The stink of mortality
Today Deron took me to the dump, where he and I heaved out a Jeepful of my late mother’s detritus as a thousand gulls swirled about us.
I’m going back
to Texas tomorrow, y’all. For a week, anyways.
Big party on Dutton Drive. The last waltz. The final hurrah.
“Hey, my mom’s not at home. You wanna come over?”
A thought occurred to me
there in the shark tunnel with Deron.
So. You want to go for it, do you?
No good will come of cloning Neanderthals.
Year 4~Day 82 +53/365 AND Day 1178: Necessity is the Mother of Invention
From a Flickr set by Old Shoe Woman.
I just used everything in the refrigerator to make a sandwich for brunch.
Forced Entry
February 19, 2010. Dutton Drive. Dallas, Texas.
Would-be thieves had broken into my late mother’s house eight or so months ago, but the kind and vigilant next-door neighbor took it on himself to padlock the door.
Hey, the absinthe was free.
People who had come expecting a[n Animal Collective] concert (despite the Guggenheim’s advance description of the event as a “kinetic, psychedelic environment”) chattered, drank complimentary absinthe cocktails, grew annoyed and left well before the nearly three hours were over.
Baby
February 24, 2010. Dutton Drive. Dallas, Texas.
Sometimes you find things exactly when and where you expect to find them. When I entered my late mother’s house, I expected to find this old baby doll of hers in a drawer in a closet in what used to be my bedroom. And there it lay.
9 Hour Meat Sale
Cuba City, Wisconsin.
No truck in sight, nor no carnies neither, so I resisted the sirens’ song.
How to Probate and Settle an Estate in Texas
Office of Precinct 6 Justice of the Peace. Jim Wells County, Texas.
If you live outside the state, you will need to appoint a resident agent, and the letter of appointment must be notarized. You can usually scare up a notary in any office of a justice of the peace.
For Andrew
in response to Photography and Parenthood.
The first few years, I was really just a social drinker.
The probate hearing
was in what they call the Old Criminal Courts building. On the wall of the room in which I swore my oath was a photograph of the trial of Jack Ruby.
In the Boom Boom Room
In order to pierce the crust of Dallas, Texas subcultures, it helps to know someone who grew up here.
Returning to Dallas this time,
after these years,
I got hearing this in my head:
The towns grew up
And the people were still
Sleeping in the midday sun
Sleeping in the midday sun
(From “Buffalo Ballet”. John Cale.)
Traveler’s Badge of Shame
Now you know. All of you.
Tuesday, February 16 | To Do
*Bank: 1) Deposit (cashier’s checks?); 2) Wire transfer approval; 3) Safe deposit box (ID, death certificate)
*Shark tunnel
Thank you, Cindy.
Not only is Cindy Scroggins a performance artist, but she is an information specialist. If ever you are looking for lodging in the Dallas area, you just call up Cindy. She will not steer you wrong.
At The La Quinta Uptown, some of the rooms have heat. Mine even had hot running water for two or three minutes. If you want to wash but your timing is off, you can fill the sink with cold water, then add water you’ve boiled in the coffeemaker and give yourself a whore’s bath.
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reg’lar day
Lookin’ out my back door.
It’s kind of wimpy for this time of year, as we had a big thaw a few days back.
from the comments
I was always certain that it was a fact, but then I started talking to people like the girl I mentioned above and when I explained this they looked at me as if I had a donkey tail.
Assuming
my second attempt to fly from Chicago to Dallas this week is successful, I am outfitting myself properly. Today I bought this pair of High Dexterity Gloves in the event I’m offered an opportunity to touch Deron’s sausage finger.
For Cindy
This is how it will be, our new life.
Every now and again, it is brought to my attention
that a great stumbling block to general recognition of my value to society and culture is that I fail to recognize the importance of being earnest.
All Things Must Pass
It’s an I Ching thing.
C-41 in Caffenol
Then peroxide and sun.
This woman in central Florida does the most mad and wonderful things with film, and I like to share things that I like.
Oh. And she’s really funny, and so are her friends. Her Flickr comment threads make for good reading.
from the comments
Phil Bebbington: Well, I am in Texas and spent my first night in Johnson City. I had Catfish served on a plastic plate whilst watching two drunks play pool – one swore he knew me and kissed me on the hand – this is only half the story, perhaps the material of a post, not sure.
They were barely able to walk when we were kicked out at 9 and yet almost managed to drive a straight line!