Dear Reader,
and keep checking back for my new book, coming out by the end of the month. ‘one poem and nineteen poems’ book/cd combo.
lovingly writter
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
hi. i just wanted to give you all an update. feeling alot better and i’m finally reaching out to some of the ms groups that are there there to help. as a matter of fact, i just got off the line with the most lovely lady at the ms association of america. she said she’d be looking here on boxwithman.com to find out about me and i wanted her to learn, via this first post, i’m a little crazy, but i’m fair. and happier after talking to you.
yours,
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
hi. i’m here at home while michelle and the girls are in youngstown. i slept from probably 5pm off and on till 1pm this afternoon. i’m not bothering to wonder if that’s good or not. i’m not bothering to wonder about much, and that’s catching up with me. letting other people think about me too much. never been my strong suit, waiting and listening and then following. i feel like i’m locked uip in the house. i can’t drive.
i can’t drive. that may not seem like such a big deal but allow me to tell you that it is a big deal. it’s keeping me and smoking from fully continuing our relationship. i’ve got to keep my lungs and my legs together. ready. luckily my studio is just close enough to ride to without to much trouble but just far enough that when i go there i go to spend time and work.
i feel like i’ve been focusing on stencils much. not writing enough. i wrote last week at the studio while the volta sound were practicing and it is sunday again, and it is volta sound practice again, so what the hell, right. might as well.
i got one of those netbooks. fantastic. the only thing missing is the cd/dvd drive, and tell me…when was the last time you stuck something in your cd/dvd drive on your laptop? $300. changed both my and my wifes productivity.
alright, i think this has been long enough, sitting out here on the back porch, writing a letter to you while the treble-y burbbling of pti crinckle out of the small speakers on the netbook i was just telling you about. michelle called around 6 or 7 to let me know she and the girls are staying in y-town again tonight. she needs to sew the girls halloween costumes and her mom is an expert sew-stress. i miss them.
when the girls are away, before i go to bed, i walk into each of their rooms and i look at their beds and i picture them sleeping there. and when i lay down in my bed, i turn to face michelle’s side of the bed and i picture her little pixie face asleep. these are the most beautiful things i am able to imagine.
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
hi. hopefully back to writing more often. sorry i couldn’t write much these last few weeks but i wasn’t allowed to use the laptop in the cleveland clinic. it interfered with the brain wave monitors.
brain waves.
i have them, so that’s something. i had a roommate in columbus (i was sleeping on the laundry room of a house where 9 other osu students were living and one of them, scott coaster was his name i believe, had no brain activity. i’m not saying that to be funny, or to degrade scott coaster. he had a considerable amount of his brain removed after a car accident and spent the rest of the time i knew him, and probably all the time i haven’t known him, in a full care facility.)
my wife was going to have a yard sale but it ended up raining today so we’ve been hanging out in the house, doing alot of nothing. my wife and the girls are going to be going to y-town tonight, returning tomorrow. i’ll probably spend much of the time down in the studio. randell and i went scrapping a few days ago and oi found a ton of great stuff to spray on. maybe find out if there’s something going on nearby.
can’t drive.
that has been the toughest thing to get used to. i’ve been havimng less and less episodes so that’s good, but it just feels like our family is so far away from the way we used to be. i just want everything to go back to normal, but i suppose that time is over.
blood,
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
oh yea. here’s a new stencil i made right before falling into this big black hole:
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
hi. i imagine that, even though i’ve been trying to keep it in the family as much as possible (to cut down on any sympathetic looks), you all probably know i’ve been going through shit here at home. i won’t bore you with the details but it seems i’ve been having visions. some dr’s have called them, what the hell was that..vivid illusions or something like that. someone made a Gob Bluth joke about it and now i can’t get that out of my head. regardless, i’ve been having these strange visions which has been very taxing on me and my family and i’m not sure if i’m handling it well or not or what the hell but i did go into the hospital for a whole week with my head connected up to some pc running windows xp and i couldn’t get out of bed. if i had to use the facilities a nurse had to come in and untangle me and hold the wires while i rocked and rolled. so by the end of the week we found out that the visions aren’t seizures which is great so now i go into the hospital again tonight for a sleep study to see if they are associated with narcolepsy. this, of course, has stunted my output of art and artistic things, but last night i did just hang out over at the volta sound practice and wrote for about two hours. that’s the first time i’ve written in months, so that was actually pretty great. i got one of those new netbooks, the little nothings that cost $300.00, i got the asus (it was ranked the highest by consumer affairs) one and i absolutely love it. it has everything except a cd/dvd drive, which is fine for such a portable machine, and it runs everything else. it’s specs are either the same or better than the full laptop i bought brand new 3 years ago. the laptop has now become the home computer, which we’ve needed. i always hog the computer, and now with a big push coming soon on the proffesional side i’m going to need this more and more.
well, i’m going to finish eating and get ready for tonight.
soon,
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
jeepers creepers. this last month has been insane. people have been buying the t-shirts like crazy, through the page and in person at places i’ve gone to play. i’ve been working my as$ off at my new studio at the spot. i have a bunch of new stuff to post up. i have to drive into y-town to work at the lemon grove tonight. that’s right!!! the lemon grove is actually open and it has it’s liquor license and i’ve boked a couple of nights on a shoestring and with no time, but i’m starting to settle it, getting the calendar fillled up. man. it’s incredible down there. just the vibe. i mean jacob is the boss dammit. it’s beautiful. makes a man wish he lived in youngstown.
anyhow, i gotta scoot but i’m going to update the merch page with tshirts and all the other novelties and i’ll have the cd and the cd/book up in no time. crazy crazy.
yours in blood,
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
back on a roll. made this one last night.
blood and guts,
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
i’m just so inspired by the michael jackson tribute today, i just had to do it.
your narrator,
eric ()
Dear Reader,
and with the change in weather comes another change in me. it’s like the sun’s rays burn away pain. so i’m back above ground now. how has everyone been? good. good. ooo, here’s a new one i made yesterday.
gotta go goof around with the girls today. well, i don’t gotta. i want to. bye
blood,
your narrator,
eric ()