Wednesday, June 30, 2010


Now that I'm back I find I have less to say than before I departed.
I wait for things of importance to make themselves known.
They don't.
Well, they haven't so far.
The things I value are hidden to myself.
I'm sure they'll be obvious eventually.
So for the time being I'll stick to the plan.

Say less.
Do more. 

Monday, June 14, 2010


Communists on the corner. No, I have three of your flyers. Leave me alone, keep your revolution to yourself. Crazy bearded guy in a wedding dress. Saying something about stuff. Can cartwheel. That could be be me with just a slight nudge. Cuban guys flying the flag, even more than normal. All to a Tom Petty soundtrack backed by sirens and ceaseless conversation. I'm going to miss this place.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Tuesday, June 1, 2010


Not really blonde are you, more of a dirty blonde...

In a bar, again, thinking

We have a preference for the abstract over the real. We are easily seduced by our curiosity.