yo i am in Lijiang, which i knew sucked hard balls but now after five years i returned to check it out and lord almighty does it suck. the Chinese tourists here are insecure racists and their desires and idiosyncrasies have rubbed off on a local populace that is struggling not to become rude and […]
Month: January 2008
why do i like him
Beacuse he dreams and emotesBecause I can imagine playin ball with him Because he is one of Us who is Us? I consider Us to be those who have sat in cafesHatin on BushHatin on warsDiggin on James BrownSmokin herb and waxin philosophicalDreamin of new a energy source Makin love with all racesand diggin itSpeakin […]
Dali Town
it always hard for me to escape the monkey in this town. cuz i don’t try hard. the other night we were dancin to irish music, fully lickered up throwin each other and girls all around the bar — twirlin people and flippin each other and such. i received a massive bruise on my thigh, […]
prince
maybe its just because i stood next to him once at paisley park .. maybe its cuz i rocked it so many times at his club first ave .. maybe its just cuz he’s a pimp of the highest most spectacular order. even that 1990s shit diamonds and pearls was cool. i got this dvd […]
me and sammy at the speakeasy last night
We are having our customary American Coffees at Salvador’s this morning. Sal’s is one of the finer cafes i have ever experienced in China. The food is great, the prices are low, the place is owned by a few gringos from kansas and colorado and run by an army of western yunnan munchkins, under the […]
The devil came down to Clifden …
“The devil came down to Clifden, lookin for a soul to steal, he was getting kinda low and don’t ya know he was willing to make a deal …” Johnny went through Clifden one day and listened to the Irishmen play, they hit their fiddles with a mighty cry and sang to the darkening sky. […]
mountain pics
well … here they are. pretty white boxes for you to click on. i guess they will take you to the pics on my worthless picasa album. if anyone has a clue why this is, holla.
my tummy hurts
Friends and enemies alike, i wait with bated breath for the outcome of my latest missive. A plea have i tossed, into the ring, for the sages — appointed by whom? — to peer down upon, through their thick bifocals and to Judge! Shall i be anointed Worthy? Has the Universe listened to the arguments […]
grumble grumble
well i have tried to put pics up here for days now. i went through picasa and checked out what the deal is — heard that sideways pics is a problem that many of us have. but picasa won’t load the damn pics up so i am just gonna have text now. i am in […]
river lake people
i have been trying to put a few pictures of my trip into the mountains online but they always end up sideways. i will be consulting my computer geek homeboys soon. i was able to sleep at my home a good two nights before i packed my bags for another move, this time south to […]
in the mountains
don’ worry i will add pics in a bit. i arrived from amsterdam sunday afternoon and went to my man tenzin’s house and eased back with him and his woman aliya. i booked a flight the next day for jiu zhai gou, as there was an ecotourism forum going on and my friend andrew is […]
naturally
last night i spent most of my time dreaming i was a stand up comedian. the audience was overwhelmingly black and i was in georgia. towards the end of the show i started overheating and sweating and i grabbed a hand drum and started playing, i then started freestyler preach-singing … i think i also […]
i am that i am
reading foucalt’s pendulum has been a three month odyssey through umberto eco’s dream library. i finally fell into the pace of the book, now, near the end. and everywhere i see lorenza, belbo — i am belbo, no i am aglie … the man with the scar was on my flight to chengdu. he chatted […]
decompression
yeah i be trippin. but here with my bro in adam its all good. we toured the city and its beautiful, even the ancient hos flicking their thick swollen tongues at us from behind clean windows. red halos. the morrocans, adjusting their sneer to our knowing gaze. the dutch, happy to chat and interested. last […]
to A’Dam
In four hours, my plane leaves for Amsterdam. actually six hours, but i have an hour long train ride ahead of me. i just got off the phone with a woman. i’m tellin ya. if anything can spin yer dome around, its a woman. i am not sure if she is humoring me or subtly […]
Gettin Fat in Deutschland
Every morning i enjoy myself ritually with the bread slicer. I love the buzz and smell of good bread being prepared for my rumblin gullet. then i sift through the fridge. Lord, Bless my Mother with Peace of Mind and a Calm Heart! She maintains a fine kitchen. Teewurst, Leberwurst, Salami, Kaes’ and so on. […]