Dear Friday,
Are you sure you’re not early?
Love,
Kevin
(26 August 2022)
July 2022
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
What is the point of setting an alarm if I’m only going to wake up five hours early anyway?
Love,
Kevin
(19 August 2022)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Crackle, crackle, crackle…
Love,
Kevin
(12 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)
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
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)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 