cast your gaze into the moonlit clearly

 it is a beautiful, hazy & prophetic friday night in september.

and this is one of my favorite songs ever.



happy weekend.

bangarang!!

my neighbor came to the door to give me some errant mail.
i just realized i was wearing warpaint during our interchange.

it's been a long hard day of fighting the man. i fall asleep to the sound of sirens and have long twisty dreams about being unjustly arrested by swarms of policemen. as my faithful comrade in chaos cousin tony would say, fuck the five-oh.

it's the first day of fall and i am joyous and unruly! i win!

equinox: balance in nature

Time drops in decay,

Like a candle burnt out,
And the mountains and woods
Have their day, have their day;
What one in the rout
Of the fire-born moods
Has fallen away?

-william butler yeats

america the beautiful: david lynch's interview project

in the glorious folkloric tradition of this american life and storycorps, david lynch's interview project is a treasure trove of characters encountered during a 20,000 mile road trip across the united states. a new 2-3 minute episode is posted every three days, chronicling the marvelous stories and amazing soul-moving resilience of people. oh america. someday, someday-- i will have my own wonderful version of this project. mark my words.

my favorite interviews are #10 jim carter, #24 mrs. dennis, #26 john d. montgomery, #28 jefferson orwell opal, and#32 joseph l. king. but every single one is pretty epic.

InterviewProject.com

r.e.m. adventures: grandma's fire

a few weeks ago, i had a dream i was in a little white cottage on the top of a hill overlooking an endless expanse of sprawling green fields. i was inside with my father and his brothers, and grandma craig was there-- but she was younger than i'd ever seen her and fearsomely hot. there was a handsome wooden cabinet against the wall from which grandma was pulling out a series of beautiful antique firearms. one by one, she'd select a a different gun, take reckless aim, and fire it through the closed window in a glass-shattering explosion of sound. we all watched with nervous reverence as she sampled each and every gun. that's when i remembered that i was married to bill cosby and we had two daughters together who were outside playing, right in the line of grandma's fire! so i ran out of the house to find my daughters, squirming on my stomach over the grass, dodging bullets left and right. it was a warzone, but i finally spotted the girls and pulled them to safety. i remember telling them how lucky they were to have bill cosby as a father. then i woke up.

enjoy happiness

i went to the canfield fair and these are my favorite things that i saw:

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THIS STEAM ENGINE IS ALL SET UP
FOR TURNING A ROTISSARY.
THE LIGHTS ON IT GIVE YOU A BONFIRE
WARM GLOWING FEELING.

IT CAN RUN ON STEAM OR AIR.

"MANFRED", DOB 6/10/03
Yes, Manny is a Riding Steer, he is tame and is a
puppy dog. I can ride him & do occasionally, at
special events.