Notes From Me
Thursday, June 30, 2005

Diversiform

took 3 weeks Employed. a home and... 1st time kayaking, Tomales Bay, Sunday. 1 day ago Found tiny, funky place for dinner with my friend who was celebrating her half-birthday. very gorgeous and fun Night beach fire and cute, sweet, romantic other Refound appreciation for my shirt that says THEY WERE MADE IN JAPAN. EACH OF THEM REPRESENTS SOUND ONLY. words More shirt: the one that reads BRASIL prompts Brazilians to speak Portuguese to me.

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Friday, June 24, 2005

more wong kar wai please

Fallen Angels is fantastic. I love it. Especially Takeshi Kaneshiro's character, and the true comedy he helps portray along with Charlie Yeung. And the total effect of the camerawork, the music, the dialogue. Story in this film is not so important but the elements of story are strong, those subtle turns of tenor and vehicle found in real art...

photo posting must wait until i have my own computer.. i feel i pause at a hub that requires i make the kind of choice that reshapes everything.

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Monday, June 20, 2005

Subsonic

The shirt of 10 things is blue and yellow
like our Thursdays.
When we got to 11, one had to go.
Dancing was the carpet I flew for both of us
although you sang
small enough to fit in my hands.
A plan, 1 part nonchalance, 2 diving through.
4 Egyptian young ladies walked with me.
They were somehow heartbreakingly kind.
Again on that kind of bridge
with his ashes whumping into the river.
One last gift, freedom
to live what I have never dreamt.


People were vying to sing onstage at the Mint, so I went up once. I quite liked it.

San Francisco is especially gorgeous in the sun. It still reminds me of Athens, only newer and more colorful. A little farther south, my friend Mignonne and I cut willow to build a sweatlodge at her friend's place.
Et aussi...
Michelle and I went to Amoeba Records. She sort of swam off into the aisles and I angled straight to a listening station. I pressed STYLE whereupon SPOKEN WORD appeared on the screen, specifically Charles Bukowski. I hit PLAY, having so recently been inspired by Born Into This, and found myself listening to track after track. One of his poems was about style, how few actually have it, how doing something dangerous with style can be art, how some dogs have more style than people and how few dogs have style. I think living here in America is dangerous to one's civil freedoms, so to exercise them fully takes style and courage both.

I went to City Lights bookstore, which in a way is an extension of Shakespeare and Co. in Paris, which has a small wooden ground floor and stairs that go up while City Lights has its little wooden main floor and stairs that lead down...sitting reading Franck Pavloff's Brown Morning I looked up past an old framed Telegraph page headlining, "Brawl At Poet's Recital THREE POLICEMEN BITTEN" to find on the wall above it a poster of Bukowski. There he was again, he with the bluebird in his heart.


Eu esta viva.

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Wednesday, June 15, 2005

The Cute Old Couple In the Polish Restaurant on 2nd Avenue

On my way to the MOMA in NYC a couple weeks ago, I stopped in a place to eat out of the rain and because they had soup.

The couple were speaking amalgams of Polish and English with the waitress, discussing getting some tomatoes and which grocers had the right ones. At one point the wife says, "I was mad at him for saying it but it was smart of him."

The waitress, looking at the husband, replies: "See? (something in Polish)." To which he says,

"(something in Polish), I always say, you don't ask you don't get. Holy cow, look! They are moving a mattress." And they were, two girls in the rain and wind, getting hair in their mouths and across their eyes. The mattress wasn't covered with anything. Then as the husband says, "Do you think they're Japanese or Chinese?" the wife says at the same time,

"Only young people would do that," and to a woman who was getting up to leave she says in a louder voice, "Enterprising young people." She and I started talking about Amsterdam. She had to ask her husband if they had gone there in the 70s or the 80s. (It's kind of still the 70s there).

Last night I went north to Santa Rosa to see friends play music and other ones I hadn't seen since I left. People up there have a lot of time to do things like create fine beer and work on getting solar power going. I like the hills, the big sky especially at night, the wild wild sea. (Photos of the beach and of Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial in San Francisco coming sometime).

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Friday, June 10, 2005

The Feather of MAAT

Which is heavier, the feather or the heart?
Things I forgot:

How vastly gorgeous California is. (When I was walking on some trails at a place where my brother likes to run, looking at the long grasses and breathing the scent of sun mixed with groundspice, I half-thought to see one of those great vending machines I think only Japan has).

That I own a copy of the OED.

That people are expected to show identification when ordering alcohol.

How small Santa Cruz is.

That you can hear so many languages spoken in California.

What it's like to understand what everyone around me is saying, and what every sign and menu says.

Things I didn't forget:

That living in a country "led" by George W. Bush invokes a frequent, low-level anger, which of course I abate but was fairly absent while I was not here.

How much I love Mexican food.

That the sun sets over the Pacific here (I will see that soon--when I touch the ocean here I will have truly gone around the world.)

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Thursday, June 09, 2005


for unknown reasons...

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so familiar when i see this, but in between i forget

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nevada from the sky

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taking off from las vegas

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bored on the airplane (a new cheap system of flying with no meals, a blessing really, and several stopovers) and this person reminded me of japan

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if i want caffeine, i will drink coffee or eat chocolate...i guess the caption at the top implies you can drink this and never get "too drunk to f--k"

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i don't THINK they did this on purpose...

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san francisco near city college

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same area

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friend's backyard near the dim sum area...it may not look so exciting but i love that there are such overgrown yards in a city

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Thursday, June 02, 2005


I woke to the end of my dream, a voice saying, "Even the story of water is no longer fluent," which seemed to suggest that something new could now be forged.

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