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Monday, April 29, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Loot
:
woke too early, plug ears to drown ambient noise; listen to Neko
Case while picking up my room; folding last week’s clean laundry; go to
ACE Hardware and buy a screen, a wood pole; pick up two frames at the frame store for the Kit Kat project; then to Richmond Produce for
salad making stuff; a yogurt container has an interesting recipe for a Mediterranean salad of yogurt, cucumbers, garlic and mint; sandalwood incense; watch Orphan Black; get Volcano curry; Monday Mornings before Mad Men;
Joan is acting up, rambunctious; I crack my door open
for her in case she wants to come in; the screen in the window fills the
room with pleasant and cool air.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Record Store Day
:
it’s Record Store Day; leave the house by 10:30 and head for the park;
does everyone in this city jog and ride their bikes for sport?; a pack
of three kids, “Hey! Excuse me. Hey!” I refuse to respond to ‘Hey!’; I
forget that it’s 420; the park is filled with baggy t-shirts, red-eyed
people, brownies, cookies, and snacks, smoking blunts, hitting bongs, playing drums; passing the crowd I come to
young kids’ soccer games, their yuppie parents unsure of how to behave
with all this going around; contact high; Amoeba is busy, the line
snaking all along the wall, to the back, and towards the Blues section; I
have a list and I begin hunting; get 3 records I was looking for, O+S,
Patty Griffin, and Stereo Total; next year I’ll have to come early;
waiting in line is close to pleasant; two guys behind me talk about Ghostface
Killah and people 'sleeping' on certain records; reminds me of the
Newbury Comics days, I like listening to them; I’m calm (contact high);
in the Classical section I look for Haydn’s complete sonatas; I buy an
Amoeba tote to hold my stuff; see what D.’s up to: “I’m officiating
L.’s wedding. Want to come? I need someone to film.”; get a Kalbi
sandwich from King Foot Sub and two Orange Mango juices; it’s a gorgeous
day, warm and bright; D. wears a kilt; his new roommate J. is
getting ready; we decide to take a cab, Homobile to Marshall Beach where
the wedding will be; we sing “Ziggy Stardust”,
“Enter Sandman”, and “Rhythm of the Night” as we cruise through the city
looking for the entrance; she loves us; “I can’t believe you kids know
these songs.”; we find
L., his fiance W., and a few of their friends and find our way
to the stairs that lead to the secluded beach; J. smokes a Newport,
wears cowboy boots, and worries about falling into the brush; this is
her first time at the cliffs; the water is cool, the sand warm, we make
our way to a cluster of rocks; they open Pabst Blue Ribbon and roll
joints; it’s nearing 4:30pm when the wedding begins; I use a Flip camera
to record and W.’s friend R. takes photographs; J. marks
their foreheads with silver makeup; D. reads a Rimbaud poem about
humans, the Earth, and teats; the bridge stands like a tiara in the
background; on the beach someone says, “I know
you.”; it’s C.B. from UMass; he wears a cowboy hat; “I heard you
were living in town,” he says; “The last time I saw you was at Truck.
That was ages ago.”; I decide to walk
home; a burrito at Gordo’s;
first episode of The Americans.
Friday, April 19, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Neko
: don’t know what to have for dinner; think
about Subway but go to Turtle Tower; watch Chopped
with P. and R.; the three of us watch TV,
a program hosted by Neil deGrasse Tyson on the intelligence of animals; play with Joan, she’s rambunctious, curious, and full of energy.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Chocolat
:
no breakfast food except for a blueberry cereal bar; get text message from
R. about the Boston Marathon bombing; I get worried, wondering where
on the marathon route it happened; I think about my mother, sister, and
B.; Adam Johnson’s The Orphan Master’s Son
won the Pulitzer Prize for literature; the bay is a mint green and dusty blue;
the wind is enormous, debris in my eyes;
carrying bags; chicken, kale and mashed potato; Facebook is loaded
with condolences and messages regarding the bombing; RuPaul’s Drag Race kicks off Detox.
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