AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

3/19/11

dear (______):

Dear Nike,

Your shoes are sexy. Your commercials are all sass. But the bottom line still is: I need to put food in my stomach more than I need to help you move units.

And besides, have you ever worn your shoes for more than the length of a sporting event? Please fire everyone in your ergonomics department or whoever handles the fitting half of "fit and finish". They've been dropping the ball for twenty years.

Yours,

A person with feet not shaped like geometric wedges or airfoils.

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