Thursday, 26 September 2013

Another Week 35 - #Kanye West, #Duck Dynasty, #Dumbo Arts Festival, Hawaii Rainbows, Mark Rothko, A New Banksy Mural and

The Riviera

Western Civilization
taking care of business

And what the travel brochures don't tell  (or show) your ass

in bloom

The walk along Old Christchurch Road appeared even smellier than usual at 10.00am today; a mixture of urine, vomit and stale alcohol does that to a nose.., or perhaps that's just my imagination.. I contemplated looking the other way.., however... The garbage, cracked and boarded up windows and plastic trash bags (still awaiting to be picked up).. and this is the road from both the bus (and coach) station and the train station.., which in turn means that any new visitors walk the same route I just did and enjoy this first local impression of their visit.. Wiz bang man..

Student accommodation is also on route, as is the University.. Lot's of out of town students, including those from overseas also get to 'digest' the daily local pungent sight and first impressions..  Stale bar smells and a couple of vomit patches within 25 meters added to the ambiance.. I couldn't help noticing the two guys asleep on the bench with their 'worldly' belongings by their sides..; several others were making use of supermarket carts/trolleys to move their bulging plastic bags containing their 'wardrobe changes', while the strangely colored liquid in the plastic bottle one was carrying certainly didn't look drinkable., to me.., but certainly I saw him take a hit of it..

I passed two separate Big Issue guys asking me to buy a copy.., as indeed they did on my way back... The policeman had a female sat on the floor facing the wall with her hands behind her back while he was on his radio.. and the two guys walking towards me didn't move or 'breath in' forcing me off the pavement. ; I turned round to see one of them throw his empty can 'of something' onto the poorly patched up sidewalk/pavement.. and this was all in a distance of about a couple of hundred meters..
I tried to ignore the negative and combative cell phone conversation I was overhearing and following, but knew there was a 'problem' with his benefits as it wasn't in his bank today.. I wasn't sure how he was able to afford his roll ups, but hey, that's not for me to form an opinion over.. A siren sped by..

The litter was left discarded in the gutter., from the night (?) before and the empty beer kegs awaited being picked up.. There were a couple of bikes chained to the fence that looked like 'a' wheel had been stamped on because they were definitely buckled.. 

Looking up I noticed someone's faded  red laundered underwear blowing out of the opened window.. and the open tattoo door below provided me with the sounds of a needle doing it's 10.15 am work... The girl coming out of the door looked as though she was taking on the walk of shame, I overheard one of the two guys sat in the closed bar's doorway say that his ex "is a right c**t" while both of them then proceeded to spit right in infront of me.. The two guys in the white 'rusting old work van' driving by whistled at the girl and shouted out something that sounded to me like "hey, wanna f**k.?" ., but I can't believe that's what I actually heard.. Romance filled the pungent air..
A couple of horns being blown and a car revved by.. Some dude came out of the store with a RedBull..; I hate the smell of RedBull, don't like RedBull and don't need a 'kick' before 10.30 am.., but his cigarette stained fingers popped the can and he took an audible gulp.. just as I noticed that he obviously hadn't any visible teeth for what appeared to be probably a good long time..

I should add that this is all within 30 minutes and a walk across town and along a street that visitors would take from either the bus station, rail station or visiting car parks.. My skin crawls, my stomach heaves.. and I'm glad of my dark glasses 'cause my eyes are dead to this world.. and people wonder (?) about my 'observations'..; perhaps this is all a backdrop to a B movie .. and I'm not in on the action.., or maybe I'm not seeing this stuff like those who see paradise..- I've only been to Fiji quite a few times an' this ain't no Fiji.. man..


I heard  a male voice behind me talking to himself.., or more like mumbling incoherently.. and the hairs on the back of my neck, stood on end at the anger in his rantings..; I heard him throw something onto the ground and glanced back to see that he had thrown a crumbled Tesco's sandwich box away.. There was a half eaten chicken thigh bone left by the bus stop., next to a pile of cigarette butts and an empty coke bottle.; someone had also obviously finished with their cigarette lighter and decided that it was best left behind.....

I looked into a car as the driver was exiting it and thought it was probably about time she 'spring cleaned'  the interior as I'm sure some of that stuff was possibly left in there from the last century.. and the previous several owners., but that was just my opinion, whereas the other stuff I was experiencing couldn't be 'glossed' over..






Kerb Appeal


or maybe it's just my imagination



Perhaps I'm supposed to just 'look' the other way





(are all these O's really necessary)


now I'm done


The Invisible Puppeteer 
a must see

Thank god for live performance, women's shoes 
closing tech' issues

One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person,
perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years
 To read is to voyage through time.


Thanks this week go/goes to Arts and Entertainment - Walt Whitman - Eddie Adams - Dishwalla - Spinal Tap - Elephants - Gene Yale - Logan's Square and Chicago's Annual Fall Bridge lift

Monday, 23 September 2013

Another Week 34 - #blinddate, #Arts and Entertainment, Gao Qianbo, #VW camper van., Carol and Willie Fowler,

Explore your options


Equinox to Equinox



A Soap Box

It was different for sure and definitely a move in a direction., however, it had that feeling of oppression (yet again)..; it was dark, noisy.., smelly and the whole organization deal's a bit off (yet again) man..- sorry.. I guess I just don't need anymore dark unorganized sh*t baby.. and not to mention that those things got stuck., I got man handled by a heavy handed high viz yellow jacket wearing security person who was so far up their own importance for nothing more than.,  'cause as we ALL know, a parade can walk right through a big assed post structure thing that holds up a bloody great big bridge... Now., to correct address that, I'd suggest travel and a more positive and a more worldly use of that experience rather than 'the steel' view.., or simply hire someone who knows that a long assed thingy can't navigate and cruise the tight ? 'green barrier' and low trees and stuff.. and hey isn't a procession., according to (Wikipedia)

 A procession (French procession via Middle English, derived from Latin, processio, from procedere, to go forth, advance, proceed) is an organized body of people walking in a formal or ceremonial manner.

I wouldn't worry though 'cause I admittedly just don't get it, so you're not trying to 'please' me.., fortunately..  It goes way over my simple head.. 

It's like turning up under the impression you're going to see a rocket launched to the moon but ending up watching a firework  fizzle miserably.., or excitedly looking forward to the unseen Van Gogh., only to see a piece of pavement art (as rockin' as pavement art is., but it's no Vincent baby) being washed away in the rain., for me..  Thank god for the stranger.., a photog. and a family and the old couple.. and the group of foreign students... and a participant (who seemed responsible for the running order) who all agreed.. I guess rather than being spotted standing alone on the periphery., I'd have been in and amongst it, sleeves rolled up an' checking on stuff.., along with my trusty fire extinguisher..; for fires to put out.., incase you were wondering., but man, come on dude.. That's three in a row..- I'd also move the info bit from the center of where a natural traffic jam takes place to help with flow and ease congestion.. and this is free advice.. and geez., the poor dudes in the Beetle were just thrown out there for all the wacky late nighters..; kinda like a skinny gladiator thrown in for the lions..
I do wonder if thought goes into this gig.., other than 'hey, let's get them in, treat 'em like crap and leave them hangin'..' - Pat me on the back now Mr. Councillor..

 Now what

Do we know why the merry-go-round wasn't on and working., or the spinning thingy that goes "really fast ride".., or why there wasn't a concession stand or two in the specifically built new thing., or why there weren't lights, music and why wasn't that new little 'under the bridge' cafe thingy open.. and I'm sure the announcer was a personal friend., but man..,
Somabien., AmbeSleep or RestAid., is not the way to go before ya go live on air.. and neither is sucking on a boiled sweet.. Cute accent and dialect though..
A million people., a million strangers and how is it possible to bump into., totally unplanned., a few people ya know..! Weird man..- My battery's charged, the custard creams are digested.. and limbering up for another day's adventure.. What.., cough.., and ouch, I just bit my tongue.. fun..

.. and what was good.?, well.., I only saw one bunch of balloons., YEAH., there was a cartoon being shown on a screen.., I found some chips/fries .. and an actual open men's restroom.,  in the end.. ; there were a few families wandering around until the witching hour of about 8.00pm.. The dude in the band was a perfect over-acting front man.. and the rolling pianist rolled along very nicely..; The Tea Ladies were fun, especially the one overflowing with personality.. and I thoroughly enjoyed the wandering Italian Minstrels.. I got to sit and have my sole measured for., soul..

The atmosphere changed dramatically at, so it was time to get outta dodge.. If it's going to change and be a place to wander after dark., I'd say 'lights'., rangers and cartoons man.. Thank god for cartoons.. and that jingle..

The disco thingy (and last dance) amongst among in the trees proved something..., but did someone really approve the Mobile Cinema to go there..! I'm in with the very, very minority (of one., being 'me') with the whole wedding gig as I didn't like to hear someone shouting "tighten up", "quicken up", "no GAPS", "louder.." it made the spectacle a bit cheesy and under rehearsed. Earpieces and wireless 21st century communications would've helped as would working out where the long trains were, cause then they could have all gone towards the rear to keep it all tighter ..; I also didn't really care for his 'gruff Eminence' person deal as that bit 'went on'.. and on.. and on.. ; also., the standing around 'before' lacked something authentic and traditional.. I'd have done it in eerie silence and edited the dude's unnecessary speech thing right WAY down..; while the red wearing megaphone gig., was a let down too.. I mean a couple of totally unnecessary aspects of probably 'filling in' in the hope of making it more of a deal.., when less and understated stuff works better.. I just wanted to hear the 'shuffle' and 'rustle'..- but hey, that's just me.. and geez, whadda I know.. baby..

As Opposed to Egoism

Ok., so  Margaritas and Pirates.. ducks an' clean glasses.. Personal wardrobes can be kinda innerestin'..; I jus' don't care.. I do care about altruism

"I think it is just terrible and disgusting how everyone has treated Lance Armstrong, especially after winning seven Tour de France races while on drugs. When I was on drugs, I couldn't even find my bike."..
Willie Nelson

I'm also way too sick for work,
but I should be fine for happy hour..

.. an' you can keep daytime lights where the sun don't shine..

I think everything, as in the stuff  yer actual money was on.,  was running late.., or so it seemed.., but I managed to get some dinner in eventually.. although now I believe I've developed a shin splint in my right one.. 's' good to introduce myself and meet a new face, bump into a proud, excited and smiling old one.. and a couple of familiar ones..; there was a great conversation with a couple of camera wielding people..

But let's look at it from the other way.. and hey., it was different to last weekend..   You know when you're a chef and you go shopping for the best and freshest ingredients.. and you cut them up with best utensils.. and you're in the throws of producing the menu of  your life.. and you under cook the effing thing.., or perhaps burn it..; in the end it doesn't really matter how good the ingredients were/are, if you can't cook 'em'., you've got diddly squat for a meal.. That's how I felt my weekend went down... The main meal was burned.. man..

I had an epiphany and have come to realize that it's also about the flora and fauna..  Palm trees in boxes/planters just don't quite carry the same kind of 'feeling' that the ones growing naturally outta the ground do.. Another reminder of faux..




"I don't always say something stupid.., but when I do., I keep talking to make it worse.."


it's all about cats and dogs

We Still Play In The Rain

Thanks this week go/goes to Irv Gordon -  Tico Torres - Nick Handler - Sarah Silverman - Copper Beech Farm - Robin Wright - Jennifer Salvage and Butch the Siberian husky

Friday, 20 September 2013

Another Week 33 - #theCityofLights, #Goussainville-Vieux Pays, #TheEmmy's, Dalmanutha, Faurecia SA and

Hollywood Nights


Venus In Furs
Lou Reed

I've got nothing for ya right now., absolutely nothing.., except toothpaste.. and synchronicity.. and my head's hot.., but I will find some inspiration and a lil motivation .. eventuallee

"It all started on that beach in Instanbul., or did it.? "

I got an eyelash stuck in my left eye.., rubbed it and made the irritation worst..; don'tcha just hate it when that happens..- 4.30am..

"Red wine and blueberries could protect against illness by boosting the immune system, researchers found..," which makes my breakfast a great start to the day..; I'm all about being healthy., hic..


Is it Greensleeves or brown leaves..

Skyline Drive (Virginia)
The Airline Road (Maine) 
Kancamagus Highway (New Hampshire) 
Smuggler's Notch (Vermont)
The Champlain Loop (New York) 
Natchez Trace (Mississippi and Tennessee) 
Cherohala Skyway (Tennessee and North Carolina) 
Tail of the Dragon (North Carolina) 
La Ruta Panoramica (Puerto Rico) 
Texas Tollway 130 (Texas)

Ahh., hmm.., I honestly tried to look the other way.., I did try.. and also tried not to listen in., but alas.. the guy riding his bike super quickly past me was asked 'nicely' by one of those voices one admires for their warmth and sense of ease.. to "slow down" calmly by one of the three older guys riding on the opposite direction.., however, the young rider's only reply came in the form of a shouted/screamed two worded response yelled with one of those 'pitchy' voices (Simon Cowell would agree) that is broken only when yelled without control... "F*CK YOU.!" - Funny how combative, defensive and ignorant some folk can be..

I was only asked if I wanted a Big Issue once today., although I was asked for a cigarette once too and change three times.. and all by different 'askees'..

I went to sleep., I woke up.., I saw a beach hut (UFO.?) complete with big assed shiny sphere type deal stuck on it probably responsible for bringing in even more aliens..; they're all over the place..'beach huts and aliens'.. There was a red sky morning this morning..

No pirate is complete without an eyepatch.., or a black baseball cap.., or a dream
Rai Ki Wai estate

When we make an effort., should we put it on bricks in order to show it off 
I'm kinda ready for film noir., dark images and really weird crap man that will no doubt blend in well with the  locally old established and ingrained rebellious sense of conservatism .. while totally satisfying the cheese sandwich eating and bench seated care home audience.. and a few other fashion conscious and culture seeking visitors.. - well, ready as ready as I can be.. I'm just NOT a film noir typAH geezer.., which probably makes me conservatively rebellious (?), although trying to admit that while munching on a cheese sandwich  is kinda weird..; now take me to your home, 'cause I ain't fashionably conscious., but I do care.., so I'll be there., with bells on..

Alive and Kickin'
Simple Minds

To censor one's thoughts..; is it lying., or is it not.. and how long is a piece of rope.. What color is red to a blind person.., or Percy's Ramble On to a deaf person.. Sunlight, Vitamin D and muses..

Wonderful Life
Here I go out to sea again
The sunshine fills my hair
And dreams hang in the air
Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes
You know it feels unfair
There's magic everywhere
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
Sun's in your eyes the heat is in your hair
They seem to hate you
Because you're there
And I need a friend, oh, I need a friend
To make me happy
Not stand here on my own
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
I need a friend, oh, I need friend
To make me happy
Not so alone
Look at me here
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to hide and cry
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful, wonderful life
Wonderful life
It's a wonderful life

Bennett, Brian / Welch, Bruce




 Michael Paraoh

Thanks this week go/goes to Richard C. Sarafian - Barbie Thomas - Sheila Taschuk - The Northampton Clown - Richard Lustig - Curbed National - Pfc. John Eddington, Colorado and Joey Prusak

Sunday, 15 September 2013

Another Week 32 - #Dating, #Wrecking Ball videos., Frank Sinatra, Colorado Flood, Japan Typhon


A high clearance 4x4 Dodge Ram

Welcome to the resort


"I don't know why I carry my cereal bowl in my left hand.., but I can't seem to be able to do it with my right..; now that's just plain weird.."
The Ty Warner Penthouse at the Four Seasons hotel in New York



So., I went out on a date..; yeah, one of those things.. I haven't been on one in a few decades and had signed off from wanting to again, however., she was/is cute.. and, can you believe., way younger than me., which was totally unplanned., or aimed for., but hey, these things happen.. an' I wasn't saying no.; look., I'm no George Clooney, but man here's this chick who's totally chasing me down and not taking no for an answer.. I felt like a total rockstar..
So this cute young thing seemed to have as much fun as I did.; we walked, hung out, ran and frolicked for what felt like ever., she seemed genuinely interested in what I rambled on about and she was just the best kind of company ..; naturally I can't say for sure., but .., I think it went well.. I love understated and fun company..
She's spontaneous, athletic, really natural.. and didn't take long to get ready either, so I didn't have to wait and pace forever..;  I eventually made dinner., nothing special, but I threw something together and she ate my lame and hastily put together attempt., seemed to enjoy the 'liquid refreshment' I poured too.. Her eyes were/are alive and sparkled with an energy I hadn't seen in a while..
There was no pretense..; she wasn't bothered what kind of car I drove., or didn't... She couldn't care less about where I lived., or what I was wearing.. She didn't appear to be bothered about whether I was wearing a labelled watch., or what kind of job I have.. 'We' only have an instinct and what's shared, so I guess I'll never truly know, but man, she was warm and soft..
We snuggled on the sofa where we eventually fell asleep.. and on the first date, yet it felt right..; I woke up to see (and feel) her head resting on my chest.. and man, that feeling totally rocks.. It was all so comfortable and I'm 'here' wondering what I'd done to deserve all this love and attention..; I'm just a guy.., just a guy.. and hey, we kinda picked up where we left off..; I love a female who can just wake up, shake it all off and is ready to hit the road.. Life's an adventure to be lived and sometimes., you've just gotta stand up, be ready and move.. and man, she was ready.. I was really pleasantly surprised.. It's so cool to meet up with someone who loves the same things.. and I love to be outdoors at a moments notice where the sense of freedom satisfies my soul and she was all for that too..; perfect..
I ended up treating her to something to wear.. I know it was kinda forward and presumptuous, but man, she was all over it and wore it immediately.. and looked good in it too I may add..
My first date ended up being a full on weekend and I can't wait to see her again..; I just hope this age thing won't become an issue., but..
I do love #Border Collies
Thank you Meg., I'll bring a ball next time

No takers today

Being popular is not worth sacrificing your independent thinking

Bottom right

long-tailed rodents
I'm not equipped to watch Sliding Doors.. I saw an actual rat rat in the Gardens and right where I know people lay out, smooch, have lunch, read, study, play with their babies and sunbathe..; the big little bleeder scurred across the path and hit the stream swimming across it and into the plants.., but I saw it..-

True love

Son Doong, in Quang Binh, Vietnam


's'good to think that I won't be seeing any speedos., or men in capri pants for another several months..; phew., cause that hurts the ole eyeballs.. 
'k so I've switched the lights on
turned the artificial heating on
found my gloves and next season socks
The heavier fleece and waterproofs are front and center
The windows are now shut
 and shorts packed away
There will be months of irritated dry skin to look forward to
bitter winds and watery eyes
There will be cold wet feet, knees and shoulders
Shivering morning bathrooms, dreary days and empty streets
Long dark nights, hunched shoulders and plenty of frowns
There will be bedding so heavy it'll be difficult to turn over
There will be dead and rotting leaves, puddles but plenty of car parking spaces
Lots of coughs, sniffles and aches
The stars will hide along with any colour
but not to worry, it'll only be for several months
Day after day
Sneezing., spluttering, sniffling and coughing
Ahh, low single digits, chills and constantly looking for shelter
I've now had three seasons in one day
and it's still only mid morning
It's warm, sunny, clear and colourful somewhere
just not here


English Colloquialisms., dude..; belts, Perq's... an' bias..  It's all about travel and if you have., you have., whereas if you haven't., you haven't.. and if you haven't, it's all balloons man.. - I picked up a book and it has pages and yer actual words in it.., innit..
Leaf blowing in the rain with head phones on..  

Kino Pionier in Poland
Cine Thisio, Greece

It's much too highbrow for me..; I'm lost on it as it goes right way WAY over my head..  I'm still laughing at the banana skin thing.. and yearning..

and warm cakes

I found something., but not the thing I was looking for.. and that's how this thing works.., or doesn't..  It's not funny being written off.., but it is if your ice cream's melting all down your hands an' arm.. - Balance and man., there sure are a lot of smokers and spitters around..

I Actually Met Harry
I took in a debut Fringe Festival that included a performance of the stunningly well written Fridge.. an' all taking place on a rainy night to a locally packed 'house' and vocally appreciative audience.. An excellently shot short movie containing familiar hands and a total scene stealer greeted me and now for SIX and another night I remember well.. Live stuff., creative stuff just rocks the house down., baby.. - How can one NOT like experiencing culture and something new..!, ahh well, back to the coffee house for a coffee with an f arty thing sculpted into the froth that I can't even pronounce, let alone understand., or fortunately.. 'drink'.. But, The Fridge man., wow..

Single Cutey 
It's the day after Friday and I just read an article..; mornings are much better after you've had a shower and drank a bottle of water..  I like blueberries - cereal and socks are sorted and I've planned a new day's adventure.., spontaneity rules..


What were they thinking with the whole Nissan Murano CrossCabriolet., or maybe it's a whole styling genius type gig that I'm missing.!, but there again, the back of a bus may appeal to some folk as a piece of prose..; whada I know.. I know about men's Bruno Magli Chelsea Boots..
I also know that Bruno Mars !! is doing the half time SuperBowl '14 thing in New Jersey.., but what I don't know is 'why'.! and where is the startup guide when you need one..; I'm totally confused..- Inept is a good word...

I'm not sure about this smartphone technology., but it's taken me 'a few' minutes to work out the black pin needed 'extending' before I finally learned that it was infact the correct plug.., but man.. AND then I had to find out where to plug it into the damn phone.. and that took me a 'few' too... AND THAT'S just the bloody power lead to charge it up.. I think I maybe in over my head here.. , but I've actually worked out how to plug the plug into both the power point and the phone.. and turn it on., but from there on in, it's an adventure baby.. I've gotta swipe this way and that., press here and tap there..

too late
'That's Life'

DONE deal

Jus' grab it while you can
'cause it's


Thanks this week go/goes to Gwyneth Paltrow - Howard and Deb Limbert - Walter Trout - Ray Dolby - Cal Worthington - Anthony Cerniello - Janice "Lokelani" Keihanaikukauakahihuliheekahaunaele and Home Depot

Thursday, 12 September 2013

Another Week 31 - Stunt, Tesco Hudl, Phone Walmart and Santa Claus called for jury duty



“Someday I’ll find the right words and they’ll be simple..” ~ Jack Kerouac

Britain's Leading Ladies



I like stretching out my toes.. ; there's a sense of psyche freedom when wandering barefoot.., but now my feet are getting cold.. 


New Trends


Yeah., I know the ocean's thatta way.. and yep, I know the beach is thatta way too... and YES, I know the coastline is thatta way also.. and yes., yes, I know the bootiful countryside is thatta way.. and YES< YES< YES., I know the horizon's thatta way...., but I wanna go thatta way dude and NO, NO, NO, I don't have a cigarette.. and NO, NO, NO., I don't have a spare 50p..; look dude., you just asked me if I wanted a Big Issue when I went into Tesco's and I'm out within two minutes AND you're bloody asking me again.. If I'd have bought a Big bloody Issue each time I've been asked., you'd have been able to BUY your own place to live..; Hmm., now there's a thought..

NOT pretty
I could've looked the OTHER way
at the stunning coast line of course
which is what everybody else was doing

Oh crap., I walked by a couple screaming at each other from inside their car..; I could hear it coming from somewhere and wondered where at first, then all of a sudden, I could hear her.., shouting at him to "f--king get out of the car." so many times I couldn't possibly keep count.. He wasn't budging.. She floored the gas pedal a hundred yards and I could still hear this screaming going on.. She parked right in the middle of the junction and screamed at him to "f--king get out of the car., I'm done.".. He didn't budge, but then I saw him punch, slap and scream at her 'you f--king --nt., I'll make sure you're as good as ..".. - I was already speaking to the operator by this point.. and these calls seem to take so long as I calmly told the services that while she was asking me my phone number,  I'm watching this girl get smacked around.. I'd given the registration number, descriptions and watching this dude go about hitting this woman about the head while calling her a 'f--king --nt..".. The operator told me the car and license didn't jive.., so I told her "then the police have got a bigger problem than just a domestic that could turn deadly.., but I'm watching and not seeing any police here yet.." - I still haven't found out 'anything', but man, it was pretty damn fecking ugly.. I don't like that shit man...


 I dunno., I jus' dunno

I sat across the desk from someone today..; I spoke, she typed - An hour later an' I was crossing the street after a blue bus drove by... Funny thing about blue buses.., they're blue.. I sat on a blue chair too., the sky was blue.. and I wore a blue shirt.. Holy toledo Batman..  I did see a windsurfer using a red sail though, now I come to think of it..

and sometimes all ya gotta do is Google it 

Phew., that mouthful was hot..; my chest is burning , man..; NOT 'Burning Man'., jus' burning., man..  and hey., let's have EVEN more tattoos.. dude...

Uv er., uv eh.., or uv ah.., but more commonly written and understood as being  'other'.., yet apparently wildly spoken in these them parts as any of the formers

.. and I s'pose England's going to win the (soccer/football) World Cup in Rio.., but not before I pilot a rocket to the sun.. and immediately after I've won the lotto.., married my first Supermodel and moved into the South Pacific Island I'm going to buy tomorrow.. ; I'm also thinking of running for King., President and develop a cure for cancer..- GO Woy., er Roy ( I mean)., you're full of excitement and the team plays full of flair..; now where is that lotto ticket..


People Are Strange and National Anthems are even stranger.., but I'm still going to take my multi-vitamin pills and park between the lines.. I'm looking for some new music., but failing miserably, so I'll have a beer instead.. My alarm's set and I think I'll christen a new toothbrush..

I found a new path today., I also committed to the Z.. and I took a photograph.. I like harbours and inland waterways..; boats rock.. I also took in some old ruins complete with trash.., listened to some blues and was introduced to some new music.. I drove with my windows open for as long as I could before the rain forced me to use the wipers.. and I found a mausoleum that was home to a woman buried alive.., apparently..

There's a clique and there isn't..; I'm not.., but if you like a lot of stuff., drink a lot of tea and smile a lot, I guess it's out there.. I don't drink tea, don't smile a lot and only like some stuff.., but I love the blues man., I love the horizon and I love me a good tune.. I listened to the Wave today and man, , bouncy old pop definitely had it's time.., but  now, it sure sounds dated..., to ME.. The blues lasts, jazz lasts., rock lasts., but disco and pop is stuck in that part of the 70's that also provided us with strikes, blackouts, flares, polyester.., skinheads.. , bad/ questionable architecture and Ford Cortinas... I had a red Cortina.. and a red Capri (with an electric aeriel.!) and a silver 8 track..; I much prefer a Fender Strat' and a neat engine..

I overheard two women talking about the 1950's., I heard my folks talk about dying and I found a good parking spot..

I've decided

an' I jus' dunno
How soon is soon and when is when..?  and sometimes I am better watching paint dry.. 'We' have perqueuelier/odd tastes.. I wonder who designed/built the first spade.?  and driving might be a challenge if they switched the pedals around..

"There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another."
Edouard Manet



  This is NOT a quote., but.. 'hi'

from ME

I'll wear my dark glasses today






“Anyway, I wrote the book because we’re all gonna’ die.”

Jack Kerouac


 Phuk dude., that was a day

My laptop's acting up

Thanks this go/goes to Jared Leto - Gerald Buck - Jack Kerouac - Jay Leno - Time Travel - Rusty Combs - Paul and Margot Brockmann and Robert Avery