ThiS iS HOW T do iT.

it's been quite a day, now finished four minutes and counting(posted 1 hour 20 minutos later) . 25, now 26. friday, then saturday. young, then old. innocent, then corrupt. the main bullet point of this presentation is--time passes. bottles empty. are refilled, or recycled, or broken. or sucked on obsessively for last drops of memory and feeling. where was i going with this?
ah.
indeed.
the passing of things.
i bought a dulcimer today. i lost a window today. a letter was delivered to my doorstep.

#1
hey paddy,
excuse the stationary
this fuckin' pen don't
seem to work. its sunday
A.m, i'm slowly drinking
down this pint of guinness
it's food and it's breakfast
so how's it goes living on the "best coast"
I think about you all the time. I regard your
decisions in life and you (turn page, or more precisely a receipt from a hardware store)
#2
only get one time around.
make it real compared
to what?
my life seem's to tricle
qown, my d's look like
a G, not to worry, woman
worry, men go to work.
i've been watching
the "British Open" how do
they find these golf covar-
es's, so demanding, and no-one
can make a two foot putt.
the winner may up at #(?) 6
I just want to stay in touch with you.EVEN
#3
if it's only by letter's
i havent got a phone, my
interest is a cell phone, no
more at&t. they shut my SER-
VICE down for the last two
months and they'rebilling
me?
Just remember every
day you open that door,
qou walk the sidewalk you
cross that curb, your puTTinq
your life on the line. look both
WAy's! I'LL ALWAy'S REMEMbER you foR ThE pERSON you'd ThouqhT ThiS iS HOW T do iT. DAD