in Colorado, millions live on...

if I was in a movie theater
sitting beside my beloved
munching popcorn contentedly
and figuring out if this
new thing is the
best one
yet
the last
thing that I'd
expect is for a man in full metal jacket
gear to shoot us...
kill me, injure my husband...

for all the dead, the wounded, the witnesses, the families and friends
and for the millions that live on
in peace

end the cycle of violence

Cracked Pitcher

IN a moment of
forgetfulness
I poured hot water
into a thin glass pitcher
and
it
cracked.

Audition later tonight.
Doing it so I can build a relationship.
Getting gigs in SF is one grand game of networking.

Fog ... bleh

"The fog creeps in on little cat's feet..."  Robert Frost

... and the cat pees in my bed.

that's how I feel about fog.  pb

Is it time to take it down?

Every time I contemplate pulling the plug on Bad Weeds I just can't do it.  Why can't I do it?
Here is a list of the reasons I keep it up:
1.  It is an archive of interesting stuff from my life for at least 2 intensive years from 2005 to 2007.
2.  I still see that people from around the world listen to the episodes.
3.  I think the world can still use a queer voice from San Francisco.  Especially when they are fucking hanging queers in Iran and threatening to outlaw us in Uganda.
4.  I still might have more to say.
5.  I just named my Tumblr account Bad Weeds San Francisco
6.  I want to do some theatre art in SF under the aegis of Bad Weeds