more tacoma time.  strange times.  the last few days i have had a nervous buzz about me which makes me talk compulsively with those around me (i think the barista at starbucks rejected my request for decaf).  i have many thoughts at once, but none solid enough to effectively capture.  reading a lot, sort of, or not really.  thinking i am going to ( Read more... )

"It comes from a deep-rooted conviction that if there is anything worthwhile doing for the sake of culture, then it is touching on subject matters and situations which link people, and not those that divide people. There are too many things in the world which divide people, such as religion, politics, history, and nationalism. If culture is capable ( Read more... )

i really love this scene:

Giulia came between one rabbit and the next, and told me point blank that she needed me.  i had come to the factory on my bike, right? well, that very afternoon she had to go immediately all the way to Porta Genova, andt o get there you had to take three different trams, she was in a hurry, it was an important ( Read more... )

somewhere in the rough outline of the early morning and i don't feel much like sleep.  today i finished a great book by primo levi after a three day sprint.  the only feeling better than finishing a book is beginning one.  when you're scaling the heights of a book's final pages, you feel a double charge -- the excitement of puting one to rest and ( Read more... )

today was a good day, a mellow day, a day i can feel good about.

i did not paint today.  i ran out of the two colors that i need right now.  i put the paints away to free up space, and it felt good.  those things stink up the place and if ever i am going to crack thru the egg-shell membrane of this world, i need fresh air.

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he was the best and the loudest and most loved jazzman of his time, but never professional in the brain.  unconcerned with the crack of the lip he threw out and held immense notes, could reach a force on the first note that attacked the ear.  he was obsessed with the magic of air, those smells that turned neuter as they resolved in his lung then ( Read more... )

second beer - coors light (really want red wine, and there's a bottle up there for the taking, but once you open it, you've got to drink it all...)

'frank sinatra sings for only the lonely' (all songs sounded the same (?))/'coleman hawkins encounters ben webster'/'sittin' in' - dizzy gillespie, stan getz, paul gonzalves, coleman hawkins

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"family life just goes on.  toughest thing in the world.  but of course it is also the microcosm of a world.  you get everything there -- birth, life, death, love and jealousy, conflict of wills, of authority and freedom, the new and the old.

...roughly for me the principal fact of life is the free mind.  for good and evil, man is a free creative ( Read more... )

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