Dear Monday, I hate it when the remote hides between the cushions. Love, Kevin (8 August 2022)
Author: Kevin J. O'Conner
I'm primarily a poet and copy editor. I also make art, edit audio, and take photographs. Confounding expectations since 1963.
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, Looks like somebody’s cranking up the sun again. Love, Kevin (7 August 2022)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, So I had to send in a few more forms—but at least they’re finally doing something with this one. Love, Kevin (6 August 2022)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, So they go from the supervillain genius to a massive government conspiracy? Ugh. Well, I’m already nine seasons in—no turning back now. Love, Kevin (attempted to post on 5 August 2022—but it didn't go, apparently)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Two days to come up with a title. I must be slipping. Love,Kevin (4 August 2022)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, At least they finally got rid of the supervillain genius—that gets old real fast. Love, Kevin (3 August 2022)
A 1992 mix
Thirty years ago on July 31st, I returned to Seattle after spending five years in Tokyo. This last weekend, I made a mix to mark the occasion. Angelo Badalamenti – Theme from Twin Peaks – Fire Walk With Me Body Count – Body Count’s in the House Bruce Springsteen – 57 Channels (and Nothin’ On) [...]
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Meh. I’ll set up the printer tomorrow. Love,Kevin (2 August 2022)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, August already? All right, Monday… Love, Kevin (1 August 2022)
And then I came home (a poem)
Some days pop up in memory… The idea of flying has given me that feeling in the pit of my stomach ever since— but they don’t make a train that travels under the ocean cruise ships are floating incubators (and overpriced) and I’m not a swimmer anymore — Some years I forget all about it [...]
Ordinary Average Thoughts 