Tuesday, December 16, 2008

a switch within the ear to follow


far-away shot of my cold quinoa salad: my first time: it wasn't bad




a.m.g. checking out my cold quinoa salad: kinda spicy: really good: she appears skeptical




it snowed so i drove: sorry earth: it won't happen again




beautiful




these are boise's geese: they never leave, never migrate: i think they got lost here a hundred years ago and just decided that it would be easier to stay: some people hate them: i think they are lovely: even when they shit all over: it is nice to find animals that are true to each other & true to a place



this is no lay-over




this gull is a goner without its ocean




dead flowers outside the door




this little dilly came all the way from Romania: (he,he...a funny note got caught in that picture: "poetry: it has to be some kind of disorder")




very excited about this fella': he deserved a spot on the fridge




i've been getting lots of postcards lately: 3 right here!: chagall: others: very caring friends one & all

Saturday, December 6, 2008

it's hard to see but think of a sea/ condensed into a speck


there was milk in the cabinet




i'm not quite sure where my mind has been lately




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a fatality of the light




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this is the way the evening moved outside my apartment




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Sunday, November 30, 2008

every other thing at once


a.'s birthday entourage post-mexican feast




i do like horses




e. trying to make it look like something




i'm not quite sure




someone left a pumpkin pie at my door the night before thanksgiving: i was a happy boy




work was a bit slow the other night: i had to resort to something: @ the request of my boss to my right




i went to visit my neighbor, e., in her new apartment: she finally has lots of places to put things




i wonder if e. has ever lived in a place with so little on the walls: it all looks very nice




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a.m.g. brought christmas early this year




she thinks pretty hard about these things: exactly what i've wanted for quite a while




my alley was hard to find this morning: not really sure why i was even looking for it




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found 2 great albums this morning: neil young, on the beach & the national, boxer

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

as many/ as many


not sure if listening to this on repeat is working to my great benifit or detriment



a little bit sad that i might potentially be spending my thanksgiving alone staring at this scene for the next 5 days: i haven't been to montana in one year (today): i'm not sure if all this is a result of me being a. responsible, b. disorganized, c. self-pitying, d. overwhelmed, e. level-headed, f. motivated, or g. steffen: regardless, i feel like throwing myself into violent waves & then walking to the nearest diner in my wet clothes & ordering 42 orders of biscuits & sausage gravy




@ "thai cuisine" they call these things "golden bags": i couldn't resist




c. & a.m.g leg wrestling: what ever happened to board games?




i am here




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this kind of reminds me of high school




a. & c. having it out




trouble ahead




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c. made it the whole night




though both can sing i'm not sure either can play a lick




a.k. looking darker than usual




at long last: i've been waiting for this beauty: thanks, mom: nice thick pages




goldy's




went to the restaurant supply store for no good reason at all

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

the days ramp away


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in the cube




i was under-dressed for such a nice bathroom




new meets old




obamica on the sidewalk




me man




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giant camera




e. somehow manages to unknowingly collect catchup in the oddest places when eating




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silly




sillier




wind




water




wont




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somewhere in g.g.




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lingering




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for sale




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steel is still cool




a polite match




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almost destitute




lion: dog




e. coaxing the concrete




daniels




all claws




e. ready to give up outside the jewish museum




feather




cowboy hat just out of view




not muzak




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b. shimoda's first book: buy it: the alps: very very proud




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