A collage from my TikTok account with a picture of my unadorned face and three others of me as Count Robbin Graves, the last of of which is me striking a pose like Christopher Lee’s Dracula, bearing his fangs in predatory glee.

Do you really know who I am? [maniacal laughter]

All right, I’m putting myself out there with this clip of me singing a cappella. It’s part of a larger song. I’ve composed recently and I might post the whole thing a cappella sometime soon or with my instrumental accompaniment. Anyway, I hope you like it. It’s not polished at all. It’s just me.

Oh, fuck! The rapture took place on September 23, and I got left behind. Hey Jesus! I want a do-over, man. I was supposed to eating ribs and pork-n-beans with you in my golden mansion, not suffering in the Great Tribulation down here with all these democrats!!!!!

My cover of Hoagy Carmichael’s classic, made famous by Teagarden & Armstrong. Recorded walking the river boardwalk at night — frogs went silent, dolphins followed, maybe even a coyote watched. Not perfect, just music in the world.

#Jazz #rockingchairs #growingold #grabbingatflies #gigglewater

The osprey’s eyes are sharp. They see you before you see them. Good thing for us that we’re not on its menu.

Early this morning, while I was out for an astrophotography session, the clouds rolled in, and I began to curse at them.

Then, with sudden clarity, I realized the clouds were also part of the universe. They were no less unique than the clouds of gas I was trying to capture in my deep space images.

Posted it on TikTok last night (8/23/2025)

A question