Drawing. Dancin' and Prancin'. Making stuff for folks who count.
sigh..at this point only leftys with a good story. I walk over the Manhattan and GW bridges because I don't want to be bothered. And cart around huge bags of pea shoots, durian fruit, etc.. look silly..dried squid. Do you like things? Do you have arms? Legs? March along the Palisades from Englewood to the GW park-y area where they filmed that big bird movie when he was blue. Yep. Some nice critter with good posture. Or not. Leftys I guess. Southpaws who dig baby bok choy.
Langhorn Slim, LCD Soundsystem, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Feist, Motorhead. The Replacements. Guns n' Roses. The Cult. Stone Roses. Nasville Pussy. Broken Bones. Supersuckers. Electric Six. Roxy Music. Django Rheinhardt. T Rex. WAR. Hanoi Rocks. Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. Jesus and Mary Chain. Air. DAFT PUNK. Dandy Warhols.
Little Mermaid. The Great White North. Ya hoser.
Dexter's Lab. Good Eats. Adult on Demand.
What I'm reading right now?.......Bucky by Hugh Kenner, Thirty Years by John P. Marquand, A History of Croatia, and the Wed. dining section of the NY Times. ....I suppose I'm feeling reflective. Skimming the Media biz section of the Times like a douche. Didion because 30-something guys dig it?
Cats who get shit done. Simple eh? Now I admire the folks who keep shit together but behave in the most distant, callous, remote way. I'm sure they dig Ween as much as I do.