Wednesday, March 21, 2012

There were frozen chocolate banana slices for dessert today, on the table. I came upon one left on the plate, with my coworker jason right behind.
I said, "here, do you want the last one?"
He said "sure" and stuck out his hand
Very slowly, I picked it up, and almost gave it to him... and then licked it, so it was mine.
I apologized, it was all laughs, there was another bag in the fridge. but instinctively I think I might be a bully, if it weren't for having a conscience after.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

planned obselescence

was a term we learned back in art school about companies in the U.S. like Apple who made products to intentionally degrade over time. quantity over quality, a company over the consumer's best interests, etc.
i was thinking of having it apply to more things in life though. like growing up. like the ending of adolescence.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Saturday, March 17, 2012

happy st patrick's day

did you know they sell green bagels here, in the deli's, today?

I was working at the greeting card company and 1st dibs all week, working tomorrow all day too... woooot. i made this for breakfast tuesday. one of the best things about 1st dibs is the food.

started this for effie today. you should see the originals. im not a bragger, but...

a person had the most awesome youtube comment underneath this music video
http://youtu.be/kHL3Co5awW8
I see you leaning, you're bound to fall,
I don't want to be that mistake

this shirt i wore is supposed to say los angeles gun club but instead it says angel club.

bakery near my place i want to remember.
10th st and greenwich ave.
french jewish owners.


I post this song every year, during this time. I dont know why I remember it. it's perfect.
No way November will see our goodbye
When it comes to December it's obvious why
No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
And come January we're frozen inside
Making new resolutions a hundred times
February, won't you be my valentine?

And we'll both be safe 'til St. Patrick's Day

Wednesday, March 14, 2012



why you cant love bad people. because they dont understand. so how could they appreciate it.

"So spake the Cherub; and his grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace Invincible: Abashed the Devil stood, and felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely; saw, and pined His loss" (The Crow, but really miltons paradise lost)

Thursday, March 08, 2012

Effie's Band photoshoot

Watched the Bill Cunningham documentary, read a little bit, looked up bikes to get. I'm thinkin a schwinn.
Had fun at Shangri-la studios in greenpoint bk. Pnkyswr. nice space. the tripod.
I really miss my brother lately. I gotta go to London and he has to come here, soon. where a bunk bed is always here for him.



Wednesday, March 07, 2012

hook up or hang out but do not do both unless the person loves you.
job fills your needs, and spend the rest of the time the way you want too.
lately i do exactly what i like. eat what i want. get respect.
it's good.

Friday, March 02, 2012

On Need.

(The title Ask the Dust derives from Knut Hamsun's novel Pan from 1894, in which Lt. Glahn tells the story about the Girl in the tower:)

"The other one he loved like a slave, like a crazed and like a beggar. Why? Ask the dust on the road and the falling leaves, ask the mysterious God of life; for no one knows such things. She gave him nothing, no nothing did she give him and yet he thanked her. She said: Give me your peace and your reason! And he was only sorry she did not ask for his life."


(wiki) Why are good books like this. History of Love, Norwegian Wood.

i started a painting. really like essex street market (essex n delancey). and sweet leaf, a coffee place near effie and ps1 moma.


On need.




“And if the man who once upon a time had been a boy who promised he'd never fall in love with another girl as long as he lived kept his promise, it wasn't because he was stubborn or even loyal. He couldn't help it.”
Nicole Krauss, The History of Love

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