i think we should make a conscious effort to go to the Getty more often.
if the trams aren't enough cause to go, there are wallls engraved with things that had once trapped amoeba, big men in blue suits and gold tassles, Teske and Man Ray and Dorothea and WEeGEE, and undeniable photochooting weather.
i want to be a macronaut
like taang. what a wonderful thing.
there were roomfuls of diviine white statues
but then, in one corner of one room,
there was him
norman says he should be in his own room-
in the center.
i say norman has a thought there.
non-segregated bathrooms!
yes, we went into the family bathroom. it's just such an avant garde notion.
i love this picture. what a cute boy
so i think my sickness has mostly gone away. i want to go swim but at this point, it would probably be better if i didnt. i also want to try one last time to mow down my lawn savanna (my sister can run in it and be covered by the knee-length wildgrass), but rats (coyotes?) chewed through our lawnmower and..it's in pieces all over my backyard. now all i need is a tire to prop up in my frontyard, and this house will officially begin to decrease the property-value of every house on my street.
we are all so lazy sometimes.