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My Super Awesome View from the hotel in Auburn

Devil's Postpile

What I look like driving

How Totally Awesome is LA? Palm trees!

Greg and Marissa's Wedding in La Jolla

The Brothers Neglia
Rodger Raderman, entrepreneur, Bruin, ex-waiter, groomsman, and brother of the bride
We determined that the whole day couldn't have happened if Rodger and I hadn't delivered fish together in 1994.
Poem by Rodger

Sitting in Washington Square Park
An apron on my head
1995
The millennium approaches.

That's not it, I totally do not remember it.


Greg and Marissy

The Crazy Gnarly Rainstorm

It was so bad that not only we, but a bunch of truckers got off the road and camped out at a rest stop.

Cairo, IL. Huck Finn missed it, too.

Laura's friend tells us instead of heading to St. Louis to see the gateway to the west we should go cross the Mississippi at Cairo, which I remember from Huck Finn and even think I may have driven through a few years ago (as in Pre Katrina.) In Huckleberry Finn, Cairo is the city that he and Jim are trying to get to and miss in a storm. Well, to some degree, we missed it, too, because it's pretty much gone.




almost everything is boarded up or burnt down.


i don't actually know what happened there. if it's the death of the small farmer and just poverty, or if katrina took them out. i should look it up.


here you can see where the mississippi meets the ohio river.

Driving Day Two. Hotel in Ohio

T-bones is what you get for choosing a hotel off the highway based on the fact it has a bar. Although the drinks were $3 each, I'm not sure that made up for the creepy guy who worked there, who, after buying us a ginandtonic, then came back from reception to tell the whole bar (that is the four of us, that would be Laura, the guy, the bartender and me) that he's gotten himself a room. Huh. The bartender says, "uh, what about your wife?" he says, "i don't want to go home. I'm sick of looking at those walls." it's then that we put some Linda Ronstadt on the Juke Box.

I am the passenger, and I ride and I ride

Pay close attention to my chin in these pictures, I'm pretty sure they're of the last ones of it in it's original "Pre-Moto" state.

Falling Water outside of Pittsburgh

Falling Water was the first "real" stop we made on our road trip. The rest of it was just driving. But the decision to camp there the first night pretty much made the trip: we were going to do the fun thing, not the fast thing.

totally worth it. although it cost $20 to go in the house...so instead we paid $6 EACH to walk around it. Laura stole some silverware to retaliate.

foggie day at the beach

i can ride out to the beach in the morning and go for a swim.

funniest thing heard on the beach, Mother to a child of 3 who is making a sandcastle: "This is why mommy doesn't like to take Christina to the beach. Look at how dirty you are getting." like there wasn't a giant bathtub a yard away.

or the environmentalist kid, who, after bringing a handful of shore sand inland four yards, said, "I have to put this back where i got it."

niagra falls

love

serendipity

i ran into candice in the street yesterday, literally almost ran her over in Lara's car, the little dear. she jumped in and said she was going to a print shop. i thought she was going to get supplies, but it turns out it was an open studio.

this amazing work was on the street across from the open studio.
i love the slyness of the eyes



this one is by mike houston, one of the guys who were being grilled by candice and team. i'm sure this work is copyrighted...but this was the print shop candice was going to check out. cannonball press. totally amazing. and clean, too.
this is the otherguy who told us about these giant prints they make the size of walls.
plus they're both darling.


right next door to their studio works a scupltor named Aurora Robson. her stuff is made of reused plastic bottles and is so completely amazing and, ironically, feels completely organic and monsterous, in a cute way, even though it's made from inorganic, non biodegradeable produces.
to top it off, balthrop alabama played at the b&t.

camp red hook goes to the zoo on the subway

that's mick's hair, francis, me (looking like an alien) lecy, and whiskey.

this is on our way home. we're still smiling although we saw close to no animals. who knew that barry could get twenty people to take public transit all the way to the zoo for a day? i think it was mick's first last day, or birthday, or something. which makes it over a year ago.

fur elise

so the most rad thing today, or really the only rad thing, is i discovered that the piano at the johnson's is a player piano. so i can listen to fur elise, and the few songs that are programmed in like i'm in a department store and it's christmastime.

aside from that, think about this sticker-grafitti. what are they thinking? they think stickers of ronald reagan are secretly subversive the way andre the giant was? first off, come up with a new idea, but does the person who did them know there is a whole foundation formed just to get things named after ronald and that in the end it's anti subversive?
what i would like to think is that an 8 year old saw someone's late night grafitti and made it into a hopskotch, but i suspect the late night graphitti maker and the hopskotch maker were the same person.
i love trying to trick people into jesus in the same way they try and trick people into LIVE GIRLS shows.

We need an anti anti graffiti truck

i was running over the 3rd street bridge over the Gawanus Canal this morning and I saw a terrible sight. there was a man with paint, painting white paint over the graffiti that was on the red bricks.

then i came upon a truck that said, "keep new york clean from grafitti."

dude! the only reason to live in new york is for the grafitti.

i mean neckface might not be monsuir chat. and the octopus guy certainly isn't space invader.

but i love neckface. and i love the solumn guys on union street. they better not paint over them. i'm going there tomorrow. i think i might cry if they have.

Easter with big pictures

what's easter without Ross dressed for a yacht in a searsucker suit and boat shoes and busking in the garden? and snow.

Lara and Grayson came sans kids. Mark was up from Miami (?)

supposedly Jimmy hurt his foot, but i think he's carrying the cane so he can look more like a dandy than he does already

Ani has a pretty serious forhead, but i think she'll get over it, once she learns her father's zen way of life. "it's snowing. it's so beautiful."