This interview was made as a high school project in the 90’s with my late grandfather.  It makes me smile every time I listen to it.  “Mostly we made things… Kids carving a wooden propeller out of a nice wooden plank”  I’m so glad that my history teacher in high school made me do this, I have my grandfather on tape.  Great memories.

Grandfather Kennedy

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If you want to add to the story, feel free to.  Littleone and I are waiting

Fine

Let’s do it your way

Let’s commit, give up dreams and breed

Let’s have a mini me to see the end of eternity

Let’s have a love child to hide

All our fears and insecurities

Let’s call it true love

Lets get married

Lets have a child

Lets perpetuate the demise

Of humanity

One lie at a time

Let’s buy a condo

Let’s move away

Still silent in front of shows on tv

The ones we dare not miss

for fear of seeing some reality

Let’s get married and pretend for the world

That we know the future

That we know what’s best

That we will be happier than the rest

–  Julia-lee

Ice Fog

This morning it was -28. Coming down across the bridge the ice fog was taken so high off the river that it obscured the other bank and all its buildings. It’s an eerie circumstance a misty frozen curtain being lit by the rising sun. I am late again, this time because there was no heat in the car. The only way to make the fan run was to pummel and pound the dash. There is nothing that rage can’t fix.   

The tepid sun is as tired as I am and spring is entirely too far away. The future is obscured in icy mornings there is no tomorrow only now, snow has been, is and will remain. It is now that I most envy bears.

– Byterman

Tepid

I want to bask in the sun
when it’s high in the air
feel the heat on my skin
in the day
 
It’s closed in the snow
the sun holds the heat for itself
fearing the wind
will carry all away
 
Tepid sun
Tilting earth
Terrible
I hate you
 
Come back

-Byterman

 Chocolate Dreams

The Older I get the more childish I become

So ready to cling to mystery in search of reality

So ready to accept myth as my destiny

I was at a wedding last night

Of a woman I didn’t know

She was beautiful

my vision of childhood memory

I remember a story

A magic trick to set your dreams

To the man you desire

All you need is cake from a wedding

So silently I slip a sliver

Of chocolate dreams into my pocket

I drove home thinking of you

Falling asleep a smile graces my lips

The first in weeks

Ready to embrace

 dreams of myth and destiny

-Julia-lee

It has been pointed out to me several times recently that my username sucks. Here are some of the suggested alternatives:

morebitterman

bitternessman

xtrabitterman

manbitter

rabidmanbitter

or

sadderman68

Matt Bors comics.

The last answer is hilarious!!!