ihopeiwinatoaster

Twelve years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.

Friday, October 2, 2015

This Is Not a Device

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(If you'd like to follow along as I read this piece click the SoundCloud player below) Hey, boys... listen, well, it's prett...
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Monday, September 28, 2015

"Esta La Luna"

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I lived in Queens, New York - Astoria, to be precise - in the mid-eighties.  The subway train was the double-R back then and the last stop ...
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Friday, September 18, 2015

Contraption

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con·trap·tion kənˈtrapSH(ə)n/ noun noun: contraption ; plural noun: contraptions a machine or device that appears strange o...
Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Touched Stones and Penciled Lines

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She undoes the stiff knot she had moistened in her mouth and removes three white beads from a sinew cord which adorns the top of what you m...
Friday, September 11, 2015

Fragility

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Maybe I shouldn't post this, Zack said he didn't mind.  Can he really know?  I don't. "I am Powerful and Strong, Yet ...
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Wednesday, September 9, 2015

"Hands Free Life"

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In more than one image around here - usually of me holding something up - you might notice a thin, leather wristband twisted three time...
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Friday, September 4, 2015

Memories and Images

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 (It'd help if you sang that title to the tune of "Photographs and Memories" by Jim Croce from which it was so embarrassingly...
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