If it ever stops raining I plan to take a crack at this project I’ve wanted for years to do. These two shots are screen grabs from the opening minutes of “Dog Day Afternoon”, the 1975 film starring Al Pacino as Sonny Wortzik (whose real name was John Stanley Wojtowicz). These stills from the movie [...]
I may be the only human being on this earth to have noticed this, but the Random Yahoo Link was not functional for a couple of days, and I thought for sure the link had been discontinued. The link which sends you to a random web page from the Yahoo directory instead (for at least [...]
I could not sleep and so I explained it’s part agony, it’s part hard-on, it’s the dull buzzers from next year, it’s the choking miasma of unconcoctioned aftershocks headfully hustling where dancing girls fear to tick, it’s Ronald Reagan grinning like a dust storm under rented Chevrolets driven on voided alleys and computerized fields, it’s [...]
idiot grimace followed violence burning vibration hollering streets choleric frays nubile crooners humpty jumps ice rabies bowery triumph spool thump ablative face languid Linus I want a pine needle that sounds like rat forest that sounds recyclable that sounds like strawberry sounds like munchable looks like staple friezes not like popochondria much like bubble placards [...]
I had not seen them for 25 years when my sister mailed me our mass of family slides, comprising over 1,000 images of our parents and us (upon our arrivals) from the late 1950s through the late 1970s. Making what turned out to be my final use of the always-aggravating Pacific Image PowerSlide 3650 slide [...]
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
I was mining some old music magazines for interesting things when I spotted this advertisement from 1918. A certain M. Trilety, who claimed to be a “Face Specialist,” promised that this uncomfortable looking contraption — the Nose-Shaper “Trados” (Model 24) — would fix “ill-shaped noses” in a safe and discrete way. One would wear this [...]
A couple of STillwell phone exchange sightings yesterday helped add to my continuing collection of Telephone Exchange Name Sightings. Under the shadows of the Long Island Expressway the O’Loughlin Florist and the Riley Brothers Monuments company sit next to Second Calvary Cemetery and across the street from Third Calvary. Also across the street is the [...]
Dreamed I was on a houseboat. The boat was large, with 3 or 4 families living on board. Most of the people were adults but I walked toward the back and found a couple of 5 year old girls playing on the floor. They told me “Go look at the bathroom.” I stepped into the [...]
All day yesterday I thought someone was following me. It was not a vague sensation of doom, or a baseless instinct interpreted as foreboding. I heard things. Real things, misinterpreted. Rustlings of leaves or branches, papers tumbling up the street behind me, I thought my awareness had transmogrified and anthropomorphized these objects to a point [...]
If you wrote poetry as a youngster you may be cursed to remember it for the rest of your life. Worse than the laughing stocks of “Exquisite Corpse”‘s Body Bag but not lively enough for kitsch, these verses are literally unspeakable. Their nubile limpidity retains a jingle-jangle innocence. Moments of dark exaltation see you blurt [...]
