Captian's Log Eyes Shut 3 Nov 2023 There is no place, no love, no hope, no want in this desire to belong. Belonging to nothing, hoping for nothing, loving nothing; in the end, being nowhere, heading nowhere……
Captian's Log Dead Code 22 Sep 202318 Sep 2023 Unfortunately, over the weekend, the consultant we hired committed suicide. John F. Earlin was a great engineer, his contributions to the project are irreplaceable, and he will be missed. We…
Captian's Log On the Death of My Uncle at the End of a Slow Suicide 18 Jun 202317 Jun 2023 Please God, he was only ever good to me. I know, I cannot help but know it, what sort of man he was. But is there not some hope for…
Captian's Log I Read, You Listen | The Repairer of Reputations 4 Dec 20223 Dec 2022 https://youtu.be/9KFsCsrl0PE Well, trying to upload a YouTube video for tomorrow, but the darn thing's been sitting at 1% for an hour or so. I don't have high hopes this will…
Captian's Log 2022: Thanksgiving 24 Nov 202223 Nov 2022 As Thanksgiving approaches, I find a deep melancholy building in my chest like a rising tide. It is the admixture of many things: winter's gloom is taking its toll and…
Captian's Log Paradox of Life: Offenses Must Come 2 Mar 2021 I used to have a recurring fantasy in grade school. I would sit in history class, next to the window, look out at the hills, and I would imagine a…
Captian's Log Short Story: Entwined 3 Feb 2021 Please Read: Entwined Excerpt: I wanted to feel sad, just a little, on that windy day. I wanted to cry as the deep Pacific hummed lowly in the distance. As…
Captian's Log Satire: What Matters Will Survive 7 Jul 20207 Jul 2020 Please Read: What Matters Will Survive Old Harry couldn’t cope and so he bought a rope. He tied it round his neck and jumped off of his deck. The sirens…
Captian's Log Rambling Thoughts About My Face 29 Mar 2020 I have often given my blog over to meditations on the morose. I am no prophet, but one certainty I proclaim is death. It is the one inescapable fact. You…
Captian's Log Poem: Again 15 Jan 2020 The melting, blue snow of a dying day, the aborted winter’s passing away the cascading rain falling down on me and the dark of night’s a swelling black sea All…
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