experiential lag
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Something about this performance just makes me happy. It’s cool without trying to be, and without that look-at-me-kind of self-awareness- which would have made it look, idk, awkward, perhaps? Oh, and that green suit. That fabulous fro. Everything. Is. Love.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Today, I left myself in a Mexican restaurant, between the two cups of coffee that I drank, the two cigarettes I smoked, the two steps I took on my way to the door. I left myself somewhere at a table, sitting, wide-eyed, still sipping coffee, still smoking cigarettes, with a cold glass of Coke next to the bowl of nachos congealing with hamburger meat fat and orange salsa.
I waved goodbye and saw myself wave back, mouth full of nachos and salsa-orange teeth. Upon a wave of affection, I thought I should run back and give myself a goodbye hug, too. But just then the yellow cab honked its bleaty horn. I sighed, put my glasses on, and walked out the door.
I waved goodbye and saw myself wave back, mouth full of nachos and salsa-orange teeth. Upon a wave of affection, I thought I should run back and give myself a goodbye hug, too. But just then the yellow cab honked its bleaty horn. I sighed, put my glasses on, and walked out the door.
To You, In Germany, A Crazy Video of the Lotus Eaters
Check out the screaming. Or not :). I wish I could be this excited about something all over again.
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