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spittin whatever is needed to be listened to

it’s a new week. a new monday. the day before my favorite day. tuesday.

sometimes we can do much and sometimes we do little.

dreams at night have been very vivid. i don’t remember after i get up and start moving about.

smoggie catt has been really good about waking me up for the last couple days. she’s a sweetie. i love her.

Ashley and I are going to Sou’Wester this coming weekend. It’ll be a first for me and March 27th marks 2 years since the two of us started dancing together.

I have infinite gratitude and love for Ashley Klump.

well i’m only half a cup of cofffee into this day and got some home chores to do and potatoes to cook.

type more soonly.

-ABC

weekend update

smoggie catt has become real intimate with my old man chair, it melts my heart.

protest? loneliness? or just stomach churning adorable? 

a little bit of all of it.  

i believe it has something to do with me working longer hours.

she seems content and chills there even when I'm home, though. 

i appreciatte you, smoggie catt.  

I'll bring your "breakfast" after work.

be patient, please.

i'm sitting on a paragraph

washed up to my knees in [parentheses]

exclamations! ​

no question about it​

oh wait...​

did you say coma, comma, or come over?​

otherly

my flatmate/bandmate/friend tim craft helped me fix my laptop. 

had to totally wipe it, but i can totally type this blog without the dreaded mac rainbow wheel every 3 seconds.

thank you, tim. 

also tim and i switched bedrooms. it's made it like moving into a whole new apartment. 

my new room is much smaller. it's cozy. i feel like i'm in a tree house. 

there's a lot of magic swelling in the air lately. 

smoggy catt really likes the new room. she even hangs out on the bed box with me again.

there's a full moon on the 23rd, an eclipse too, oh and it's a super moon. aaah, i hope the skies are clear that night. 

the rain has been lovely. a few days of sun in between. it makes the rainy days smell even better.

so many flowers in bloom.

i love all the colors on the grey days. 

more ramblings soonly. 

be free and long live liberty.

-abc

smoggie catt

smoggie finally found the comfy greatness of the old man chair. 

damn I adore this little fuzzy creature. she has begun routinely running downstairs to sit in my lap after work. 

Jobs, Smoggie Catt, X Files

I had another interview this morning. This time at "Fire on the Mountain" on 57th and Fremont. It would be more restaurant like than I am use to, but I'm keeping all options open at this moment.

It was a pleasant little stroll. A lot of residential area. I finally saw where Beaumont district of Portland is, too.

I'm about to continue the Craigslist search for "gigs" and other job happenings.

Yesterday I spent the most of my day with a wise and wild lady named Kyle. It's fun letting your day run away and seeing what kind of magic you will happen upon.

I ate at Canteen off of Starke yesterday. A vegan place with salads to die for. The best tempeh I have had since being here. So savory! So filling! Aaaah!

I've also recently started watching X Files for the first time! It makes so much more sense starting from the beginning. Moulder is really awesome. I like his quirky sense of humor.

Lastly, it makes me so happy to see Smoggie Catt sitting in the window enjoying the rain.

She sat up in the open window watching the rain as long as I can remember last night.

Then she would stroll about the roof and come in with dampened fur and cuddle for a moment, repeat.

I can tell she is genuinely happy to live in Oregon and that bring my heart much happiness. I knew she would love it here.

Well time to get back to job looking. Bye Bye interwebbers.

Smoggie Catt Appreciation Post

This little fluff puff makes me smile. The End.

Happy Christmas 2013

Happy Christmas 2013 from Smoggie Catt and Me. I truly believe the world can achieve a greater peace if we take time to think. 

We all got a bit of magic in us. I encourage you to find it and share it. Let the friends you have know you appreciate them.

Take time to rest. I'm so thankful to be part of this forest I'm in.

The interweb is great, but there is a greater goodness in shared experience. Thank you to everyone who has taught me that. 

Jackie, Jordyn, Joel, Cass, Josh, Daniel, Hero, Tracy, Astrid, Heather, Tylar, Kelsey.. and so many more; I like you all greatly (Smoggie does, too).

Thank you! Thank you for enhancing my story. 

It's all fragmented realities and other star stuff so get lost in it. Happy Christmas 2013!

Business and Fluffy Things

Business: I think I fixed the error with my web store! You can properly buy my book from my website now! Just let me know if it's giving you nice people any more errors.

Don't forget I will have my physical copies sometime next week. I'll let you know exactly when i have them. So technically you're ordering from my site is a preorder.

 You can buy it by clicking this pretty picture below: 

If the idea of a preorder puts your nerves on edge you can also order the book at these other outlets:

from my Publisher's Website! http://goo.gl/JoA3C8

off of AMAZON!  http://goo.gl/G4UwAz

Fluffy Things:

Smoggie and I fell asleep watching Ninja Turtles on the couch. It was the perfect end to a perfect day of wandering. 

There was hot chocolate, Doritos, and cuddles.

Smoggie Catt is the best friend I could ever ask for. 

Jasmine Rice

It's those simple things like the smell of jasmine rice on a cool December night that remind me that, Smoggie Catt and me, we're doing alright.

I may attract have endured some bad luck in this life but Smoggie Catt really eclipse all that nonsense.

And that's my head though. My jasmine rice is done cooking and it's time.

Bye for now interwebs.

Grits

This morning Smoggie Catt and I partook in the eating of cheesy grits and eggs. Yummm.

Also Smoggie found a magical mirror. And to think the day has just begun! 

Go! Go! Go!

Too many life happenings to be distracted by the internets.

I'll blog soon.

I've got so many head thoughts but I can't even sit still long enough to write them out yet.

I'm thankful for art, Smoggie Catt, and surprise snows.

To the select few who read this blog, Thank you; I'll be in touch.

Winter

Winter is coming. 

19 days away, but it got cold fast.

I wouldn't mind a little more rain.

I'm mildly surprised at the amount of sunny days as of late.

Coooollld but sunny.

I know snow isn't a common thing in this town but I hope a little will linger this year.

And now I will cook eggs and hot chocolate. 

Deja Vu

Looking through old photos.

Picture on the left is from August 1st, 2009 and the picture on the right was just taken last week.  

The Choices We Make / Last Night

I know it's true; If I could just quit observing and act on my yearnings then I could be easily satisfied but it's all to fascinating to my mind.

Watching humanoids on a dance floor mimic is as primal as watching gather around a waterhole.  There are predators and prey. Lions, spiders, and birds of prey. I watched a girl move like nothing I'd ever seen; hypnotizing man after man then leaving them longing for more. I think she's a black widow. 

I watched sleazy guys pick up sleazy gals.

I watched lovers awkwardly make out in the back booths unaware of any bystanders. 

I was suppose to wake and go to Seattle, but when I woke up I couldn't move. 

I woke up to a kitchen and bathroom light still on and back door open.  

There was a beautiful cool breeze and Smoggie Catt had found her way in. 

I was lying sideways in the bed; belt unbuckled and pants unzipped.  

I probably planned to take those off. You sleep better without jeans; that's a fact. 

Unless you're out in the cold of course. But I made it home. 

Not before leaving the club... more like basement at 2:30 and running into Voodoo Doughnuts. Somehow after all that beer and whiskey I ate not one, but 2 Voodoos. 

But I don't remember laying down.  

I met some wonderful folk last night, but the observations were even better. 

I don't know where I'm going with this but I think I'm waking up really early to go to Mt. Hood tomorrow. Actually I'm really sure. This has to happen because I missed Seattle today. I need to go away for a little while.

I have a lot of head thoughts, and trying to write them all out. 

Mostly I just blog a lot, but the grey is returning and all these head thoughts are going into an even greater book. 

I can feel it, but right now these feelings just gotta simmer a little more.

More than anything I'm ready to play some rock n' roll; that's the only reason I left the forest anyhow. 

This sums up last night. It felt so good. It felt so right. Thanks for the invite Jackie. 

New Kitchen

It don't get much better than this my friends!

Sitting at my new kitchen table in my new apartment doing art stuff, listening to music, writing words with Smoggie Catt by my side.

Smoggie Catt

My only consistency in life. ​

Afternoon Bus.

Waiting for my afternoon bus to come; so I can go home and give Smoggie Catt hugs (and lunch).​

I'm Not Even Exaggerating

In case you don't know Smoggie is normally very chill and not intrusive in the least first thing in the morning. She lies there beside me for hours, but not lately. She won't even ask for food until I'm up.

Every since moving into this new apartment Smoggie Catt will pester me to get up all morning, but it's not for food or water. Sometimes food, but mostly she has food already.​

 I just discovered why. She just wants me to hang out with her. For real, I'm finally up and she is just sitting here talking with me. ​I love my fuzzy weirdo.