Well, it seems I’ve let my health slip too far into decline once again. There’s a fair chance this will be my final entry, yet I find there’s little I have left to say. I suppose after the amount of deeply introspective poetry I’ve written, most of the bases have been covered. I’ve loved and lost, lived and genuinely died, I’ve given, and sadly taken a life, and had second, third, even fourth chances to make things right. I want for little at this point in my short, but full existence. Naturally, I hold a wealth of regret that I’m sure to take to my grave, but the past can’t be changed. As I previously mentioned, there really isn’t much to say, other than to thank anyone who has ever taken the time to read one of my rambles, whether or not it was a poem. Know that my words carry the truth and essence of who I really am.

With love,

Justin Arthur Clapp – Lloyd

Small Hours

I awoke around two this morning, knowing immediately that I wasn’t going to fall asleep again. I decided to do a little more work on the arcade cabinet that’s been consuming much of my time. There’s an original Spider-Man bezel now, as well as some handmade blinders and a layer of clear poly to protect the monitor. I’ve also checked every inch of the wiring, covering exposed connections and the like. As you’ll see in the video, I need to put a backing on the marquee. It looks washed out in person as well. I’m honestly glad to have another project for the long winter months, so I feel no need to rush things.

Hope everyone is having a pleasant day/night, whichever it happens to be.

Teenage Radioactive Spider-Turtles

It would seem this is the project that just keeps giving. I wish I were referring to the seven dollars in quarters that I unjammed from the slots…. Well, I suppose it’s fortunate that I’ve spent the last year sharpening up my soldering skills, as there’s a great deal of exposed and frayed wiring to deal with. Regarding the aesthetic side of things, it’s going smoothly enough. I finished adding a temporary layer of vinyl and applied some graphics to cover up all the tears and bald spots in the original laminate, plus I installed a new marquee this morning. Once the original bezel arrives, it should look much better. I discovered along the way that it was originally a TMNT cabinet from Konami, with just two pieces of the original Spider-Man art crudely transplanted onto it. I’m set to have about two grand invested by the end, which is more money than I’ve ever spent on something in my life. Time will tell whether this was a fruitful learning experience or not. To be totally honest, I’m thinking about restoring it back to a Turtles cab.

P.S. I forgot to take a before picture, but it was pretty beat up.

I’m not entirely sure I had anything to say, so I decided to post about nothing. Considering that’s what I’m presently doing, it’s a fitting topic. How about yourselves? What do you do with your idle time? I’m genuinely asking, so feel free to respond.

Winter is approaching quickly in Canada, and I feel like I’m not even close to prepared. There’s quite a lot that goes into the process, especially when you live in an older house. Here’s to hoping that I get everything sealed up and ready in time, so I can enjoy the few benefits of a long, dark winter.

Have a lovely day, wherever and whoever you are.

Write Only Memory

Believe it or not, almost none of the poems I’ve ever written were planned or even edited in any way at all. Here on WordPress, I usually just click “Write” and let my mind wander. If I don’t take things down as they come, I forget them almost instantly. This has me scribbling down poems and random lines pretty much all the time. As a result, I have countless scraps of paper and endless pages of poetry scattered everywhere. Realistically, I publish less than one percent of what I produce, without any regard for the quality of the work. I lose and discard a lot as well, but it never bothers me much, as I don’t remember them after. In fact, I can’t recite a single one of my poems from memory.