Sometimes I dream about Sherman's March to the Sea. How that holy fire could have grown bigger and bigger.

I miss pre-COVID cafe hours maybe more than anything else from the world before.

Just heard an intern say, in an incredibly gentle voice, “It’s Friday. The day that I wished for all week.”

Lower your shoulder and slip through the next curtain, and then again.

There is no such thing as deserving help.

It really is the essence of the Chicago / NYC cold war is it not.

Morning noon and night.

Had my GRIIIx with me to look at Paradise Lost this weekend. Some detail shots.

Oh man oh man oh man oh man what can I say, I just really hope the good guys win.

Uniqlo AIRism walked so Heaven City AngelWool could run!

Hmmmm. I hope that in whatever new world is being born they need austere office workers.

“behind which a luxury hotel is planned // for comic suicides in the next decade.”

Accept it without blinking.

It is not unthinkable that some very small number of Aztecs saw the new fire ceremony three times. They would need to be born near the beginning of a cycle, see another at around 52 years-old, and then live on to the absolute limit of old age. But not impossible.

“we gathered round a fountain by the altars, // performing sacrifices to the gods // under a dappled sycamore. The water // welled up shining there, and in that place // the great portent appeared.”

AI is useful to those for whom AI would be useful.

Elite veteran footballers will speak about the qualities of a good teammate, listing the expected traits – a sense for space, technical ability, chemistry. But the most mysterious is the ability to suffer. Quite specifically that language. “He knows how to suffer.”

nd I listen to music off my phone nd I flip pages of my paperback underneath the ceiling fan

“Gliding she rose and broke like mist from the inshore // grey sea face, to sit down softly before him,”

One of my directors has essentially developed a bespoke grammar of corporate communication and will not allow deliberation to progress until you’ve responded using her preferred phrasing. It’s incredible to witness, I consider her a true artist.

I wonder how I can experience more lovely moments.

It’s funny what lives on inside of you. I haven’t played the clarinet in a long time - but when I woke up this morning having dreamt the sound of the clarinet, I woke up thinking “oh, that’s me.“

I am ennobled by PTO.

A few times every year I come up with the life-changing plan to save my money to buy something beautiful.

Had a horseradish martini on my birthday that was so elegant and so lovely I can summon its cozy glow at will.

“I have loved splendor and splendor follows me.”

At the basilica.

On the peninsula.

Lincoln should have invented Stalinism after Appomattox.

I like to imagine when people in my life think of me, one of the first objects that comes to mind is ‘borderline obscenely large all-black tote bag.’

Oh, when I said “not a problem,” I meant between us as friends. No, no… In corporate’s eyes this is a huge problem.

I feel like if you showed up to The Final Judgement and said “Forgive me Father, I knew not what I did” with the right smile on your lips they would let you Inside.

A senior colleague of mine once said he liked Post Malone because his wife “found him very respectful.”

You can tell when someone comes from good etiquette and when someone had to learn it, and you can tell when someone has never loved the world.

I worry that my heart has fallen to hatred over the last year. It is a real issue. Meditating on it a little, I realize that hatred is not so “wrong” in itself, but it crowds and chokes the heart out of more beautiful living.

No more “Bicycling Beer Bastards”-style sports clubs, we need civic athletic associations modeled after the old and new of the Chicago Athletic Association.

Praying the prayer of last night’s ashes in the raden ashtray.

Come on, Great Lakes Region! Let’s get more Sumerian!

Poetry is how language leaves the mouths of statues.