me about $21 an hour, but I’ve set up a …
Overdose
I was thinking the other night about the women who turned me on as I entered those fragile years where I discovered that… You know, things felt good. I can only speak in euphemisms “above the fold” or else my …
Project Mondays
Last weekend was long and exciting. One of those journey of discovery weekends where I hit upon life changing revelations such as: “I’m not able to stay up till 5am three nights in a row and drink two bottles of …
Flights
I’ve completely failed at my Two Novels and a Baby project. It had me depressed for a few weeks… But then that feeling passed largely thanks to the main reason I haven’t been able to focus on writing a novel …
Home is Wherever I’m With You
Home by Edward Sharpe It’s not an actual video so just freakin’ hit play and listen. Cassander here, checking in, letting you know that life isn’t so awful that there aren’t a few crazy kids out there trying to filter …