Right next to B, looking up at me

How I do enjoy the wordplay on the church signs as I take a drive. I always steal a secret grin to their simple wit that can be appreciated by a Christian, Catholic, Muslim or even someone who is still a bit of a 'religious free agent'. And a website that gathers so many photographs!:






and lets you create your very own:

Drinking makes me feel very bizarre for the next few days. As if it makes the gears in my head spin more swiftly when it comes to having a more vivid imagination (sadly used more for drifting into dark confrontations) and much more slowly in others (hello basketcase)


Walking into the midnight road close to my house listening to 'The Eraser' for the first has given me a zen-like calm. There was this river of light just too far ahead to be within reach. And a ghost carriage that was there for only seconds and then drifted into the shadows.

Where are you now?

write to me joemontana1983@yahoo.com


your birthday is so soon...12 days away...

seeing you again would make me smile and smile

Please just stop talking cause they won't find us if you do

The failure was almost too much to bear. How deep I seem to dig into myself, throwing more and more shovels of dirt onto myself.

But I will not quit.

As long as I can say 'Well, things didn't work out' and not 'as usual, things didn't work out' then the ship will still sail these rough and glorious seas.

But I didn't pull out of that tailspin long ago all alone. This time a co-pilot. A wondrous woman pure of grace and inspiration and kindness and strength.

I will do anything at all for her.

Hello tomorrow shining brightly