marinade

mingmedia's homegrown habeneros. i've called dibs on one for my marinade.

21 - 24 august 2009, taking the city

joshua 8:21: "And when Joshua and all Israel saw that the ambush had taken the city, and that the smoke of the city ascended, then they turned again, and slew the men of Ai."

1. hit reset.

2. new playlist, taking the city.

3. groom + clean routine.

3. homemade turkey burgers with hot cherry peppers, minced garlic, ground cumin, salt + pepper; topped with american cheese, bacon, tomato.

4. red sox game + movies.

5. up early, lazy morning breakfast and email.

6. leftover turkey burger lunch.

7. district 9.

8. long island family party:

9. home for top chef las vegas premier rerun and snacks.

10. asleep by 11.

11. up early, slow coffee.

12. all american burger.

13. jones beach to watch the remnants of hurricane bill:

14. freeport nautical mile for drinks:

tonight...

15. grilled london broil marinated in dijon mustard, olive oil, worcestershire sauce, ground cumin, chilli powder, hot sauce, salt + pepper.

16. red sox game.

tomorrow... taking the city.

one last wish, "my better half"

so sick.

reminds me why i have a tattoo of this band covering up a botched lifetime tattoo.

sojourn with the creative

"Each entrance of an entity into a material experience is that it may better fit itself, through the application of an ideal in its experience, for a sojourn with that which is Creative--that influence or force in which all move and have their consciousness, their being."

Edgar Cayce Reading 1759-1

nina simone

courtesy of the blue crane

leaving belfast

Leaving Belfast

for John Duncan

The planes fly so low over the houses in the east

their undercarriages seem like the stomachs of giant birds;

the skyline in town is the ragged, monitored heartbeat

of a difficult patient; the river holds its own,

and for every torn-up billboard and sick-eating pigeon

and execrable litter-blown street round Atlantic Avenue

there's some scrap of hope in the young, in the good looks of women,

in the leafiness of the smart zones, in the aerobatics of starlings.

There are good times and bad times, yes, but now you are

burning your bridges, and you are leaving Belfast

to its own devices: it will rise or fall,

it will bury its past, it will paper over the cracks

with car parks and luxury flats, it will make itself new—or perhaps

become the place it seemed before you lived here.

Leontia Flynn

Drives

Jonathan Cape

Copyright © 2008 by Leontia Flynn

All rights reserved.

a true irish catholic prayer

"...for in suffering strength is gained, even as the wind bloweth where it listeth--one heareth the sound thereof and knoweth not whither it cometh nor whence it goeth, yet that is as of the thought and intent in the individual characterization of self--that out of those forces comes that same in an individual or entity's being..."

- edgar cayce

bedford avenue crazy

i see this guy all the time. sometimes he pisses me off. this video sheds some new light. pretty amazing piece of video.

Study For "A Moral Society" from russel fong on Vimeo.