Mr. Kaos: You changed your header again.CamiKaos: Yep. What do you think?I tried to read his expression. There was something off about it. Something intangible. Something he wanted to say but was afraid to spit out...MK: What does it mean?CK: What do you mean what does it mean? It's my new header.MK: Whenever you change … Continue reading the new header…
lost and please don’t let me find it….
In my younger days I would second guess myself at every turn.I was never quite sure. I could never quite decide. I could never make up my mind who I wanted to be. How I wanted to be seen. Just how much of me I could show to the world.I was very self conscious.So I … Continue reading lost and please don’t let me find it….
phoning it in
Instead of back breaking writing with thought and integrity I present to you my meez...come on... you know you want one..okay... so you probably already have one... but mine is new!
in with the in crowd…
I never seem to fit in very well anywhere.Except at home that is. I fit in here just fine.Out in the world is another matter. Out there with the people.Today was an odd day for me... today I seemed to fit in just fine and truth be told I'm not quite sure what to make … Continue reading in with the in crowd…
blogger detox facility now open
Welcome to the Kaos Valley Detox and Treatment Facility where we can help you clean up your life...Messy house? No. We can't help you there.Addicted to smack? Nuh huh. No. There's nothing we can do.Have a coke problem? Ah now there we can help you... I myself battle with the Cherry devil... it's hard to … Continue reading blogger detox facility now open
strange love episode 007: my martin
In this seventh installment of Strange Love we find ourselves sitting in a dark room with Martin (a drunk Englishman wearing a pirate shirt).Well drunk... may be a little bit of an overstatement...and Englishman may be a bit of an exaggeration since he's also spent his fair share of time in the states...and pirate shirt … Continue reading strange love episode 007: my martin
in a handbasket…
On Thursday while all of you were busy doing whatever it is you do I was standing on a chair pulling down the makeshift branches of the weeping willow my mother and I made for K's birthday party when I saw a familiar car pull up. I stepped down from the chair to peer out … Continue reading in a handbasket…
another birthday?
yes. yes. yes.We've spent the month of March saying Happy Birthday to a new person each time a new day dawns.Almost literally.Today marks the last in a long line of March birthdays...A day so important that you would think I would have done... more.A day that I should throw my all into and ensure that … Continue reading another birthday?
to my friend
That young face with its tight lipped smile and long unruly hair is my dear friend Martin as he was when I met him more than a decade ago.More than a decade.For over a third of my life Martin has been a fixture in it.Whether near or far he's always in my thoughts. I always … Continue reading to my friend
tears of insanity and fish
I normally don't talk about "woman troubles" here.I think that was by designbut some days... some days I just have to say what I need to say.to get off my chest what is bothering mebe it real or imaginary...or maybe just intensely amplified.You know what I'm saying? Yeah... you know what I'm saying.If you don't … Continue reading tears of insanity and fish