Conversations with Keefy

Few things can shock you awake in life like death can. I was coasting along as usual. Waiting. Waiting. Wai-ting. Time for me is a distance between two poles of circadian stasis and amnesiac waking life. Perpetual state of grogginess. Searching. Wondering what is to come. Like a giant shoe is dropping from somewhere above me. Squishing me flat. I knew it was going to be like this and it hit me hard anyway. Concussive force like an elbow to the back of your dome. Saddling my heart with hurt. Hurt for my friend who is gone. Hurt for his wife whom I would do anything for. Hurt for his family and friends near and far. Hurt for myself as well. I'd long ago tasted grief's bitter wine. Swallowed enough for this lifetime and the next. Felt it swill around my belly and get comfortable. Maybe it has been so long and I have been so empty that I was crushed by my own sense of being. For the first time in a long time fragility became real again. Refusing to be ignored. And now it feels

Charmed I'm sure...... Patton Oswalt is one of my favorite comedians and one of the smartest, funny people alive. His point blank sarcasm colors his observational humor in a twisted way which confounds some, but makes perfect sense to me. I have long been a fan and while his star is rising of late, it seems like he is only just now getting widely recognized as one of the better, more important humans among us. Most people know Patton from his stand up specials, from his role as Spence on The King of Queens on CBS and the Pixar animated movie Ratatouille . You may have also seen him on VH1's Best Week Ever (he was fired for making fun of Paris Hilton), Zoolander, Blade: Trinity , Reno 911 , The Comedians of Comedy tour, Blood Into Wine , Lewis Black's Root of All Evil show and some of Comedy Central's Roast of ... episodes. Patton has had a big impact on me through his stand up and through his brilliant albums Feeling Kinda Patton (United Musicians) Werewolves

She glistens in the nighttime sky. Naked, beautiful, brilliant and deadly. Silvery black like blood, under the pale of the moon. Venomous and fearing neither Hunter nor scorpions sting. Intimidatress, undisputed. The Serpent bearer is coming for you. No force majeur may hold her back. Stellar events raze the bleak nothingness. While unbreakable spectroscopic codes are embedded in her sacred DNA. Celestial syzygy connects us all. The cosmic ladder spirals endless still. Uncovering the basic truth we fear most. What we desire is occulted by evil lies, and the permanent collapse of intellect. Everlasting logic and reason will be crippled for eons to come. Neutronicum corpore pulcher. Teneas exanimis ad eam.