today

The names at the end of the book, out of order, are the names of those who value creative explosions as viable solutions, as collateral damage prevention, as pumping heart-muscle fists. I'm taking radio production classes with a local community radio foundation. I'm listening to Third Coast Festival radio soundscapes at work. We're sitting with our son, after school, doing homework for an hour. Collapsing in bed, barely able to move, looking across the sea of thread. - Sept 28. This morning I received an email message from an ex-colleague at the University of Arizona. One of our graduate film students was recently killed in a car accident while walking across the street. I recall his open/honest face, and his pention for curiousity and discovery. (for Tim Morris)