Lambducken Supper Club

Dead Ends

2012-02-04T14:22:00.000-08:00

Thinking about the end of branches the past month or more.

Banks

Libraries

Limbs

Trees

Arteries

Genealogical

Perhaps all lost to bureaus.

Bird Feeder

2012-01-23T06:42:00.001-08:00

Aging

2012-01-23T06:39:00.000-08:00

Do we really want to live for 100 years or more?
How tired you are at the end of your day?
Who will be there if your body needs help?
Is there infinite life to live?
How much will satisfy you?
Do you recognize the moments as they fill your psyche and then move on to another moment?

One branch of genealogy dying off does not affect the origin of all of us.

Boundaries

2012-01-04T20:30:00.000-08:00

Having them. Lost art.
Keeping them. Dismissed by those with their own.
Realizing them. More challenging than imagined.

Find and enforce one or two for your sanity.

Family

2011-12-25T08:19:00.000-08:00

Watch and listen. Much discussion will follow.

The life of Francesca Woodman.

Moon

2011-12-10T10:16:00.001-08:00

4 AM. eclipse. long johns and an old acrylic sweater between me and frost. lasted less than half an hour on
the deck. instead curled up on the edge of the bed, hat still down over my ears.

woke up in time for the final crescent. c. still on the deck taking photos.

Poison. . .?

2011-12-06T20:52:00.001-08:00

Open hearted

2011-11-30T07:06:00.001-08:00

Yikes.
Gotta go.

Generosity

2011-11-20T13:09:00.001-08:00

Earth.

More!

Love

2011-11-12T08:19:00.001-08:00

One thing with us, we confuse, mix, meld, delude and rationalize love as possession. ~~Its biological roots are certainly a pure survival mechanism like kill or be killed by a predator, and~~ its remnants nestled in our genetic strings continue to create problems across broad segments of our existence.

Here is one perplexing example of loving something to death via Robert Krulwich.

Brain

2011-11-05T11:15:00.000-07:00

universe, day, morning, moment. . .

Masks

2011-10-26T16:44:00.000-07:00

Masks are an interesting concept and practice. In this season of masks and costumes, reflecting on our daily masks and costumes seems appropriate.How do you present yourself to any given person or group? How does it change? Why? What is your favorite mask? Why?If you feel you don't have a set of masks, you may be hiding from yourself.

1978

2011-10-12T20:51:00.001-07:00

Pay attention.

Autumn morning

2011-10-09T07:35:00.001-07:00

Goddamn

2011-10-04T20:30:00.000-07:00

Protest

2011-10-01T15:15:00.000-07:00

Support those speaking out against a system that favors the few.

Update Oct 2 :
Occupy Wall St. Together
Virtual march on Wednesday

Heartbeats

2011-09-28T20:46:00.000-07:00

I am obsessed with this song and video.
Via O. Wilde this past summer

Hypocrite

2011-09-19T20:29:00.000-07:00

Need to remove that very disturbing art and mow down all the plants asap.

But an abandoned couch and other junk on the property. . .no problem. It can stay as long as it stays.

Screen

2011-09-17T15:15:00.000-07:00

Enough of one, and everything continues transitioning.
Too much and you are stuck, or another something is invisible on the other side.

Unicorn

2011-09-14T19:31:00.000-07:00

Life as fantasy.It's an option. Finda carnival. Be a carnival.Spectacle as species, tentor no tent.

Outside

2011-09-10T14:59:00.001-07:00

Two posts in one day. . .crazy.

"The wilderness trims our bravado and puts us in ourplace. Particularly in traumatic times like these, nature challenges us,revitalizes us, humbles us, exhilarates us and restores our souls. It remindsus that we are part of a larger universe, stewards rather than masters of ourworld. That’s the lesson you learn as you snuggle exhausted in your sleepingbag and fall asleep outside to the magical sight of owls flitting againstshooting stars."

Important perspective from Nicholas Kristof.

Guardian

2011-09-10T13:55:00.000-07:00

Frederic Fierstein. By the end of this interview, a name you will not forget.

By the end of your day, your week , your year, your decade, a life you may have missed.

Lists

2011-09-08T20:22:00.000-07:00

Yes, lists. We all have 'em.Explore them on a variety of levels with music, drawing and movement.

Theater Off Jackson, September 23-25, 8pm.

Day

2011-09-06T07:33:00.001-07:00

a kind of monday.

Splintered

2011-08-30T08:34:00.000-07:00

In the photos of Diane Arbus, we find the contradictions of our personal and collective humanity.

Why constantly strive for an easy to define and predictable surface?

Nature

2011-08-28T17:19:00.000-07:00

Umm, I am the embed queen, perhaps duchess, the past few days. Linked to this 6 months ago but it deserves a second post.

1987!

2011-08-25T08:49:00.000-07:00

Grace!!

Trio

2011-08-19T16:20:00.000-07:00

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Band site

Happiness

2011-08-18T12:12:00.000-07:00

Having just one grain of Stefan Sagmeister's brilliance would make me happy.

"But why happiness?

'Even though I normally don't enjoy quoting other people,' Sagmeister responded in his lilting Viennese accent, 'I'll answer this question with a quote anyway, from the 17th-century philosopher and mathematician

Blaise Pascal: All men seek happiness. This is without exception. The cause of some going to war, and of others avoiding it, is the same desire in both, attended with different views. This is the motive of every action of every man, even those who hang themselves,

'That's why!'"

Art

2011-08-15T11:27:00.000-07:00

Many of us think we know what this word, "Art," means. And many of us also think we know what "work" means.

And here is the new Poet Laureate, Philip Levine, on work.

Being

2011-08-10T08:42:00.000-07:00

The definition of "be, to be, being."

Decisions

2011-08-05T12:13:00.000-07:00

The other night, three of us were talking about death. Cats were the origin of the conversation. Well, really pets, animal companions and how they inevitably leave us because their life spans are shorter then ours, how they are younger than us for awhile but then surpass us in "age" and how they teach us about life.

This morning James Shelley posted this: The Most Important Thing I Realized

Neighbor II

2011-07-29T15:59:00.000-07:00

The saga of nature vs. spot for more buildings continues. . .
Entire progression: here

Neighbor

2011-07-24T10:55:00.000-07:00

My neighbor, Neil, rules.
There is an empty field in the middle of the block.

Over the past few years, Neil has created a variety of impromptu art shows in this field for everyone in the neighborhood to enjoy.

His latest show is a set of photos that weaves towards the back of the lot through daisies, clover and high grass:

More Images

Sel[f]ves

2011-07-22T11:39:00.000-07:00

Searching for that one best expression of you?
Struggling with the ongoing inner turmoil of decision making?
Feel that you have free will and control over you?

Hmmmmmmmm. Read this.

This article via Gretchen Rubin.

Democracy

2011-07-19T12:23:00.000-07:00

versus representative government.

In USA, the richest 1% of population make the majority of the decisions.

update july 22:
Example: Oil companies, lawmakers and moneymakers
Via Angela M.

Irony

2011-07-18T08:16:00.000-07:00

1.a. The use of words to convey the opposite of their literal meaning.
b. An expression or utterance marked by such a deliberate contrast between apparent and intended meaning.
c. A literary style employing ironic contrasts for humourous or rhetorical effect.
2.a. Incongruity between what might be expected and what actually occurs
b. An occurrence, result, or circumstance notable for such incongruity (whut?)
3. The dramatic effect achieved by leading an audience to understand the incongruity between a situation and the accompanying speeches, while the characters in the play remain unaware of the incongruity. (US politics/media)
4. Feigned ignorance, as in the Socratic method of instruction.

Lag

2011-07-15T00:03:00.000-07:00

Tonight lagging behind [or perhaps jumping ahead] depending on the time zone you reside in.

People give much up without much thought. People give much up with a lot of thought that has little connection to their actions.

Interesting.

Money

2011-07-05T13:42:00.000-07:00

Via Rob Brezny. . .specific zodiac targeted but good reminder in general:

ARIES (March 21-April 19): When astronaut Buzz Aldrin flew to the moon and back on the spacecraft Apollo 11 in 1969, he was paid less than $8 a day. That has to stand as one of the most flagrant cases of underpaid labor ever -- far worse than what you've had to endure in your storied career. I suggest you keep Aldrin's story in mind during the next six months as you meditate steadily on the future of your relationship with making money. Hopefully it will help keep you in an amused and spacious and philosophical frame of mind -- which is the best possible attitude to have as you scheme and dream about your financial master plan for the years ahead.

Breathe

2011-06-24T13:22:00.000-07:00

Why is it that I always write "breathe" when the sentence requires "breath"? A strong message from the depths of my amygdala?

Equations

2011-06-23T08:48:00.000-07:00

Equations are a robust expression of existence.
Thinking beyond 1 + 1 equals.

Patterns

2011-06-16T16:56:00.000-07:00

I had the privilege of working with Janet Galore for about 9 months a number of years ago. That time has stayed with me. Her generosity and thoughtfulness as an art director was an inspired ~~breathe~~ breath.

Patterns. Us.

Focus

2011-06-13T16:07:00.000-07:00

Focus is something LSC may not seem to express. No design tips or green lifestyle choices, no locavore lore or ready made projects, not even tips for data manipulation or visualization or romance predicted by the stars, these little segments are an offering of my thoughts, feelings, and most of all, ideas brought to me by the brilliant minds of many people who eloquently divulge their impressions of all that is living.

I am trying to find balance again. Balance in all aspects.The humanities. Most of us have been jostled around by the overarching and infectious indulgence of the past decade [not the lovely handcrafted ice cream and cone from your local shop] which made the US economy slam face first into itself ~~and then the subsequent sputtering of other global economies~~ blather sheesh. . .economies cannot exist without people, their lives and a planet.

Writing down small responses is my way to express a bit of intention a few times per week.

Fate

2011-06-11T09:02:00.000-07:00

We all stay in some way. Some more, some less.
We are told we are free in western culture. What does that mean?
Freedom of choice relegates fate to the edges of existence?
The more freedom of choice, the more responsibility.

Morning

2011-06-09T06:53:00.000-07:00

52 degrees. Temperature obsessed this year. Honeysuckle surviving the aphid onslaught.

Tragedy

2011-06-01T11:15:00.001-07:00

Joplin, MO

Via KathKin

update june 11: And the view from space

memorial

2011-05-30T15:49:00.000-07:00

Two

2011-05-26T08:26:00.000-07:00

Perspective. Personal and faith.

Forgiveness

2011-05-24T10:16:00.000-07:00

Sometimes Godiva chocolates and roses are too little, too late.

Time

2011-05-20T09:41:00.000-07:00

What if we banished the abstract concept of time from our day. Would the present become a more enriched space? Would the tug of the next minute meld into a fluid experience rather than a segment in a line of segments? Would the concept of desire melt into a life rather than a day in a life?

Without

2011-05-15T10:44:00.001-07:00

a day without access is a day to re-engage.

Rain II

2011-05-11T09:17:00.000-07:00

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Domesticity

2011-05-06T11:54:00.000-07:00

What a strangely domestic life I've found myself wrapped up in. I suppose I just need to relax and not fight the surroundings.

hmmmmm, or. . .

Consumption II

2011-05-03T16:45:00.000-07:00

Love your stuff.

Ignorance

2011-04-30T12:33:00.001-07:00

blank

Letter

2011-04-23T09:09:00.000-07:00

well. a modern letter: email.
my contradictions
up 6:45am

coffee coffee coffee

listen to npr

feed cats feed neighbor's cats

do dishes make oatmeal since it's 35 degrees in april.

call mom. talk for 6 minutes. don’t want to run out of minutes.

quick shower.

wear bleached out jeans in honor of the day.

drive to nw peninsula of city, isolated neighborhood of white Americans who call themselves Scandinavians.

arrive at dealership in falling apart SAAB. check in.

sit in waiting room.

wonder why all the women who work in the office wear shoes that will destroy their feet and jeans that are for other smaller people.

price is right. everyone’s wearing green. the thousands of products featured come with their own solar power cells.

people on that show jump for joy about winning. joy. winning. stuff.

mention the irony to one of the ladies in the office. she stares blankly at the tv screen. and clomps away in her brothel brothers’ heels.

listen to music on my tiny nano with my huge earphones. the tv and conversations around me are distracting.

called to front desk. oil change complete.

lady behind the desk comments: what cute jeans.

confused.
do I need to sign the stack of paper that is an invoice: not unless you want to practice your penmanship. your credit card slip will be up in a minute and you do need to sign that.

sign slip. hand her the slip.
drive home.

on 16^th next to the old people's home there are plastic bottles, plastic food containers and a carpet of cigarette butts. I guess people who help the elderly have more important things to do than tend to trash.

more trash more trash more trash. say hello to the actual garbage men.

earth bears us.

typing now. time for buffalo trace.

Talk

2011-04-22T07:54:00.000-07:00

We spend serious time talking. Language and articulation. We are the persuaders. Many of us spend time persuading ourselves by talking to our reflections. What are we trying to say? I love humans, and I loathe us too. We are extraordinary and adolescent, the center and grains of dust in the universe, and we talk about it all.

Last evening through tomorrow midday, I have the opportunity to be silent. This thrills me. It's spring and other beings are expressing themselves. The city is speaking in its own pulses. All the mechanical and digital inventions of urban life mixing with the non-human conventions of this season in the Northern Hemisphere where light makes days long, and the bleeding hearts reappear with the cherry blossoms and honeysuckle.

[update: was not silent the entire time. still there was a lot of lovely silence in a 24 hour period.]

Thoughts

2011-04-20T16:52:00.000-07:00

Jaw

2011-04-18T10:40:00.000-07:00

A shallow zygomatic arch is problematic.
And tweaked muscles that immobilize the C1 and 2 vertebrae do not add fun to the situation.

Forces

2011-04-13T10:33:00.000-07:00

Invisible highways of energetic exchange.
Molecular moral forces.

Age

2011-04-08T16:07:00.000-07:00

The saying says the mind controls the body. True. Not true. The grace to shift the mind in the face of inevitable change is the only way to stay in the flow.

Not always an easy practice.

Static

2011-04-02T14:37:00.000-07:00

adj.1. Having no motion; at rest; quiescent Elect. 2. Of, pertaining to, or producing stationary charges; electrostatic. 3. Of, pertaining to, or produced by random radio noise.
n. 1. Random noise, as crackling, in a receiver or specks on a television screen produced by atmospheric distrubances. 2. Slang. a. Back talk b. Interference, obstruction. c. Angry criticism

staticus, statikos, statos

Nothing

2011-03-30T09:55:00.000-07:00

Sometimes the space outside our consciousness and control is the most relevant.

Louboutin

2011-03-27T16:11:00.000-07:00

I tried not to read the profile of Christian Louboutin in my recent New Yorker. Was sure that the moment the first sentence of the article reflected off of my optic nerve, I would flip furiously through the pages until the next feature replaced it.

Lady Lynch! Step mutilating arch angles? Plebeian views of women?

Express a sense of humour? Be successful with irreverence? Sell the shit out of expensive items which in my mind have little redeemable value except men want to buy them for women, and women choose to slip them on for men [and in the process destroy their feet]? Ironic, the photo of Louboutin wearing high top sneakers?

The man is all in. On his own authentic, expressive, joyful path whether I applaud his friggone cabaret inspired footwear or not.

Spring

2011-03-23T15:06:00.000-07:00

Often

2011-03-14T13:07:00.000-07:00

Fog

2011-03-07T16:41:00.000-08:00

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Guts

2011-02-15T11:25:00.000-08:00

Sasha Frere-Jones is not wowed by the new PJ Harvey album. It is too hard to pin down. He prefers, "PJ Harvey does blunt force, sex, and transcendent rudeness like nobody else." And that’s fine.

I feel he’s fixated on the same cultural qualities that PJ Harvey has always railed against. Harvey continues to explore the contradictions of power, the messy, unsettling contradictions that are so deeply imbedded in our hearts and minds. Harvey’s early songs are mad guitar and, yes, in your face lyrics that flip a power dynamic around and throw it back at the listener, or more to the point, at the crowd. 1992, the year Dry was released, offered up a billboard chart stacked with testosterone laden guitar. Later albums work off of and embellish her take on raw power and sexuality.

As Frere-Jones notes, over her career, Harvey, seems to have honed her exploration of power in on one of its more insidious facets, desire. Its only appropriate that her successive albums attempt to unravel the layers and layers in this vast, often battering force . Her most recent albums are , for me, poignant and sonically agile as she navigates multitudes of dusty, web filled emotions and perceptions. It feels like a valid choice, this journey to move us inside ourselves a bit more and to try to touch the less brash, more uncertain parts of humanity before we rush back out into the world with our big boots and loud responses.

Simply put Frere-Jones prefers the Harvey’s thunderous, head on trumping of power with. . . power. And it is exciting to hear or witness.

Those seeds of power, and cracked pieces, need kicking up, even if it only takes a set of breaths and some carefully considered dissonance to stir them from the airless corners they’ve settled in. It feels no less important than the silencing awe of her early, raucous guitar and sexy, smack downs. The schisms of humanity have bubbled up often over the past number of years and we realize, once again, that they create quite a mess for the everyday citizens of the western world.

White Chalk was a huge departure and a risk, a risk to be applauded since most music is driven by a preference for sameness from our performers and songwriters. Is that what we wish for? To be placated by predictable outputs from the people we admire most? Or do we want them to show us that taking risks, popular or not, is the most important part of being human? That taking risks may indeed free us from the dead patches nestled within desire, and the choke of power for power sake? These risks might just show us how to connect a little more deeply, in all our raw energy and frailty.

I cannot wait to hear Let England Shake from beginning to end, over and over again.

Style

2011-02-12T15:17:00.000-08:00

I recently discovered or rediscovered a style. Nothing extraordinary. Tame, practical and representative.

What I discovered was that not having a style was related to being stuck in a deep ditch. Once I experienced some light on the surface again, once I scraped all that mud from my face, caught a breath, and started reconnecting, it encouraged the style rather than me attempting to animate a sack of fabric without a pulse.

Dance

2011-01-30T09:26:00.000-08:00

Much modern dance seems elusive, like poetry. People feel they need to understand both, when really they need to. . .feel rather than think while engaging with either form.

We are surrounded by narrative from the time we wake up until the time we drop into a semi unconscious state, and repeat. The 24 hour news cycle, the constant bleeping - ringing of hand held devices, the nearly uninterrupted story lines that merge us with television and film and each other and everyone else in the world are tiring. We've rung so many emotions, the messy, inexplicable, unpredictable parts of humanity, out of our daily routines.

Last night, I watched four troupes perform in a kind of competition, and luckily for me, one of the four, SANDSTROMMOVEMENT was a spiraling exploration of some of the less easily wrapped up parts of us. I feel a bit more alive and present, having left behind the insidious explainer for part of an hour.

Glare

2011-01-19T16:26:00.000-08:00

"It’s bumping up against the fact that you die alone. You think about that from time to time all through life, and it continues to make no sense against all the little efforts you make in your life to be happy and have friends and pass the time."

Anne Carson

Memes

2011-01-15T15:13:00.000-08:00

From 2002:

Rain

2011-01-13T15:50:00.000-08:00

Washes toxins from the atmosphere. Causes the sides of mountains to slip. Turns some urban infrastructures into lakes. Splatters on spectacles and limits vision. Soaks into the rim of your jeans and the heel of your shoes. Is said to be lucky on wedding days. May contribute to unexpected ends where it is most prevalent. Nourishes root systems. How much will the continents experience as 2050 closes in?

Sharks

2011-01-06T10:17:00.000-08:00

Watch. Cringe.

Soon only these will remain:
2. A ruthless, greedy, or dishonest person, esp. a vicious usurer.

Conflict II

2011-01-03T12:44:00.000-08:00

Some conflict benefits the mother, some, the father and some, the individuals in the brood.

Which conflict will overtake and control the situation?

Stall

2010-12-19T11:41:00.000-08:00

sit. plane above the roof. landing pattern. tapping. tapping. tapping morse on plastic. another plane. jet, it seems. cerebral murmurings, carbonated beverages, red bulls-eyes and gleaming asterisk sun rays, nails dragged across a variety of surfaces. another plane. smaller this time. regional jet? the overlooked sentiment strangles sleep. lists of topics. topics of little interest. we used to relate with five senses. nearly down to one. the sharpness of most screens puts the brain in a trance. spectacles warping the messages sent to the optic nerve. sit.

Math

2010-12-15T14:29:00.000-08:00

Math makes people shiver.

It's all those numbers, but more specifically watching people who can calculate immense strings of numbers into an accurate solution. Or those who can discuss the intricacies of various formulas whether statistical, biological or physical.

Math is magic. Relativity, Fibonacci sequence, binary systems , music, or evolutionary patterns and principles.

It's everything. Us, and all around us.

Drivel

2010-12-13T11:24:00.000-08:00

Most of what ends up here is this. Annoyingly circuitous, vaporous and lacking in a point, the simplest beginning.

The thoughts roam: is the scientific method is valid? should human populations be relocated to land masses that fit their numbers? will the monsoons in the PNW return? why haven't I listened to Perfume Genius more frequently over the past 2 months? how much more reading will it take to feel moderately informed? will I ever fall out of love with Google products? might a return to running after over a decade help with the lack of point?

Din

2010-12-06T15:28:00.000-08:00

~~It's louder than its~~ it has ~~ever been~~.

Plot

2010-12-05T13:20:00.000-08:00

A sometimes stifling path. ~~The points falling outside the graph's trajectory may not aid in predicting trends, but~~ randomness has its place in evolution.

Energy

2010-12-01T14:03:00.000-08:00

Energy is such a key term.

~~The intention of any given action or sentence may be subtly different or even the opposite of what is assumed. Toggling back and forth between words and the energy behind~~ language is an ongoing mix of synchronicity and misunderstanding.

I wonder sometimes what it would be like going through an entire day using no words ~~and expressing myself solely through actions~~. How would I review my next move ~~without the benefit of language to express what I'm doing~~? ~~And what it would be like, if for one day, no one used words and we all had to present ourselves and interpret the energy of all our actions.~~

~~Life would be like~~ dance: gorgeous, passionate, quirky, full, sad, giddy, and all with modern dance face.

Turkey

2010-11-24T15:44:00.000-08:00

From American Heritage Dictionary:
1. a. A large North American bird that has brownish plummage and a bare, wattled head and neck and is widely domesticated for food. b. A related bird of Mexico and Central America. 2. Slang. Something, esp. a theatrical production, that is a failure. 3.Slang. A person regarded as being inept or undesirable. [After Turkey, from a confusion with the guinea fowl imported from Turkish territory.]

Snow

2010-11-22T09:02:00.000-08:00

Flakes, flakes, flakes falling while 30 mph gusts make mini drifts over soil and asphalt.

Dreams

2010-11-18T08:31:00.000-08:00

~~Being the kind of person that the~~ weather ~~does not stop is an ongoing attempt.~~

~~If only I did not have any make comparisons, trudging along in the~~ bliss of what is, ~~rather than what might b~~e ~~the~~
downpours ~~mixed with cold temperatures would just~~ roll over ~~each other as the days~~ squeeze ~~into less and less~~ hours ~~of light.~~

Spring arrives in July here.

Dada, the only treatment until then.

Literacy

2010-11-14T14:20:00.001-08:00

Winter

2010-11-13T09:27:00.000-08:00

~~Time for the nutrients of the last summer's trees to be reintroduced to the soil. The sun from the season past recombining with decades of decay.~~

Absorbed

2010-10-27T09:43:00.000-07:00

It has taken well over a year to reestablish focus and connection. Moving from item to item, thought to thought, poem to painting to an attempt at comprehending the day, a day. The idea that our days make sense is funny. Certain things make sense. Many aspects of what we say is "sense" is emotion. This cup of coffee. Light streaming down around me after days of dark falling water and wind. Leaves shifting from greens to reds and yellows. The scent of winter in the air.

Authentic

2010-10-24T11:33:00.000-07:00

Of undisputed origin, genuine.

Us, mingling with it all.

Consumption

2010-10-21T11:28:00.000-07:00

~~Ongoing topic and struggle. Biologically, we must~~ consume. ~~Nutrients for~~ fuel, build cells, build other stuff, move stuff including oxygen around a tangle of bio-highways ~~and~~ stops-- remove toxins, protect from hoards of invaders ~~from~~ outer surface to core. damage control and repair. repeat again and again and again.

What we consume and how much of it on a larger scale beyond our physical hunger for nutrients to stay alive is complex. . .or is it? Less ~~might be more in many scenarios.~~

Consumptions and creativity.

Uselessness

2010-10-17T13:23:00.000-07:00

Keep coming back to a quote of Kay Ryan's posted on The Muse Daily about poetry.

I am ~~in the midst of~~ trying to embrace a bit more uselessness, ~~the way~~ poetry and music fill in the spaces between the ego and the collective.

Practicality is a strategy ~~and it consumes~~.

Uselessness has no agenda. It's the place between meanings, the space for reverential moments.

Economy

2010-10-08T14:17:00.000-07:00

people putting their philosophies on minimalism
and consumption down on pages. pages and pages
and pages. consumption. less consumption. historical
repetition. rub eyes. look at keys. screen. keys. screen.
keys. hear the ever present ringing between ears. lines.
lines. lines. hand cups chin. jet flies over rooftops.

i remember the story of B36 often.alpha
wolf. tracked. partnered. mother. killing
livestock. livid farmers. eluding capture
and death. living. wolf. kill. eat. move.
mate. no words. reproduce. economical.
and disappears.

Heartburn II

2010-10-07T17:07:00.000-07:00

Food is the medicine. Absorption is the process

Saturday

2010-10-02T11:04:00.000-07:00

The cuff of my hoodie fills with drool. Purring feline on lap has little control.

Heartburn

2010-09-24T13:51:00.000-07:00

My doctor informed me yesterday that the grand majority of us suffer from chronic heartburn. . .and low back pain. It's due to what we eat and what we do.

She also explained that food high in acid, alcohol, coffee, tomato products, may cause increased bouts of heartburn. Also, threshold is something to consider in this situation. One extra cup of coffee or cherry tomato might push the acid splash up into the esophagus.

My dentist suggested I take a pro-biotic and digestive enzyme since he felt based on samples of my plaque my belly could use some help.

Me to Doc: won't taking these supplements ease the burning sensation?
Primary care doc, incensed: "I didn't realize that dentists have started prescribing supplements."

An odd response since at my annual checkup she'd suggested I take Vitamin D after reviewing the results of my blood work.

Healthcare in the US: conundrum --chronic pain and various conditions are the norm. Nutrition and digestion are tangential to the grand majority of diagnosis in medicine.

Whut thuh?

1. If I consume lousy building blocks, my cells, made daily, will be lousy cells and my body will implode eventually like a building with a crappy foundation.

2. Even if I consume the healthiest building blocks available, bad digestion/absorption leaves me starving [and again making lousy cells.]

Climate

2010-09-05T12:40:00.000-07:00

This word has become such a cardboard cutout of itself. Why do I blank out when I consider this word? Might be that the weather has become way too frequent a topic for me.

Then again I have never lived in a place where the climate has dominated me in such a challenging way. . .okay, this is a small lie. I lived in Florida for two years. The weather dominated there and made for a flat every day.

Here feels forever grey and cold. It is, in fact, forever gray and cold.

My mind tells me I should be more grateful and focus on all the positive qualities of here. My heart is tired of all the extra beats it takes to keep my body at 98.6 degrees Fahrenheit.

Let's see, something positive now: Perfume Genius !!!!!!!

Exposed

2010-08-24T14:36:00.000-07:00

This week. Dammit.

Per Rob Brezny:
ARIES (March 21-April 19): Why should you work harder than everyone else? Why is it up to you to pick up the slack when others are suffering from outbreaks of laziness and incompetence? And why should you be the fearless leader who is focused on fixing the glitches and smoothing over the rough patches when no one else seems to care whether things fall apart? I'll tell you why, Aries: because it's the Karmic Correction phase of your long-term cycle -- a time when you can atone for past mistakes, pay off old debts, and make up for less-than-conscientious moves you got away with once upon a time.

Indeterminacy

2010-08-21T08:45:00.000-07:00

John Cage! via Ubu web

2010-08-16T07:21:00.000-07:00

It's the lizard in us.

Brain

2010-08-14T11:52:00.000-07:00

I think too much. I think too much. I think too much. I think too much. I think too much. I think too much. I think too much.

Lepidoptera

2010-08-09T07:39:00.000-07:00

A large battered leaf shaped winged insect held tight to the fence for nearly 24 hours 2 days ago. It had ragged markings and muted colors that mimicked . . .well, tree bark + a furry head, thorax and abdomen. No antennae, only legs gripping the texture of the fence as it tried to camouflage itself.

I took a photo and submitted it to a bug guide online. Boy, those guys are amazing. Within an hour, 3 different people identified the big brown furry being as a sphinx moth, Smerinthus cerisyi.

They like poplar trees. This was the first sphinx moth I've ever seen.

I'm reading The Writing Life by Annie Dillard per the recommendation of a writer-in-residence here in the city. On page 48, I read Annie Dillard's encounter with a sphinx moth on the rail of a ship. People often mistake them for hummingbirds.

Sphinx moths have eluded me for more than four decades. Then one lands on the fence and appears in the book I'm reading the next day.