I am grappling with bafflement.

I'm working stuff through, yo. It takes time. I thought it would come together around the big 3-0, but it didn't.

If anything, it got more intense. The yearning, the pressure to quit wasting my time. I feel like two people. The one who does things and the one who suffers from too little being done.

Give me four arms and I'd be mythic and accomplished. Two just isn't enough.

I'm told I have dragons in me, and that they keep me mean. I think they keep me motivated. They keep me pushing for more.

I'm wrong a lot. At least as often as I'm right. But at the end of everything, there's this stuff I've made. Web sites, blog entries, other peoples' albums, poems, events, performances.

Sometimes what I do matters to people. I like that.

So welcome to the Unicorn Petting Zoo. Here be dragons, but other things too. It's lively with fantastical critters. Take a look around.