Miskellany...
Rooftop Open House
"I am the best, the best, the best, best. I am so great, so great, so great, so great.... Thank you for reading."
-excerpt from Number 3's Journal
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What's for lunch...
AJ: "The chicken sandwich is really good at the Gold Club"
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I hope there will be food...
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Borrowed...
The Music Lovers
Let's pretend for a moment that you and I are going out. We may not know each other, much less ever come to the very rare and exhilarating consequence of being attracted to one another, but let’s just say that is what is happening to us right now. I like you, and you like me. But other than that, nothing’s really happened yet. We both spend some portion of our waking hours dizzily daydreaming about the possible outcomes of our erstwhile love affair, and overall, life is a little sweeter. Everything is candy coated with Heath Bars mixed in. Because love, or even the idea that love might happen soon, is often enough to keep us going yet another day. Maybe I think of you more than you think of me, but that's unlikely, because I like you because you like me, and anyway, it doesn't matter much. Not right now. Because now is the time when the realm of fantasy crashes into the dull grey of the working week. Now is my favorite part. The beginning of us. Whether or not we give birth to an 'us' isn't important. The world is spinning and my head is spinning and I am just giving in to it. No matter what happened last time. Or the time before that. Because the human heart is capable of the most startling kind of amnesia, and with a new crush in full bloom, I create myself from a single cell once again. The most telling thing I could do at this point would be to make you a mix tape. Of course it wouldn't be a tape. Who even has a cassette player anymore? But since this isn't really real, let's just say that’s what I am doing.
-From Margaret Cho's blog
4/25/06
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Tunes
"Permanent Release"
Joel Streeter
"Clarity"
John Mayer
Heavier Things
"Smooth"
Rob Thomas, Carlos Santana
Supernatural
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Pigmentation
"The Four Seasons"
Leo Valledor
1980
8' x 16'
acrylic on canvas
"I am the best, the best, the best, best. I am so great, so great, so great, so great.... Thank you for reading."
-excerpt from Number 3's Journal
*****
What's for lunch...
AJ: "The chicken sandwich is really good at the Gold Club"
*****
I hope there will be food...
*****
Borrowed...
The Music Lovers
Let's pretend for a moment that you and I are going out. We may not know each other, much less ever come to the very rare and exhilarating consequence of being attracted to one another, but let’s just say that is what is happening to us right now. I like you, and you like me. But other than that, nothing’s really happened yet. We both spend some portion of our waking hours dizzily daydreaming about the possible outcomes of our erstwhile love affair, and overall, life is a little sweeter. Everything is candy coated with Heath Bars mixed in. Because love, or even the idea that love might happen soon, is often enough to keep us going yet another day. Maybe I think of you more than you think of me, but that's unlikely, because I like you because you like me, and anyway, it doesn't matter much. Not right now. Because now is the time when the realm of fantasy crashes into the dull grey of the working week. Now is my favorite part. The beginning of us. Whether or not we give birth to an 'us' isn't important. The world is spinning and my head is spinning and I am just giving in to it. No matter what happened last time. Or the time before that. Because the human heart is capable of the most startling kind of amnesia, and with a new crush in full bloom, I create myself from a single cell once again. The most telling thing I could do at this point would be to make you a mix tape. Of course it wouldn't be a tape. Who even has a cassette player anymore? But since this isn't really real, let's just say that’s what I am doing.
-From Margaret Cho's blog
4/25/06
*****
Tunes
"Permanent Release"
Joel Streeter
"Clarity"
John Mayer
Heavier Things
"Smooth"
Rob Thomas, Carlos Santana
Supernatural
*****
Pigmentation
"The Four Seasons"
Leo Valledor
1980
8' x 16'
acrylic on canvas
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