i see, i like.

Killer birthday meal. (at HD1)

That was a bruschetta veggie dog with smoked mozzarella on a toasted brioche bun. Atlanta may have its faults, mainly traffic/public transportation/city planning wise, but this city is killing it in the restaurant department. Props to people like Richard Blais, Ryan Smith and Chip Ulbrich for making ATL that much more bearable.

Forever fat.

Necessities.

Where’s Waldo?

A B movie, a beer and a burger from Grindhouse make a good day even better.

So this happened.

Spring is like a perhaps hand 
(which comes carefully 
out of Nowhere)arranging 
a window,into which people look(while 
people stare
arranging and changing placing 
carefully there a strange 
thing and a known thing here)and

changing everything carefully

spring is like a perhaps 
Hand in a window 
(carefully to 
and fro moving New and 
Old things,while 
people stare carefully 
moving a perhaps 
fraction of flower here placing 
an inch of air there)and

without breaking anything.