Season of the Witch
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more.’ Ah, distinctly I remember it was in...
Lone Wolf Tribe // Fort Greene For Peace →
Above is a link to an article on the street theatre pieces that Lone Wolf Tribe have been doing around Brooklyn. I mentioned it and posted some pictures a couple of posts ago. I guess a reporter saw us. Disclosure: I’m not a pacifist. I don’t always go for the non-violent solution, I can get suckered into a fistfight, and I’ve thrown the first punch before. I was, at...
Micrographs: i ♥ my girl and my girl ♥ booze
my girlfriend showed me these brilliant things: the work of research scientist Michael Davidson, in his laboratory in Florida State. He crystalized different alcohols and magnified them over 1,000 times that look far more colorful (maybe less artful?) than the puked wall splatters you create yourself in the alley out back of the bar. More images here SAKE: WHISKEY: CHAMPAGNE: WHITE...
1. Last week, FOR FREE, I stood in a field in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco and listened to Merle Haggard sing ‘Silver Wings’ and my favorite song ‘Mama Tried’ with Kris Kristofferson. Stood in a different field in the same Golden Gate Park in San Francisco the very next day at the same exact time and listened to Bob Mould sing ‘Hoover Dam’. 2. On the...