This pedestrian rage thing is about to get me killed. I was off to see a Libra about her chart for a quick reading, and I was crossing Congress Avenue, with the light. The little sign flashes “walk” and I started to cross the street, keeping a very wary eye on two females in a … his angry red glory was Mars

I got some good news, I hope, the other day. It was on the Tuesday tail end of weird a week, and this only came through as an adjunct to everything else that was happening, but it looks like three more weekly newspapers have picked up my column. It never ceases to amaze me that … I got some good news

“I said I’m running but I’ll take my time, a friend of the Devil is a friend of mine” (Hunter, Garcia, Dawson © 1970, “Friend of the Devil” from American Beauty). I got stuck on Devil references in American Music yesterday morning, in response to a question and answer period. Getting ready to hike for … American Beauty

Tombstone: this isn’t a reference to a town in Arizona, a place of mythic proportions, and common screenplay fodder — it’s an idea that has kicked around in the back of my brain for years now. It started when I was dating a girl from deep East Dallas, really a suburb and I had to … Tombstone

It was over Sunday afternoon drinks, my friends drinking frozen margaritas with a “floater” of tequila on top, and I was recounting what I knew about the book I was reading, “I’m a hundred pages into it, and I can tell you already what’s going to happen, and how come I never see anything in … It was over Sunday afternoon drinks

I woke up to a cat vaulting through the trailer. Might have been the rain which seemed to start this morning, and the rain made it even harder to crawl out of bed. Turned out there was a dead lizard in the middle of a room, someone’s been a-hunting. One of the best things about … I’m done for the time being with the web hacking stuff

It was an old friend, as we were headed south on Congress Avenue yesterday morning, looming its ugly little beak above the southern extreme of the horizon, a migratory bird I haven’t seen in a long time: the Construction Crane. We stopped by long enough to check in on the Cappy doing hair and dropped … It was an old friend

Pedestrian rage: it’s back. After another trip downtown yesterday afternoon, I started figuring up a few things. Remember this is not scientific poll, but I seemed to notice that guys with a strange piece cloth knotted around their necks are the most likely candidates for failing to obey simple traffic laws. I’ve found that I … Pedestrian rage

I got a self-imposed rule about “no links” in my journal. But check it out. http://www.i-lisa-marie.com/ that’s the story, and I don’t know. However, in Elvis’s chart, what with Mars in Retrograde, it could be true… I mean, this stuff just all fits together astrologically, if not logically, and it’s better than concentrating on some … rule about “no links”