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et vous?

Tonight I feel all excited about what I am writing. It’s a very good feeling. I wonder if I should interact more in this blog. I notice that I don’t get many comments. Maybe I don’t ask enough questions? My stats tell me there are many of you reading, but who knows what those numbers […]

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cold

It’s mid-August, but this morning as I got ready for work it felt so wintery on our street. It could be the plastic covering half of our windows, sure. Or just the pall of gray that swept across our side of the city. I wore my black peacoat today. It’s very old and the lining […]

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While cleaning the office, I dug up this little wood box among my old things in the closet. It contains: + a small pair of silver hoop earrings. This may have been the pair I wore constantly for like six years sometime in my twenties. + a silver pinkie ring engraved with my initials. Too […]

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archivision

I am only three pages into Joshua’s flyer fanzine and already I am laughing my ass off. I swear he is one of the funniest writers I know. He also has the most airtight memory of anyone I have ever met. It’s a fucking gift. The zine is one of three he gave me when […]

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Protected: acquisition

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nevermore

On the way back from our walk this afternoon, we spied a giant crow in a low branch near where we walked. It was massive, perhaps the size of a chicken. Its body was jet black from beak to claws, and every few seconds, it opened its jaws to deliver a few low, gutteral sounds. […]

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saturn day

All the front windows are covered with opaque plastic sheets. Can’t see a thing outside. Ugh. Our already dim apartment becomes even dimmer; it feels like November in here. Giants game last night was great. The Dodgers were beaten, I got to see Schmidt pitch, and I had a nice hot chocolate. The only downer […]

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day off

Husband bought me a massage at this day spa on Fillmore. Gosh he’s great. So I did that this morning. Afterward, I wandered around in the mild sunshine, and ended up at this chocolate cafe called Bittersweet. I had the richest, bestest mocha ever. It was a lot like drinking a cup of liquid chocolate, […]

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grrr

I was 23. I added a couple dozen new photos to my 1990s set on flickr. Mostly old flyers from shows, but also a few photos and random set lists. Enjoy, kids.

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blue box

Last night I unearthed a stack of typed pages that I wrote when I was twenty. They appeared to be, for the most part, journals I kept between May and August of 1993. I read through them and was astonished at how detailed I was in my recollections of almost every day. It was around […]

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