Dear Tuesday,
Good job on the temperature. Humidity still needs work, though.
Love,
Kevin
(9 August 2022)
Dear Tuesday,
Good job on the temperature. Humidity still needs work, though.
Love,
Kevin
(9 August 2022)
Dear Monday,
I hate it when the remote hides between the cushions.
Love,
Kevin
(8 August 2022)
Dear Sunday,
Looks like somebody’s cranking up the sun again.
Love,
Kevin
(7 August 2022)
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,
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,
Two days to come up with a title. I must be slipping.
Love,
Kevin
(4 August 2022)
Dear Wednesday,
At least they finally got rid of the supervillain genius—that gets old real fast.
Love,
Kevin
(3 August 2022)
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. Continue reading
Dear Tuesday,
Meh. I’ll set up the printer tomorrow.
Love,
Kevin
(2 August 2022)
Dear Monday,
August already? All right, Monday…
Love,
Kevin
(1 August 2022)
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Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Kicking Guilt in the Balls One Day at a Time.
Thoughts and images by Omar Willey
Monica Carroll
Poems by Iris Orpi