June 7, 2011
Air organ tremolo diary 6/7/11

1) FOOD BLOG

Today I made a normal smoothie (banana + 2 strawbs + ½ c milk, ½ c oj, 3 ice cubes; have been having this for breakfast with a bustello espresso every day for probably three weeks now; Mickey calls this a “puffy white girl”), an awful smoothie (five celery stalks, one cucumber, milk, sliced almonds, ice cubes and water to regulate; obviously it just tasted like celery pulp; David wouldn’t drink it but I felt like I had to after lecturing him about how after you make your bed, you have to sleep in it), and some great tacos.

My computer desk right now is an air organ I bought off Alex at his moving sale for $5 and it’s situated in front of three 3rd floor bay windows. I’m sitting here in shorts and drinking a beer right now and I’m definitely going to play the air organ after I post this. The bad smoothie I made after moving off of the air organ late this afternoon to the upstairs porch. Davey came outside and I was lying there on the ground. I’m sorta in an administrative spreadsheet/transitional brain hell-zone right now, in re: trying to get situated to do the camp this summer. When I’m on my computer working I want to go to the beach; when I go to the beach I want to be working. The ants were crawling on me which I hate and there was a piece of broken glass I was worried he was going to step on. Earlier I saw a big gray spider parachute in on this silk thread. I was worried he was going to move into my computer.

We were bullshitting out there about whatever and Sophie showed up with a desert plan, Paul picked us up and we did that, it ruled, first swim of the year, felt great. At home the tacos were: Scrambled eggs; avocado/farmer’s cheese in the food processor (delicious spread that everyone inexplicably kept saying tasted like apples?); onion/red pepper/broccoli fried in cayenne;  onion/garlic/tomato/cucumber/radish salsa. Found a Red Stripe in the downstairs fridge, way back.

Oh yeah for lunch I finished the beet salad me and KW made for Friday dinner, finished the pulled pork (insanely/wonderfully this was day 5 of eating pretty much nothing but pulled pork until lunch), and finished the cornbread.

2) TWO SOLID ART EXPERIENCES AT CARPENTER STREET

I had two solid art experiences at carpenter street this week = 

One was a found film reel called 60S TEEN DANCE PARTY at Mikey’s film night that gave me the crazy “everything that is ever going to happen already happened” feeling. Was a reel of what the title says played at about quarter speed with what might have been an Ash Ra Tempel score. Played so slow the film had this heavy trancing flickering effect. Was sucked into how many face-types I recognized (too many to name check against current friends); loved watching the bouncing hair, the weird bad looks, dancing ecstasy-eyes, guys on the fringe, guys dancing for themselves, guys dancing on some lady, ladies dancing on some guy, ladies dancing for themselves. Found the whole thing affecting and weirdly heartbreaking, made me really want to go back to the good parties I’ve been to, get to the good parties I’m going to go to in the future. Made me want to see a lot of old faces.

The other one was hearing Evelyn Hampton read this story yesterday, which just straight up put me in a good mood = http://www.everyday-genius.com/2011/03/evelyn-hampton_31.html ; love and highly value these ultra-rare moments of hearing contemporary fiction read by its author and thinking, “HAHAHAHA YEAHHHHH!!!”

3) WE RODE BIKES TO AGAVE AND TO CARR’S POND

Me and Mikey rode bikes to Bristol and got beers at this terrible bar AGAVE (live acoustic guitar player 5 o’clock pm Memorial Day; take my life), but come on, $2.50 dos equis? These shirtless skateboarding teenagers we passed on the way down were still shirtless and skateboarding on the way back. One of them was lying on his stomach and a girl was straddling his back and talking to what looked like their mutual friends. I thought about how I’ve seen that relationship play out before.

Then a few days later, after my morning smoothie but before my bustello Colleeny impulsed me into a Carr’s Pond ride, which I’ve never done before. Good crew, but it was windy and freezing and we decided not to swim, plus the pollen destroyed me.

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