Boot inclusion accidental. Created at 126th and Broadway. I spent the day at a museum downtown again in meetings about a major project and it went well. Getting there was a pleasure, the weather was so excellent, man. Check it … Continue reading
Sad eggs. Totally accidental, totally sad. I’m going to use that as a phrase to describe all pitiful things, now. “I lost my wallet last night.” “Dang, sad eggs dude.” I went out last night, Saturday, and had a good … Continue reading
Quite a few mails from the consumer culture rant so I’ve turned commenting on for that post, now in second draft form, so check it out again. It should read better and more clearly now. I encourage you to disagree or … Continue reading
Another Perfect Hangover. I think that’s a Motorhead song. It also applies to me this morning. “Perfect” here is not used in the positive, “I like headaches and feeling ill” sense. It’s perfect in the sense that this is what a … Continue reading
The course last night was good, I’ll be recording and posting just about all of it, so stay tuned. Last night’s nourishment– a very loosely defined routine that is working out well. (enable quicktime and double click the image … Continue reading
The apartment is quickly turning back to Bushido Dojo, emptying out, growing larger, growing peaceful. I woke up early and spent some time looking around while the coffee brewed and the eggs fried. Big spaces get better wafts of cookery, … Continue reading
7:30am First snow of the year and it’s January 21st. Makes one nervous, like maybe next year we won’t get any at all. My perception of what we should get in NYC is skewed, though, because the last few winters … Continue reading
12:35am. Nope, I do give a fuck. I might reflect often, and it might cause problems, but I’d definitely rather care. Caring less would be like castration, which would be like dying. The thing that keeps me from people is … Continue reading
1:35am. You can go as far as you want, but people try to slow you down, mostly. I’ve learned it pretty much everywhere. They don’t understand you. You have to pretend that they do, that they’re even really there, just … Continue reading
2:47am. Sometimes when I lie in bed sleeplessly like this I move my pillow to the side so I can put my ear on my mattress and hear my heart beat through the springs. Sometimes it beats out of me. … Continue reading
