January 2011
December 2010
Last Night...
I found myself sitting on a bean bag in a Pilsen cooperative, for a “poetry and pie” night, amongst an awkwardly quiet group of steadfast hippies who requested songs that “evoked the feeling of Yellow”, while they snapped their fingers after readings (which I thought had died with Ginsberg), made no mention of the industrial size kambucha fermenting operation existing in the kitchen, and insisted...
Hi Chicago...
it’s been a while.
Also I think PBS’s trailer for ‘45365’ is kinda hilarious. “Four five three… six-five”
On my way to the Yogi Bear premiere party. Here’s hoping that I can get Justin Timberlake to do a beer bong.