Sunday, November 22, 2009

I like not paying any attention to myself from time to time.
If you do it long enough you can catch a glimpse of yourself
caught unawares, like watching yourself in profile.
Do you do that?
Is perceiving yourself even a valuable goal?
Maybe not, but it's compelling.
I was remembering the nuns saying Jesus is always with you
I would turn around fast to see if he was behind me
waiting for the drinking fountain, coming into the bathroom,
displaced by the doorknob and hovering near it, but why.
We're just back from farmsitting for our friend, me and my family.
I keep not taking pictures.
It's a year this month that my camera walked off from the Brooklyn apartment.
It might be time to stop making lemonade and get a new one.
I do like what you can't capture.
Crossing the field towards the house
crunching half frozen ground past a slowly creaking windmill
like reenacting a hat movie
and realizing you were happy two seconds ago
before the word happy drifted in and changed the feeling.
Of the chickens we liked the bantum.
Of the stars we liked the meteors and planes.
On the road in the really dark we were scared of the yapping coyotes
and I forgot to not break into a trot, for appearances.
We arrived at the wrong house
and walked back blanketed with meteors and blinking airplanes,
4000 of them in the sky at any given time
the coyotes and us on the ground beneath them.

Sunday, November 08, 2009



















































































THE PARADOX OF
MULTIPLE JESUSES

Sunday, November 01, 2009

So the night is closing in on the day HOW GREAT!!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009
















Monday, October 26, 2009






















Friday, October 23, 2009





Wednesday, October 21, 2009



IF YOU LIVE IN COLORADO SPRINGS
DON'T FORGET TO VOTE TO FUND
THE BUS SYSTEM AND ALL OF THE PARKS.
YOU CAN STILL GET A PAPER BALLOT
SENT TO YOUR HOUSE.






















Thursday, October 15, 2009



I'm starting to like the poodle! I call him that, because his other half is called Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, barf. He yaps, humps, chews, digs, pees in other people's houses, and doesn't come when you call him.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Monday, October 12, 2009

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Friday, October 09, 2009

what if

I didn't want my moon crashed into today?

Wednesday, October 07, 2009







Sunday, October 04, 2009



the very old plumbing




Friday, October 02, 2009

e v e r y o n e k n o w s




If you call the information desk at Denver International
there is a recording they play during the hold time
saying that DIA is NOT the home of a subterranean parallel US government.
They do have nice toilets.


















This has always been a favorite SF building for me.
Heading out of Chinatown on Grant Street.
I guess partly it's the era.





It's pretty small





and about 25% staircase.





























































some pictures I didn't take
J&K's new Berkeley digs
Beautiful Bolinas, horrible Bolinas,
Cuban beauties
old times




san francisco ups & downs