Monday, January 23, 2006

things to do today

arranging bowling pins
on the deck of the titanic

counting arrows along
cesar chavez boulevard

measuring my toes for
genetic counseling

drinking red wine
and laying in bed

bitter pill

charming
bitter pill

so hard so
white

so hard to swallow
(no brokeback mountain)

left unattended
and found
in the coat room
in the pocket of
some other
man

sorry bout this

xbox
i don't

miasma of wounded las vegas
coyote

sheer stockings
sinking
in the weight
of an evenings drinking

sorry to see you
go

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

on the road


on the road
Originally uploaded by catherine magma.




The SF Public Library has Kerouac's original On The Road manuscript on display. It's a 119 foot scroll of typing, no paragraphs. He just stuck one end of the paper in and started typing. That's what Truman Capote said about Kerouac -'That's not writing , that's typing.' Umm, that's typing on speed.
The library also has some blow-up photos of the real life characters that populate the book. People like Lucien Carr, Hubert Huncke, Ginsberg, Cassady, and Mr. William Seward Burroughs of the Burroughs Adding Machine family, seen here in a clipping from a newspaper after he attempted, in Mexico, to shoot a glass off his wife Joan's head and missed. Missed badly.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

eat drink and be merry

The sun has come out again in SF after torrential storms over the holidays. Literally and figuratively. I've been looking for a job but the pickings seem pretty slim. It looks like I'll be going back to New Jersey for a couple months to work on copying the archive of an artist.
Went and saw the band The Wine Chuggers on Thursday at the Makeout Room. They were good.
Tonight I'm seeing Ramblin' Jack Eliott. He must be like a hundred years old. The documentary that his daughter made about him is excellent. I highly recommend it.
It's still dark out. I woke up early today because I went to sleep at like eight o'clock last night. Is this blog-worthy?
"maybe nobody looks at your website 'cause it's about you." -New Yorker cartoon
Sean and I got ripped for the Wine Chuggers. Somehow appropriate. We met a cool chick from New York. She said " Your friend's crazy." A not unfamiliar opinion. Sean was howling during the show and I was over in a corner in a stoned sway. I'd had like six vodka tonics and then smoked some herb...