14OCT14 — Today my friend’s dog died. Losing a dog is a sadness so profound, it’s useless to explain it to anyone who hasn’t experienced it. I only met Kaia a handful of times, but I was always amazed by her tricks and how well behaved she was…our dogs have always been maniacs, so any dog that can go without a leash and stay by your side gets my respect. I barely even know Guy, but he’s a good dude…one of those people that you can tell their momma raised them right. Seemingly a happy, fun-loving, social, always the one to make sure people feel included sort of guy. Perhaps that’s why I am so sad for him. I hate seeing someone who is such a force of happiness face such heartbreak. The one thing I do know is how much he loves this dog. I mean, one of our first nights drinking together ended with a pictorial/video history of his and Kaia’s many adventures together. Rest easy, Kaia. Glad to have gotten the chance to hang out and throw some treats your way.
A 24-year-old Little Rock woman was pushed to the ground, kicked and robbed Wednesday night in an alley behind a River Market bar, police said.
Half an hour before this woman got robbed, these same dudes (I’m pretty sure) followed me into an alley in the River Market. I felt ridiculous, but I made a quick-turn where they couldn’t see me and sprinted to the end of the alley. I really felt stupid at the time, but it seems my instincts may have been correct.
"It’s intimate, like being with your girl or something: You guys might have a kid as a result of it, but you never really divulge how all that happens. People just assume, but nobody really knows. A lot of times the naturalness and spontaneity of things can’t really be described. It’s like, there’s all kinds of different strains of marijuana. Maybe the one that you had that day mixed with the food that you ate, mixed with the weather outside, mixed with what you did that night and what you have on. All of these chemical reactions conspire with every little nuance of sound. If we only look at the surface and say, ‘We recorded this on Tuesday night,’ we’re not really giving a full account of what happened. It can be a sound, it can be a word, and often those things lead to something where, in the end, the beginning is forgotten.