November 7, 2013
If a stuck bus can say it, so can I.

If a stuck bus can say it, so can I.

November 5, 2013
pheezy:

#hermonweems by michigan_museum http://ift.tt/1cO3Ilu

pheezy:

#hermonweems by michigan_museum http://ift.tt/1cO3Ilu

November 5, 2013
nevver:

Hopper updated, Andy Leipzig

nevver:

Hopper updated, Andy Leipzig

October 31, 2013
Happy Halloween…
"The Cask of Amontillado" by Edgar Allan Poe
The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely settled - but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.
Read the rest…

Happy Halloween…

"The Cask of Amontillado" by Edgar Allan Poe

The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely settled - but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong.

Read the rest…

October 31, 2013
I wore a costume to work once on Halloween.
I went as a doctor – I had on ER scrubs, the green kind, and a toy stethoscope. At this time in my life, I had long hair, a soul patch, and mutton chop side burns. In short, you probably wouldn’t have let me operate a vending machine, let alone on a human being.
I got off the subway at Union Square and a woman grabbed my arm.
"Thank goodness!" she said. "The man, over there! He got hit by a car, doctor."
It took me a second to realize what the deal was.
"Oh, sorry. I’m not a doctor. It’s Halloween," I said, as if that would make it all OK. 
She looked at me like I was a crazy. Then confused. Then ran off for real help.
I can only assume she is telling her version of the story, too.

I wore a costume to work once on Halloween.

I went as a doctor – I had on ER scrubs, the green kind, and a toy stethoscope. At this time in my life, I had long hair, a soul patch, and mutton chop side burns. In short, you probably wouldn’t have let me operate a vending machine, let alone on a human being.

I got off the subway at Union Square and a woman grabbed my arm.

"Thank goodness!" she said. "The man, over there! He got hit by a car, doctor."

It took me a second to realize what the deal was.

"Oh, sorry. I’m not a doctor. It’s Halloween," I said, as if that would make it all OK. 

She looked at me like I was a crazy. Then confused. Then ran off for real help.

I can only assume she is telling her version of the story, too.

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Filed under: halloween 
October 28, 2013

I guess I always believed that as long as Lou Reed was around there was a chance the old New York might still come back.

The New York that was for nobodies. 

October 28, 2013

1976 | MIKEY AND NICKY | Elaine May

This movie made me feel like I had a hangover. An I mean that in the best possible way.

(Source: filmandimage, via bbook)

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Filed under: cassavetes film 
October 22, 2013
"I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling."

— Jack Kerouac, “The Dharma Bums”

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Filed under: kerouac dharma nature 
October 21, 2013
Sometimes the moon stays up all night and don’t wanna go home.

Sometimes the moon stays up all night and don’t wanna go home.

October 18, 2013
Rivers and tides…

Rivers and tides…