there’s a hiss and sputter behind the humm that accompanies me everywhere i’ve gone since december 22nd. the word melancholia jumped the line in my head, milliseconds before typing “depression,” in the note-title. preparing a literal disclaimer; at the risk of tipping my hand, i’ll say this glorious sadness, this magnificent weight – the color [...]

booted the now “double G-4″ computer to life as i-tunes settled on bill evans and for a while i sat here wondering if polished jazz fit my mental and emotional workspace. the cluttered desk, the darkened television screen, buddy (my buddy) resting on his expanded computer-top real-estate and no longer in danger of falling off [...]