Billions of sentences served.
Notes on the process of recovery from crack and cocaine addiction written daily as I go through it.

Archive for March 2006


A G Thang

Yesterday Buddy and I went to the library (he waited in the car) and then Pioneer Park where they’ve fenced off the old locomotive I played on as a kid. The park’s about as downtown Mesa as anything, and Mesa’s about as Mexican and Mexico. I like that. There were some freaks of all ethnicity […]

Weakly

’s been a week since I last showed my face around here. A lot’s happened. I’m pretty sure what got me off track was tackling my taxes last Thursday. I’s expecting to get a little to little-lot back. Worked six months, got taxed at my Project Manager salary, did take the early (way early) distribution […]

Constewed

Just got off the phone with Hec. I’m confused. The conversation boiled up a stew of emotions. He tells me about his trip to LA, how crazy it was. Clubbing, friends DJing, playing congas in the warehouse, back to British guy’s four-level house on the hill with balcony, Ketel and champagne, “pharmaceutical grade” E (a […]

From Borgeby gård

Just read these passages from Rilke’s eighth letter to Mr. Kappus:
…we are alone with the alien thing that has entered into our self; because everything intimate and accustomed is for an instant taken away; beccause we stand in the middle of a transition where we cannot remain standing.
…learn to realize that that which we call […]

ScreamScrape

Last night it was me paperclip scraping a pretty cashed out glass pipe—screens thin, sides streaked with more ebonied tar than deep butter. But here’s the kicker (as my pops would put it): this was in the context of now, i.e. three months crack-free, and my rationale was like just this once to remind myself […]