Moving isn’t always easy. A few last minute items seem like they wanna drag me down. Every thing is packed and gone and I’m left here all alone in my empty apartment sleeping on a borrowed inflatable bed – waiting for the first to roll around. Gonna vacuum one last time and then close the...

Cats: other people’s cats, the neighbor’s cats, cats you see on television, the ones in those cat food commercials, photos of adorable cats doing stupid things that adorn greeting cards and the walls of dentist offices, the stuffed animal like cats that act in movies and children have as toys. Those are the kind of...

An unfortunate misunderstanding I will not be here this week to celebrate my two years of posting Full Blue Moon Dementia. However feel free to leave comments and please come back next week when I will return. That is if I survive a week of living with feral cats. Then it looks like I’ll probably...

The bus was down the street where it turns around, ten blocks away, shimmering in the sunlight. All over Chestnut Street couples were out walking with their children while the overdressed girls, parading in groups, filed in and out of the shops, saying shit was cute while checking their reflections in the windows, constantly aware...

The Doctor says my environment is making me sick. Only I didn’t really need him to tell me that. Hell, I’ve known for quite sometime that it’s killing me. Living in the underbelly of the city tends to get a little unhealthy at times – even on the best of days. Although what he’s talking...