I'm the refrigerator poet... magnetic Word+food=heaven. I'm a misanthrope (with a side of hope), a dreamer/schemer ... more

I'm the refrigerator poet... magnetic Word+food=heaven. I'm a misanthrope (with a side of hope), a dreamer/schemer in bed with the Redeemer, sighing sojourner, bridge-builder and burner. Music first brought me to the blog world; words and other obsessions are what keep me here. I'm so self-consciously clever, so annoying that I might start to grow on you, like a fungus. I'm my own worst enemy. I make a point of not belonging. Join me.