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HOMEBREW 2, the second mailing of what I’m grandiosely calling an analog media project, was dropped off at the post office today. If you’re interested, you can see pdf scans and/or find out how to sign up for mailing list on this page.



Looky what I got today. I believe it’s a Royal Empress. Once the ribbon arrives I can start clacking out all sorts of words.


I've kept a very inconsistent journal since 2006, beginning with my first Father's Day. I wish I had written more consistently, but I still managed to get a lot down.

After reading this post by Patrick Rhone (others have also talked about this but I can’t find it right now), I decided that I needed to print whatever I really wanted to keep. So I collected my journals, a few social media posts, and some other miscellaneous writing into roughly equal documents. Then I printed them and created four saddle-stitched books. I’ve left them in a pretty rough-and-ready state because I like the DIY look.



I’ve set up a page for a zine I recently completed. It’s a collection of some of my poetry from the last few years and it was a lot of fun to create. Lots of hunting for public domain images and futzing around with my copier. My favorite part was creating the winter haiku page. I had already written the haiku so I googled phrases so that I could print the text and then cut it up ransom note style. In any case, head over there for a pdf download and subscription information.


Sunday cooking: broccoli with garlic sauce, hot and sour soup, and vegetable spring rolls.


In process: my first attempt at a zine, which will contain a few of my winter haiku. I was inspired to give it a try after seeing Austin Kleon’s.



Look into the trees, gentle
your eyes, engage your ancient talent
for spotting movement.
Listen for the breeze to pick up.

You will see dozens descending,
an alien visitation, sinuous,
silent, sliding to earth
from hawk height.

They come to rest in dry creek beds,
amassing on mossened rocks.
The forest floor - always
covered in them - thickens.

They arrive dead
in certain obvious ways.
But to those who look along time:
Panspermia.