August 18, 2010

Send in the Shop Vacs!




Just typed this piece while I was shop vaccing water up in a friend's basement.

When the water was deep, I could just lay the hose down and type away on my phone until it needed emptying. Repeat.

It was an experiment in the grand tradition of "what the hell" and "don't expect much"... And it certainly wasn't much, but it was made possible by mobile phones and thumbs of fury (even on a touch screen)... Until I had to switch over to more manual vacuuming and stopped typing a while and my phone did some kind of hibernate that subsequently saved the title but not everything written.

There are at least three layers of lessons learned here, and they are -- for the most part -- all history repeating itself.

Location:Westmoreland Ave,Takoma Park,United States

August 15, 2010

I Do Love the Fall


This is green
Or purple or black

Stretching an arm's length up an arm

Stretching a yard over one shoulder than another

From the wrist and the fingers
The eyes and the muscles never stop

My favorite lines are never
My favorite lines are please

My favorite subjects tarry

September is around another corner

I'll run to the North and then again less so

There it will be on my doorstep
Before my throat closes

Location:Ferndale,United States

August 11, 2010

Here I Go


Again these horses for pinker skies.

Again southward bound and bound to stumble.

Again ascending, again descending.

Again the humidity.

Again horizons unfurled.

Again spotted stuff over the ocean.

Again we match these words to sounds, these sounds to memories and days and everything we thought would be.

Again what will be.


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Diving into The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet, good times.

Location:Rent-A-Car Rd,Orlando,United States

July 29, 2010

Hyper-blank, Hypo-blank


Are you born with a sense that you'll be there?

Evidence is known by its mountains.

Life by its muscular contraction and electric signals, enjoyment of sunlight, appetite and appetites and joy. Healing, hurting, sleeping, and waking up.

How many things did you miss today?

And missing the missing.

And keys put on the same counter day after day with my wallet.

And I can't seem to find a new wallet that works for me.

I'm not done.

I don't live under the stairs. I don't change with the moon. I don't even drink blood.

I don't come from some dying planet in some remote corner of the galaxy.

I'm not the last of my people.

I'm nobody's worst nightmare.

I can be proud of you.

I'll pull this shit off.

Got it?

But don't talk like that.





Location:Michigan Ave NW,Washington,United States

July 27, 2010

Almost (of Hepta)

Chosen at random means there are so many ones.

Chosen at random means there is a stream or a river and there is you.

Chosen at random can be disaggregated, can be sussed. Disintegrated is a figure of speech. Desegregated, a figure of speech?

Welcome to Baltimore, population greater than one.

"Most likely greater than the most likely random numbers."

Got it? This isn't my stop. And this isn't Wednesday. And this isn't a Solstice party. There's a party for you.

I want to know that I've done this before. I feel the pull. Yeah?

Location:Elm Rd,Baltimore,United States

Some Favorite Things

When a Sky Bison flies over the moon in Baltimore (thanks Mags for the pic)

When a new YouTube meme is filtered through the best thing ever posted to YouTube (thanks Tim)

When a great friend talks through a favorite artists (more on Adam's remix of Gonzalez-Torres' "Loverboy" here)

Taking me all the way back to my daughter's first run-in with Gonzalez-Torres. And back to the beginning where she was the one that spotted Appa flying over the moon.

I'm 75 miles from where I was born, right now.

July 24, 2010

Deca




Would a salve for the weight on your shoulders just leave you with a wetter weight?

This is against that and that, too.

Some treatments call for repeated application. Some problems ask for continuous pressure.

Some states are contiguous.

Some continents are lazier (than others), like rivers and dogs familiar with foxes.

And some foxes fly, and they are bats, too.

Spiders are good for houses.

Landscape paintings are good for houses, less so for landscapes.

And landscape printing is your best bet for spreadsheets and sitemaps.

Are you following? I'm the one in the pool. Look at me.


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Written on my phone, so excuse the odd formatting [now fixed] -- the space before the photo I mean. This BlogWriter app is good for a lot of things, but that space is annoying thing #1... and it doesn't let you post links either.

Have a favorite iPhone-to-Blogger authoring app? Do tell!

Will fix from a desktop later in life.

Location:N Charles St,Baltimore,United States

July 21, 2010

Femto

She.
She loves him.


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July 4, 2010

Good Morning, PA


There's a town here

I know it

The things you've said have gone unresponded and I'm sorry for that, agreeing with so many

It gets brighter and brighter despite any attempts to hold the sun at arm's length

Would boil and bubble without witches, just pure nuclear power

Followed closely by pure strangeness, seemingly unanswerable questions, and then finally codified ambiguity

That would be all we have left if finally stayed final

Percentages and horse trading and percentages of horses traded, so you don't think I've lost my manners

Sorry, I mean to write back

Location:Crescent Dr,New Cumberland,United States

June 22, 2010

from June 4: Looking Will Change (The French Problem)


(Afternoon and evening)

Third place is just at the coast. Because I call the digits.

True dreary for us, yes.

I have the point of the sea. I have the axe. Do you want a tour?

Apart from us, you arrived true.

Excellent. My health is dire, but we can’t pay the blockade.

We gotta get a school.

No, we need to rest in the parade of foolish shit.

Tell me slow.

K.

Cool. Got it.

I’m bored of the new calendar…now I have a figure to dance in the details.

Wwwwhhhheeeeeeee!

All you have to embrace are these lips?

Heh.

After the public call for encores, ok?

Gotta work certain change.

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This is another draft piece I read at the reading the other week. The June writing project continues with day-by-day research and word/phrase gathering. The writing and arranging will flow from that, but not bound to the individual days.

June 15, 2010

Great Times at Minás & a Draft I Read

You can't tell from that picture, but the reading the Sunday before last (time goes so quickly) was well attended and well enjoyed. Thanks to Chris Toll for getting me involved, to Mark Sanders for playing emcee, and to everyone who came.

Here's a piece of a piece that I read, that's a piece of a longer piece that I'm writing, that's a draft, and that I'm sure will change a whole lot before I feel sure about it...

from June 2: There Is Subterfuge
(The Catalan Problem)



(Evening)

Else the content of my parents hold us in highest esteem.

The allure of travels and travesties and germane good stuff.

You don't say! A block of flavors! Did you compress the bullets with cream of air?

Hey dolts! The city is a turtle.

Conduct yourself.

Assuage the salad of your spirit! Xo

Yup yup!

Awesome!

Oh my armor is the spy. A real gift of the era.

Tell the turtle of time.

Some running mascara.

Holy cow, the electronic Rebels of Canada were correct.

Transmit it!

Some running mascara.

Yay!

June 2, 2010

Chris Toll and Jamie GP at Minás, Sunday June 6


I'm reading with the wonderful Chris Toll at Minás Gallery in Baltimore this Sunday, June 6.

Here's the details and RSVP on Facebook.

I'll be reading from a project I'm doing all this week (details currently undisclosed). Unless it turns out sucky in which case I have a bunch of other stuff I'll read. I'm guessing we'll grab a drink afterward... but where?