State of the Boat. #11

I'm late. Late to write this, late to go to sleep, late to wake up, late for work, hell, even late for the prom. No, I haven't forgotten about you. I've been waiting for the right time. For the rain to come back. Dreary days and sunny smiles, anxious to hear the pitter patter and … Continue reading State of the Boat. #11


State of the Boat. #10

Well, a few days early but why not go ahead and write it since I'm up anyway? See, insomnia isn't always such a bad thing. Dude, the keys to my keyboard are getting kinda slick. It's actually pretty disgusting. No seriously, it's really grossing me out right now. Sorry, I'm kind of a germophobe. So! … Continue reading State of the Boat. #10

State of the Boat. #8

Sometimes my balls feel like tits. Bloodlines. New Buffalo. The fine wrinkles, we have all of them. I swear this time I'll never forget. I swear this time I absolutely refuse to. So I'll write it down in my calendar, an electronic reminder for Google to not forget until it's deleted. Or some such other … Continue reading State of the Boat. #8

State of the Boat. #7

This year is already almost halfway gone! Spring has come, promising sunshine and frolicking and picnics. Oh my. Sorry, had to be done.  The Boat. has produced some of its best work recently, in my humble yet retrospective opinion. I feel I'm definitely finding my niche and flavor. Difficult when your girlfriend won't let you … Continue reading State of the Boat. #7