Houston x 2nd Ave, 99° fahrenheit, 10:25 pm
Pizza in Jersey is bigger than babies
Path train to Hoboken.
Journals 2002-2010. Started going through old journals last night and it’s inspiring me to write. Here are a couple pics of mine, if you have the time I’d love to see yours posted too!
Man on a bicycle can go three or four times faster than the pedestrian, but uses five times less energy in the process. He carries one gram of his weight over a kilometer of flat road at an expense of only 0.15 calories. The bicycle is the perfect transducer to match man’s metabolic energy to the impedance of locomotion. Equipped with this tool, man outstrips the efficiency of not only all machines but all other animals as well.
Ivan Illich, Energy & Equity (via jacecooke)
Summer Salad
Fennel, watermelon, black olives, basil, feta, scallions, lemon, olive oil, balsamic vinegar, salt & pepper!
Walmart’s chip aisle (Sanford, ME)
Cone head howl!
Marrakech has three primary colors. The grey blue of the sky and the tiles, the dry green of the palms and plants, and the dusty red of buildings and of sand. Heat sweeps into the middle of the day and rolls back out again at night leaving hot stone buildings like glowing embers in the desert. In the medina, ritual battles nature. Shops close and children disappear into houses in the afternoon, and then reappear in the evening to go back to work and play when the sun hangs lower over the walls. Women, sometimes covered from their head to their fingertips to their toes, rush around in groups or with children, often tied to their backs, limbs bouncing in time with their mother’s strides. The men are sitting, working, meeting, waiting, watching, patrolling, everywhere, more present than anything else. You see them cleansing their hands and faces in the streets before prayer and rushing back to work afterward. They wear long white galabeyahs that look like old fashioned nightgowns, but more dignified, with pressed collars and shirt buttons down the front.
Summer Reading List
The Pregnant Widow by Martin Amis
Who Governs? by Robert Dahl
Primary Colors by Joe Klein
The Natural by Joe Klein
The Appointment by Herta Muller
The Original of Laura by Vladimir Nabokov
Dear Husband by Joyce Carol Oates
The Museum of Innocence by Orhan Pamuk
The Bridge by David Remnick
Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
The Vocation Lectures by Max Weber
How Fiction Works by James Wood
What’s on yours?
Took my sister Linnea vintage shopping today. She has a hilarious late 80s early 90s look going despite the fact that she wasn’t born until ‘93!
