I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
Donuts for breakfast.
My wonderful, wonderful wife is a wee bit older today. You know what that means…
This past weekend Jenny and I had a conversation about the “happily married” bit from my mini-bio. It’s true; I am happily married. Arguments about food, cleaning, metaphysics and life goals aside, I would be a lesser person today it weren’t for her.
Thanks, love.
And here I thought those arguments were what made you a better person (note to self).P.S. (imagine Homer’s distinguished drooling noises here) Donuts!!!
As always, the minority report carries the day. ;)
Happy birthday M!
Happy Birthday MMMMM!!!!!!You’re one lucky man! And she’s one lucky woman! It was an honor to have dinner and spend time w/ you the other night.You are both very inspiring;-)jj
Bedrock & Paradox 
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