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. Continue reading
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…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
It’s never a good sign when they let too much silliness slip into the formula. Makes me think they should have stopped after season six.
Love,
Kevin
(31 July 2022)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Why does every procedural crime drama have to introduce an evil mastermind pursuing some sort of vendetta against one of the main characters?
Love,
Kevin
(30 July 2022)
Thirty years ago I saw you yesterday (a poem)
Some days linger in memory…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Thirty years ago I saw you yesterday.
Love,
Kevin
(29 July 2022)
