Charles Hatch

My dearest and oldest friend Gabrielle Arthurs has given birth to her first child, a son named Charles Hatch. Born December 3rd, 2010 at 6lbs 14oz he is a sweet little fellow Sagittarius.

I was making a soup in my sink

Chopping, peeling, cutting and mixing, I kept adding ingredients to a soup. It was a big job, and I was preparing the meal in my kitchen sink. The sink was attached to heat elements which turned the massive steel bowl into a modern caldron complete with elements, heat dials and timers. Using my arms to stir the growing mix I could feel the broth slowly getting warmer.

I was making a soup in my sink at Adam's mom's house in the country. Adam was there watching and so was his mom, his step dad was somewhere close by too. I felt good about doing something nice for them. As I continued my preparations I noticed Adam had brought my ash tray from home. He looked at the cigarette butts and called them a word I didn't understand and can't remember. Thinking he was judging me as I stirred potatoes into my soup I surrendered that the butts were gross and needed to quit. Adam replied that he simply meant they looked good and understood how people could get addicted. With that he dumped the ash tray with all the cigarettes into my soup.

"Don't do that!" I moaned, like an impatient child. Quickly, I started sifting my hands through the broth in an attempt to retrieve the dirty filters. As I caught them one by one I ordered Adam to grab another onion from the pantry. "Slice it up and throw it into my soup," I said, "we need to cover the taste."

"Cherries on the mocha?!"

Working at Starbucks, I was trying to take an order for an older man, well dressed. He wanted a chocolate mocha for his kid and an americano for himself. The way this man explained these drinks confused me. I was unable to mark his cup properly for the barrista and started to get frustrated. "I don't know how they do it at my store but they make it special for me." Was I supposed to be a mind reader? I asked him many questions about his order and began to sweat. The line was getting longer. Finally I discovered that he wanted his americano extra extra extra EXTRA long and marked the cup accordingly. The man smiled at me in a gay way. Just as I thought I could move on from the unending ambiguity of something so trivial, the barrista asked "cherries on the mocha?!" and I woke up.

Penki

Drawing words with light from an iPhone with Adam. 6 second exposure, phone dragging at a 45 degree angle. Thursday night geek central. Love freedom and Lightslave.

The wind howls "love freedom"

A ghost came to me last night. He howled like the wind and woke me from my slumber with a cold chill. Suddenly jolted from deep sleep I felt the tension of that trapped energy I have become familiar with. He was disrupted by the presence of police in our home, it was his home too. After all, how could they be trusted? The wind moaned louder against my window. This ghost told me not to be afraid of being blocked and to love freedom. I acknowledged his presence and he left immediately.

Orbit study for ÚŔÁŃỦŚ

27 years is 324 moons

*Bday parties means some of my favorite things!!

Freedom or Death (prelim)

Late in 2008

December 2008:

Alice, Irene and I were siting in the lunch room at work near the doorway. I had my suitcase, Alice and Irene did also. We were talking, I could feel I was late for my flight. I noticed that the Ho sisters were going to the airport as well so I asked Alice if they wanted to share a cab. She looked away from me but said yes. I could feel they both didn't want me to come with them. I wheeled my suitcase with me to the washroom, and then I left.

Out on Bay Street, I headed for home, walking with my bags. I arrived at my apartment for one final shut down check. As I went to lock the door, I noticed it did not seal. The door frame was on an angle and I was unable to properly lock my apartment.

My superintendent arrived and she was wearing a brown cardigan I once owned. She said to follow her, she would try to fix the problem. I looked at my watch and remarked that I was very late and would miss my flight. Then I could feel someone else's presence.

Craig was behind me in the hall outside my door. I turned to him. He was wearing a jean jacket, a backpack and he was also pulling a suitcase but his had a boombox stereo tied to the top of it. He said he was leaving. I replied so was I, I was late and was going to miss my flight. We shake hands, hug and he backs into an elevator full of people, with his bags.

The super said to come with her to the service elevator on the other side. Once inside, the doors shut and I noticed the service elevator was a small theatre. Four seats wide, three aisles high. I remarked that I should use the space for a play.

As we reached the ground floor, one side of the elevator opened into windows exposing the bring outdoors with lush trees and chirping birds.

Late with my luggage I woke up.

leggo my eggo

I was living with four other people in a big old house. My birthday was approaching and I was getting excited. Because I loved myself so much I was telling everyone I knew about the party, except for two of the people I lived with because I did not know them. Ben was the other room mate I knew, and he was befriending the ones I did not know. Both were female. Typical.

I came into the run down old fight club style kitchen and all were there. One of the girls gave me an eggo waffle covered in icing sugar so I took it and began to eat it. "This is delicious!" I exclaimed. She looked back at me with a strange grin. She had dark curly hair and a sharp face and she took a bite out of her own waffle. "It's my birthday today." She said with her mouth full, "I'm 26." I looked over at Ben, he shrugged. I looked back at this girl and wished her a happy birthday. As I took another bite into the sweet pastry the other girl piped in also. "It's my birthday next week!" She said. "I'm turning 23." Feeling little by little that my excitement was draining to these other younger birthdays, I clung to positivity. I remarked we were all Sagittarius with a forced smile.

I went to the refrigerator to get a glass of orange juice. As I reached for the door, David Davidson dressed in his black work uniform beat me to it. Bent over in front of the fridge he looked back at me through his thick black framed glasses and said "Don't worry, I'm 29." I looked back at everyone else feeling a little relieved. "Thank god," I replied "You don't look a day over eleven."

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MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......

11lb Turkey Sunday also starring (myself) ben ross michelle hishmeh sham hishmeh craig massie robyn akimbo adam zinzan diana smith devin raw anna pantchev james gauvreau and yvonne reidy. Appearances by white wine, stuffing one and two, mashed potatoes, turnip, squash, cranberry sauce, gravy, followed by cherry cheesecake, pumpkin pie, italian ice cream, apple crumble chocolate cookies coffee and baileys. MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......................now for the soup.

chicken and corn in small ball form

Sitting in the booth at a diner with Adam and two men I can't remember, we ordered our meals and chit chatted about current events. It was evening, and I could see the street outside from where I sat.

My food arrived in a bowl, looking very much like corn puffs on rice. It was chicken and corn in small ball form, even the rice beneath it was balled. I ate it faster than I've eaten anything and before the waiter could leave I was ordering another round.

When we were done, Adam left to the store next door and promised he would be back. The other two men left. Alone at the table, I decided to sit in the windowsill and dangle my legs outside. I started to brush my teeth in this position, watching the people go by.

Then the two men and Adam walked by me, briefly saying they were leaving. I hopped down, toothbrush still in my mouth, and walked back around to the entrance to the diner. I had forgotten my wallet and manuscript!

In the seconds it took me to walk around two other men, Justin Apperley and Hayden Thomas were there preparing to order their meals. Justin was laying in the booth seat I had just left. I pounced on him, surprising them both. Reaching over him to grab my belongings on the windowsill I exclaimed "I was just sitting in the exact same place as you!" all the while pretending to stab him with my toothbrush as if it were a knife. I looked over at Hayden and asked how he was. "Fine, how are you Jordan?" he replied with a big smile. I said "SOO Awesome!" and turned to leave.

ÚŔÁŃỦŚ

"It's my party and I'll cry if I want to."

4/27 MOONS

*The Mutilation of Uranus by Saturn

*The Main Bridge