4/10/09 Hot Tin In My Stomach
I could feel a thin hot wire piercing me. It was writhing in my gut. I imagine the feeling again, it was like a hot stick of tin singeing it’s way through a labyrinth of dark tissue inside me. Terrible feelings. The air flees your lungs in a stinging clench. A small explosion to the chest. You’re boxed in, no escape. Heat and suffocation. Sickness that drops from nowhere on your head. People always look down when this happens. They can feel the floor underfoot falling. Memories raining down on them. Starting sweet. Ending in horrendous decay. Death of the past. Nothing is what it seems. I prefer to look up in these instances. I know this Great Irony, and when it shits on me I like to look up laughing with it. You can’t break the broken. We’ll laugh at one another till one of us dies. That will be me. I’ll look up and laugh and die. You can’t break the broken.
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4/10/09 You Should Walk Across Too
Walked across with Miki and Noah on a windy day. We watched the not-so-sissy kite surfers sketch the water in all directions. I love to do this when I go to San Francisco. I don’t see it as a bridge, despite the traffic roaring past, so much as I see it as an anchor in time and human achievement. When you stand on it you become a part of that massive super-human creation looming steadfast over the ocean. It’s best experienced during sunset.
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4/9/09 Kori Anne in Culver City
Blue Cheese Queen of Science and Ear Rupturing.
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4/3/09 Ohio Girls in Los Angeles
My week in Los Angeles: warm steering wheel, listen to coast to coast am, contemplate Planet X, sand grinding on heels, Venice Beach addicts, dirty looks at street urchin pawning rap c.d., watch filming of French cosmetic commercial, rush of excitement seeing movie studios, incessant traffic, Mojave soon-to-be poppies, Randy’s donuts, Santa Barbara wineries, too much sushi, stretching dinner bellies, spotting Casper Balslev’s Superman in Hollywood, thoughts on lost opportunities and suppression of chaos, Sanchez Brothers, Bergamont Station, overpriced boring photography, inspiring Todd Hido prints, $45 parking ticket, flipping off meter maid, thinking about moving to Los Angeles, hotel boredom, meeting CalArts film students, sleeping on couch, intense dreaming of things I no longer remember, Val Verde, candy run to Santa Clarita, Scintillation, EX3, actress comes to shoot, sister city Solvang, amusing absence of Danish peoples, walking out of the Hitching Post after being seated, cuckoo clocks and pea soup, SF quickie on way home, rush of anxiety about being late, drive like maniac, Noah and Miki, hipster tells story about park, lay in grass, make Tim Hussin and his girlfriend uncomfortable with questions, walk the golden gate, feel a little bit alive, watch kite surfers, think about sharks and jumping off, talk to grizzled face fisherman, think of Christian Hansen’s bridge picture-silly bastard, cheap strawberries from mission district that rot the next day, grown in Mexico, garbage on street, return red rental car with no scratches.
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4/1/09 Strange Things Above
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