freehands

Freehands on Cool Hunting

don't let gloves keep you from keeping in touch... josh rubin of cool hunting and his dad teamed up to make touchscreen-friendly gloves... they are pretty badass.

work week

anxiety mounting. still hard to sleep. had a long day at the office, still cranking, but still lots of hard work to do.

vietnamese and a movie. helped calm me down.

went home, got in bed early, but still woke up tired.

i think i need an extended break sometime soon.

this will self destruct

sox got creamed. seems like a theme these days.

good times are killing me

work was crazy. seemed like i cranked all day and couldn't get half as much done as i needed.

was supposed to try to leave a little early to watch the sox. ended up getting there for the 5th inning, the sox already down by 5. had good beer and bad, bad food.

went home early. continued my marathon reacclimation with the oc. couldn't sleep again. been a long time since i've had good sleep.

edible ghost

half poem draft

sent to me today, someone found in their inbox

note to self: remember the angular
scales of the boa, the sharp math
of the guitar scale, the smoke in her
hair, her kiss on fire, your lips smoldering.

it was the end of the century, the very
edge of long island, the banks of the east
river being lapped to sleep by dead bodies
and beer bottles. it was the end

of an error, the end
of punishing yourself, the end
of the death of the doppleganger
in the mirror each morning.

lost weekend

soft focus taping on saturday. got to see ian svenonius chat with ted leo about politics and how the crass didn't like cocksparrer. kathleen hannah cancelled and adrock was supposed to fill in, but intermission took too long so we went for burritos.



sat at benny's people watching for a long time. the neighborhood has changed so much in my time here, but i was glad to see the crazies were still here and there.

went for a drink at grassroots while we waited for the afterparty to start. saw a couple metal kids i used to know. one of 'em had a sabbath album he had just picked up. kind of an obvious choice, but whatever work, i guess.

went to lit for the soft focus afterparty. shitloads of free dewar's. ian svenonius' records are way fucking better than mine. we had a good time and got drunk.



hit teddy's for dinner and the sox game. dinner was ok. the game was rough. i drank too much but went home early.

up early on sunday, met friends for brunch at enid's. browsed the new paul smith store and day drank at levee. had light dinner at spuyten, then watched tv with friends. got too drunk again. i need to slow it down.

need to slow it down.