Memories of Me: Iced Cream Book release Party

Increasingly my blog is becoming less a medium to reach other people, and more a repository of things I wish to remember and memories I'd like to catalog. All of this remains contingent upon this platform remaining available in the future. My Space comes to mind. I feel as if I had done some of my best writing about politics and current events on my My Space blog, only to find the entire thing disappear. 

I feel the cold, inexorable creep of dementia the same way I feel the canvas of pain arthritis is stretching across my body. Perhaps in the not-too-distant future this blog will be one of the few mementos I have to remember myself by. I'm very proud of the work I've done over the past five years, and all the marvelous artists I've been able to collaborate with. 

Last weekend we did the book release party for Jesus's book, Iced Cream, at Rockford Art Deli. It was a success. I was stressed out about my performance for a few weeks, and only came up with 3:41 I felt good about last Thursday while I was here holed-up at the apartment. I decided not to deviate from the script I had written.

Having finished that, I'm sort of between projects. 

Here's me in my Converse All Stars.

And here I am with Jesus. I was relieved when it was over. Fantasy football season has begun.

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