Friday, August 28, 2009

no notes

I may be getting a job at the UN, no joke. I find out on Monday. Even if I don't get it, I'm excited to get into the building and look around.
I don't think I've been there since I was a little kid, maybe not even then. Maybe it's just a place I wish I had visited as a child.

I fell in love with these things, but I wasn't taking notes as I was doing it. I can't tell you very good descriptions of what they are. Sorry.

through their hands, they shall learn
thanks for this, maxwell


sea monster hobbes
sublime frequencies
if i can pay my rent this month, the next thing im gonna do is invest in a drug rug
and some lip liner
louise bourgeois
no wake. save the manatees.

i also fell for roosevelt franklin:

as sure as a moose likes moose-juice.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009


Monica came back for a minute before leaving again. Now she is on a farm in Spain and I miss her. WWOOF.

backyard beets

This is Lindley holding Lazaro somewhere on Broadway.

Lindley is a photographer and also made these sites:

My favorite is 'the ones we love.' I like looking at the handwriting of photographers, especially those younger than me, and ones that claim to love their moms.

It has been a summer of breakups and downs and ups again. And now it is almost over.

mountain sides

The whole world smelled like garbage today. But besides that everything was ok and the weather is getting better. My neck doesn't sweat as much while I am sleeping.

These are photographs from PA.
I visited Jody in the mountains and had the best time. He escorted me to the first wedding I have ever been to. After hours of drinking at the reception, I went to a casino and lost $10 on a digitized slot machine. Then the next day, hungover, we walked through the wet woods.

It looked like the Emerald City

There were thousands of these guys

Hi Jody

Sunday, August 23, 2009

can you see the repairs in the sky?

can you see the repairs in the sky?

Saturday, August 15, 2009


Monkeytown has to be the worst venue in Brooklyn. I showed up late and sat in the corner. A balding man was eating the worst smelling mini hamburgers and foie gras. It was gross.
Later I was drinking mezcal and dos equis. Today I'm kinda down.

Someone! Help me with indexhibit, please.
I'm trying to piece together a website. Slow it goes.

I dug through my external hard drive and found some movies of a road trip to Florida and when I first moved to New York. This is that.

my mentor

a dream

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


I need to see this movie


email to my momma

i dont have to respond to ridiculous emails anymore or have someone call me retarded at 9:30 in the morning.

it's a good thing that DP deleted my email account because i probably would have made a book out of the trash those people sent to me in the past month.
on the positive, I got to meet J Mascis and fan out in front of him.
so long for now, powerhouse.