it begins

this is going to take me a year.

late night

censored

saturday: punctured, sail fail, but undefeated/happy.

after a 15-mile riverside ride, my bike, despite its long-punctured tire, made it to evanston.

"i'm here!"

the catalyst for the ride was to go sailing. though the lack of wind squashed those plans.

people tanning, not sailing

a circuitous route back to logan followed. we tried to find the lakeshore bike trail; going east, going west, east, back west, then east again for nearly half an hour. grilled and bourbon-marinated chuck roast awaited (though chuck is not the best cut to grill).

"pair me with butter & garlic potatoes, a spring salad with grilled mushrooms and bleu cheese, and beer." "ok"

night walk

abandoned plot turned urban garden

domesticity

pantry neighbors.
more to come.

wed.n.love

impassioned

engaged

brought juggalos to chicago

bad conversationalist

to day/night

• where is the woman in honor?
• he's wearing the red dress
• there's uh, um, a meteor shower...tonight... i, um, saw it on the news.

with age comes the inability to talk properly.

juice and crackers

learned yesterday after giving blood:
at least six pints are needed for a transfusion
90/50 blood pressure (mine, salt aversion) is the lowest threshold you can have to donate

mr. brainwash

come to chicago.

urban walk: thoughts and sights

thoughts

• bursting appendix that turned out to be side pain induced by coffee ice cream
• if wrapping foil around old-school cell-phone antennas would help reception
• how awesome it would be if i could parkour or freerun
• how awful it would be if i had fatal familial insomnia, remembering an article i read in "national geographic"
• excited to watch "singing in the rain", a recommendation from The Webb

sights

bike puppeteer, andersonville, 8:11 p.m.
last seen in front of the art institute, 2008

a house that should belong to a southern politician, lincoln square

manicured lawns that remind me of jeff koons in versailles, 2008

(internet photo, can't find mine)

nomad

august 12, depaul

rhinestone underwear and product placement

When "Bad Romance" came out, we had a viewing on the hour, every hour, at the office. Six months later, I finally get around to watching "Telephone".



Superficial and short summary:
first two minutes: torture to watch, where's the beat?
gaga can rock beer cans and telephones as headgear
gratuitous breast shots
mainstream queerness is promising
i want the lipstick gaga wears in the kitchen
nods to michael jackson fashion
axl rose gaga and wonderwoman beyonce dancing together is probably the most fulfilling part of this video.

six years ago

i was 22 when this guy started taking a photo of himself every day.
for six years.
patience.

learning

wish i could go to this tonight: juggalos

juggalo mario

buster

love

kirie time

by decoylab

the forest of my mind

by elsita

growth with some love from my surrogate family.