Stuff on Copp's head and a still from The Bridge, lalala.

a dude in a pacific northwest tribe said he was fixing to die but would come back as a kwakiutl or sea wolf and he did. i think that is so impressive and i'd like to give him a whale hug. i don't know if i could go from a pale wizened wraith in forsook chicago could make that transition. but i can dream for now. it's sunny out now, and i'm not fixing to die.

dogs don't live long but they rarely get colds. i hope i don't get a cold. copp's mom has a cold. when i get a headcold my tooths hurts.

found wet fortune on sidewalk. applied to red leaf. applied to the forehead of mister. it says, the fun side of relationship begins to unfold. and who wouldn't apply for that.

it seems all contingency, no plan, but that too's an illusion. the masters of war have a plan for us littles, to keep us in contingency.