“wait…Anne Frank circus where?”
—girl outside of waziema, 1.30.10
January 2010
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“you know how I like them doublemints and things…”
—Billy. in a cab on the way to western addition on chelseys birthday.
flip flops and socks
good band name
bernal ziplock
sometimes, when it is raining, you put your camera in a giant ziplock bag and take pictures with it. right?
most amazing
the photography that i have seen, merely taking a glance at each piece on a quick tour of this photography museum, is unbelievably breathtaking. i can’t believe i am getting the chance to walk around this space, even behind the scenes a little bit, and help out—-even in mundane and silly ways. although i have now been charged with mapping out the website and preparing a portion of the content therein. so here i go…perhaps i can add to that list of responsibilities…
wow.
Six Wives of Henry VIII, by Hiroshi Sugimoto (they’re massive—each are probably 4’x6’)
Love Me Girl
Yeasayer
“love me girl” by yeasayer
another one to like. bought tickets to fillmore show today—should be good!
“if I was going to be a lesbian for everyone, it would be you!”
—Phoebe. Dirty thieves. 1.26.10
What's The Frequency, Kenneth?
REM
“what’s the frequency kenneth?” by r.e.m.
i forgot how much i loved this song.
DON'T DREAM IT'S OVER
CROWDED HOUSE
great song that everyone loves, right? now, listen to this: “how do you talk to an angel” by the heights (as seen on Beverly Hills 90210, i believe) and get angry.
grinding my teeth?
i had a dream last night that all of my teeth cracked and fell out. i’ve had this dream before. but in this dream, i thought to myself that it was particularly scary because i wasn’t dreaming…
“say, i could ride wit chu?”
“you got a husband?” —
“you got a husband?” —
cracky mccrackerson who sits on our stoop all of the time and won’t really leave because he’s “been here for years” and we just moved in…and yes, i’m calling him cracky mccrackerson because phoebe tried to leave via the front door and saw him smoking crack. on our stoop.
awesome.
