right now we are in the middle of a monsune. there is thunder and it is still sweltering, the heat never really dies away. it remindes me of kickball in front of the pirates cove three years ago and running out into the storm to meet it. it's sad to hear it's going to be dead soon (a very sweet punk house in allentown, PA).. the piss smell though ( Read more... )

the flight was only 11 hours long as opposed to 16. there were videogames on the plane and i landed listening to devo.i'm in mother fuckin tokyo. damn shit rules.

my flight for japan leaves tomorrow morning and if you would like to reach me you'll have to do it through the e-mail. mine is moxxzero@hotmail.com. oh and in case you are someone who happens to be there while i am...august 19th to september 4th, i'm staying at 3-15-3 Denenchofu, Ota-Ku, Tokyo. oh, and even better, if you know of things i should be ( Read more... )

deep-fried fuck ass, dirty south dress up pot luck at the anti church.... 6031 idaho street, oakland ( Read more... )

one day untill show. first day installing at the gallery, crysatl's asleep in a pile of tenticles and fabric scraps, i am half falling over from killing three cans of spraypaint very quickly in an enclosed space.. not falling over in a good way, it's just hurting my brain. this whole art show shit always ends up being a whole shit ton of work, ( Read more... )

since i've been back it's been califlorida all over this place. there's nothin like a bunch of sweet ladies..and some dudes, from the south. tons of kids in town, tons of work i'm supposed to be making, and much more pecrastenation (i spell badly) than anything else. motherfuckin summer time forever ( Read more... )

the last two months, just getting back and time spent in new york and in the areas surrounding.. there is too much to write about right at this moment, but if your into flashbacks i'll be on top of it as soon as things slow down a bit. adventures include me spending the fourth of july in jail, swimmind in the east river and giving kids tattoos in ( Read more... )

i'm starting to remember what it was like to be listless again. night swimming and river swimming and quarry swimming with long lost friends in unfamiliar places. moving between cities in hours instead of days and coming finally to a standstill in new york.. just like last summer and the summer before that without planning it. i've hopped trains ( Read more... )

the library in salt lake is like the damn future. everything is glass or looks like it should be floating. mormons really know how to spend the moneys. got in to salt lake city yeterday before sunset, hopped off a moving train for the first time and didn't eat shit. ate blackbeans and banana in tortillas and drank a 32 off the tracks. been going ( Read more... )

joey and i are in portola. everyone waves at you and knows you just got off a train. in the police happenings a woman in Quincy reported someone threw trash into her dumpster. shit this place is fucked. we'll probably be in denver by tomorrow? we slept in a big bush in the desert yard, on the train and in the woods. everything rules.