

Merchant’s (a bistro? cantina?), Oakland CA, where I consumed budweiser and was told shit used to be worse in there.

Two bums sleeping on the vent in front of the UC Press building. There’s frequently a guy sleeping there; this was the first time I’d seen double occupancy.

Shit is about to pop off at the Hyde Park Co-Op. A love affair with staying strapped is more like it.


A series: Magik Mart, critical link in the supply chain of 53rd & Harper corner boys and my own self, got snuffed by the federales. Shortly thereafter, a roadside tribute patch sprung up.

Paris, 1919, Boulevard des Woodlawn et 54ème. Nice driveway!

eternal spring in s. hyde park. the sister nations of the czech republic and slovakia are beaming their love out to you through the masaryk soul antenna.

i purchased a brown (“coffee”) colored 1976 Raleigh Sprite from that dude who sells bikes in front of the Med. Please to see the picture here: Pete’s bike
I have been ruminating on assorted topics and have a sort of nutso cri de coeur in the works, attempting to explain what shit and why shit has been gnawing at my insides recently. but i was then promptly distracted by life, in the form of reading all six parts of Akira, watching westerns, and playing wii. i am also switching over to a special old-man diet of salted cashews and seltzer water, and the odd shrimp cocktail now and again for iron and roughage. I cannot foresee any problems cascading from this. I swear to the great pumpkin there are words bouncing around inside my skull like a dingy early 90s screen saver and that i will take the time to release some of them here. not that this is a thing worth making empty promises about. i am experiencing weird comfort that i don’t know how to process properly. also i signed a lease on a basement apartment in the vicinity of my now-gone castle at 57th and blackstone. seems like nothing ever changes with me, i just keep rearranging my life in small ways to look more and more like things that used to be, excepting now, in the reenactments, i have less hair and better clothing. i apologize for the emo content of this post and i owe you all foulmouthed ranting. fingers crossed.