+ monday, july 15
from ‘things i get to see now that i don’t ride the bus to and from work’: reinforcements
from ‘things that happened a couple of weeks ago but i forgot to link to’: pinball and scooters
+ tuesday, july 9
late last night, someone found this site while searching for nude pictures of Daler Mehndi. yep, Daler Mehndi.
+ monday, july 8
back in the states. Vancouver was fantastic. pictures and text are up now.
+ wednesday, july 3
it seems that this jet-setting and car-setting lifestyle of mine doesn’t take holidays off. in honor of the upcoming patriotic weekend, i’m setting out for Vancouver B.C. with Hai and Peggy late this afternoon.
+ tuesday, july 2
happy birthday to Dave!
+ monday, july 1
i accidentally walked about 9 miles south to Pacifica on the beach yesterday. i took pictures.
+ thursday, june 27
capes are back in a big way.
+ tuesday, june 25
hi hi. back from Austin as scheduled, but then i was in Oakland, and i’ll be in San Jose all week getting learned. busy beezy.
here are some pictures i took from the airplanes to and from Austin. it was hazy out there in the west-mid-west because of all the fires.
ridge and lake
+ tuesday, june 18
off to the airport in a few minutes for a trip to Austin. be back late tomorrow night.
+ wednesday, june 12
i only vaguely remember Twin Peaks existing as a TV series, but i’m halfway through Season 1 right now on DVD. i accidentally watched the prequel Fire Walk With Me beforehand, because i mixed it up with the pilot. so i already know who killed Laura Palmer, but it’s lovely all the same. it’s like a cross between the more subtle spoiled-hometown creepiness of Blue Velvet and the scary demonic mysteriousness of Lost Highway. the suggestion of twins everywhere, prophetic visions, mutated and powerful men in small rich placeless rooms, everything almost inevitable.
David Lynch movies are not ‘good movies’ in the usual sense, i’ve sort of decided. but i really like them because they seem to be such a thorough and vivid look at the inside of his rather interesting skull, and he doesn’t feel obligated to explain anything; every film stars him as god.