a few more images of last year
Monday 14 January 2008 | I like a cookie
For oleoptene: I grudgingly suppose this is the kind of sofa one deserves when one insists on shopping in the dumpster. Fiona seems not to mind. Painting drummed by the Brujo, many years ago. Microphone in foreground.
Coral from Bahía de los Angeles, still smelling salty and briny.
Unjustly accused! Princess Pipskintinkle did not pee on the carpet; it’s the smell from the feral cats seeping through the roof, delightfully enough.
Him whom my soul loveth, at the plaza in Tecate, looking purified and exhausted and blown wide-open by nine straight days of camping on the beach. An insistent man offered to take our Polaroid picture for 50 pesos and instead I took this one. Cacto! Which I think pretty much says it all.
The fresh crop of cactus babies, the last one having (sorry, Monsieur Flipper!) perished thanks again to the same feral cats. (And speaking of M. Flipper: oh my God TOFFEE. Not just toffee but TOFFEE. I am sure you appreciate the difference. More on this topic of vital importance very soon. But for now, into the shower and thence off to eight—yes, eight—hours of class.)
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