Mental

My mind gets on me nerves.  Bits of poems and ideas pop into my head.  I rearrange them into at least one stanza, but by the time I’m able to write them down, they go poof.  Sometimes I wish that I could miniaturise myself and hop into that massive cosmos that is my ego brain.  I’d . . . → Read More: Mental

Who is this bloke, Jefferson Davis anyway?

I talk about me self way too much.  I don’t post enough.  All of this is true.  Yep!  Welcome to my world.  So, who the heck is this Jefferson Davis chap?

Welp, he is a very complicated dude with a simple core.  He has more persona’s than he can name.  Some of which are more active than . . . → Read More: Who is this bloke, Jefferson Davis anyway?

Riddled countenance

Over the past few weeks I’ve been of an ill humour.  My countenance has been riddled with an atrocious scowl.  After much reflection and a bit of intuition, I finally figured out what was wrong.  Like so many of my fellow bloggers, I’m a very creative person.  I have to put my artistic talents to use . . . → Read More: Riddled countenance

Lost Puppy has finally found his home..

As I sit here in me room waiting for me water to boil, I conjure up the best moments of the day.  It has been a magnificent day here in Dublin.  I walked about 25km today.  My feet are sore but it was worth it. 

The past two days were a bit rough due to jet . . . → Read More: Lost Puppy has finally found his home..

High Museum: Part One

Yesterday, I went with the Art Club down to the High Museum in Atlanta, Georgia. On the way down, I sat in the window seat on the bus and a pretentious – egotist bloke sat beside me. He blabbered on about different pieces we were going to be observing and buttered up one . . . → Read More: High Museum: Part One