November 30, 2014
November 28, 2014
* Anti–foot fetish. No pedicures, please.
* Fear of squirrels.
* Couch sleeping.
November 27, 2014
My mother, father, aunts and at least two of my brothers are there.
My son has a football game that morning.
My daughter is home, but needs to get back to school this weekend.
My wife doesn't want to ride for nine hours and turn right back.
Sometimes I have gone alone, but not often.
A couple of neighbors were vying for our company.
One of those my daughter’s boyfriend’s family,
Which we did last year and had fun.
But this year it will be another family,
One we have visited on two or three other Thanksgivings.
I have a turkey freezing in the garage.
Nothing to do with it.
November 26, 2014
I want to start taking photos of other visitors to my space. Today it was Becca (with Swiss chocolate), Bob (with beatnik tales) & Anselm (his own sweet self).
And I have a subconjunctival hemorrhage, a giant blood spot right in my eye (that's a photo you do not want to see). (more…)
November 25, 2014
The bartender says, Hey, buddy, what'll it be?
The skeleton says, Give me a beer... & a mop.
November 24, 2014
I'm trying to decide whether to leave the t.p. as it is & buy a few new packs, or destroy the symmetry. In other words, is it an installation or a happening?
November 23, 2014
November 21, 2014
What I didn't love was getting lost on the way there: what happened to Fulton Street? Dang, it was right there, if I'd simply looked down the block I would have seen the theater & not taken a giant detour. After the show, I went the wrong way for many blocks before I figured out that I should have gotten to the subway by now. Did I want to become a member of BAM? Thanks, but not until I can get there without getting lost.
November 20, 2014
November 19, 2014
I only regret that I didn’t think to tell him about the time I told my cousin that I live in the best apartment in the building, & the best building in the neighborhood, & the best neighborhood in the city, & the best city in the world—& then it dawned on me: I LIVE IN THE BEST APARTMENT IN THE WORLD! And my cousin gently said, I'm not sure everyone would agree, El.
Update: Ah, fame. Somehow this post disappeared from my blog; I've restored it as best I recall.
November 18, 2014
Ask me anything. State bird? The ring-necked pheasant, an import from China that was introduced for hunting. My dad often took payment in trade, so we ate pheasant (& buckshot) pretty frequently.
State tree? The telephone pole. That's (more…)
November 17, 2014
November 16, 2014
November 14, 2014
November 13, 2014
"One of the advantages of being disorderly is that you are constantly making exciting discoveries!--A.A. Milne
November 12, 2014
November 11, 2014
As with a poem, you can't summarize this book, but I think it fair to say it concerns itself with what Berry calls (more…)
November 10, 2014
the invisible elm
a tall man & a short man
a woman in a gold dress & church hat
dogs – hipster glasses – dogs –
skinny well-dressed young folk – dogs
Dante’s Inferno & I miss Eileen –
wherever she is
that’s the center
might be roses, woodpeckers, pedophiles
what’s for dinner, billy boy?
November 9, 2014
November 7, 2014
November 6, 2014
November 5, 2014
November 4, 2014
November 3, 2014
I can only try to keep my loved ones alive
& sit outside on a summer bench
& be amazed at knowing so many people
with darkling eyes
The plane that didn’t crash & the one that did.
November 2, 2014
I recently did favors for a couple of people, who both neglected (more…)