Archive for December, 2014

December 22, 2014

if this song does nothing for you then check your pulse, you must be a sugar-free snickerdoodle, bereft of memories, feelings, or any of your five senses.Joel Meyerowitz (joel meyerowitz)


kids play laser tag

waitresses dressed like santas

hot sexy helpers

william_klein4 (william klein)christophernunn  (christopher nunn)

60 Christmas trees

Chinese, Desserts, Hanukkah

Each one has a theme

072newrt.JPG (matisse’s snail)

the matisse cut-outs were really enjoyable. especially because there were about a dozen infants and children dispersed throughout the galleries doing their own interpretations, via dancing, saliva bubbles, doodles, or singing.


December 16, 2014

Cuno Amiet2 (cuno amiet)

to buy the christmas tree, we went to a place called stew leonard’s, which was a very new place for me. it was a maze of produce but i was distracted by all the animatronic chiquita banana and cows telling us what to buy. they had a lot of soppressata sausages, a lot of cottage cheese, a lot of peppermint bark. we crammed the tree into the back of the VW bus and ate clementines on the way home. every time we watch football sam explains to me how the sport works while i notice that all the players have thighs like horse’s, and their bodies jiggle like flan.

Alba Yruela (alba yruela)
i remember the white stripes were the first band that made me want to play a cd over and over on my discman while kicking “spikey seed balls” down my hometown block, feeling like what was in my head was the world. i think of those preteen days fondly now, but realistically, i think i was so full of hormones colliding that i wasn’t capable of much contemplating. ivansigal03 (ivan sigal)
tuesday haikus:
saw a dog today
very ugly face it had
floppy lips, no drool

christmas ornament
hangs from my infected plant
lemon meringue pie

.Alice Bailly - 1907 (alice bailly)

a stint in my hometown

December 2, 2014

On Mount Baldy we walk a Spaniel with googly eyes and a fat mutt. Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark. Tall cactus watch over us, wondering if the Bougenvelia will ever loose its pink pink flowers.

edward steed Karl Schmidt-Rottluff1 (Karl Schmidt-Rottluff)

Christmas sugar lights. A vast sky, palm trees, and horizons on every side. I’m so used to a skyline and the presence of others, the ability to at any given moment peek into a window across the street, to a higher floor and see someone cooking, dressing, kissing. Here, you look out the window and you just see black and a faraway glow of a sprawling city. Here, you drive by the UFC training gym and the blinking red eyes of electric towers, Don Quixote, half a moon, Coyote packs.Antonio Sicurezza (Antonio Sicurezza)

And for breakfast I eat the bread my dad makes, sprinkled with sugar and cinnamon. I eat a persimmon too. Fuyu.