There is a pervasive state of decay to this city.  The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart.  There is a charm in that though.  Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.

1
Tidy Trash
Tidy Trash

  June 19th, 2008.  I spent the afternoon in an air conditioned coffee house in...

A Spot In The Sun
A Spot In The Sun

  I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...

From the $1 Menu
From the $1 Menu

I didn't have any particular direction or topic, but an egg mcmuffin popped into my head. I...

Just Say "NO! Don't DO IT!"
Just Say

A man walks into his doctor's office and says, "Doc, I've got a problem..."  The doctor...