Cool, Overcast, Rain Likely

Even though it was the weekend, I stayed indoors for the most part.

The Lost Art of Burrito Wrapping

All praise due for the tortilla artist. To be able to take all that good stuff and contain it in such a thin membrane is an undervalued artistic talent. To hold the burrito in one hand, allowing you to mouse with the other, and not have it fall apart or leak down you arm - that, my friend, is living.

On the Volcano's Wall

When the shadow of the grasshopper falls across the trial of the field mouse on green and slimy grass as a red sun rises above the western horizon silhouetting a gaunt and tautly muscled Indian warrior perched with bow and arrow locked and aimed straight at you it's time for another martini.

Sign of My Times

Charming stranger enters the room not at any one's
Insistence but from the suggestion of one deemed
Trustworthy and credible.

Alone sometimes and other times surrounded there
Lingers fear and uncertainty about which courses
Of action are right and which ones lead down a
Pathway you said you'd travel so long as you had your mind.

Risk averse and easy to please I'm find myself
Accompanied when I leave home guarded against the
Modern times and all their splendor.