This car haunts me! I see it everywhere. Sitting in Casa. Walking to the library. At the rec center. Leaving the doctor's office. Pulling away from the mall.
The driver leers out the window and tries to lure me in.
594-RIDE. I will not succumb.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Haunting
This car haunts me! I see it everywhere. Sitting in Casa. Walking to the library. At the rec center. Leaving the doctor's office. Pulling away from the mall.
The driver leers out the window and tries to lure me in.
594-RIDE. I will not succumb.
Friday, June 26, 2009
A Man And His Bush
Amid all the chaos of Racey's wedding in Louisville this previous weekend I forgot to blog about something I discovered.
I had an extended visit in Louisville about a month before (remember my hobo stick days?) and went for a walk down Market Street while Racey was at work. I passed the bakery, the art galleries and I was about to go under the overpass when something caught my eye. Across the street a tanned man with a blue t-shirt and faded jeans jumped from a short ledge. He looked both directions, dusted himself off and sauntered away down the sidewalk. Hmmm. I casually looked across at the huge bush from where he emerged. It's well hidden from the normal eye(I'm not normal)as everyone else on the street is too concerned with their jobs, cars and weddings(ha!). But I didn't see anything peculiar so I assumed he had to take a piss and forgot about it.
Until. Back in Louisville, as I said, one month later. Walking on Market. Ipod buds shoved in ears. Not paying attention. Approaching the overpass when...who do I see jump off the SAME ledge? The SAME man! Crouches off, looks suspiciously both ways and heads in the SAME direction as I formerly witnessed.
Now what is the likelihood that the same man took a piss IN THE SAME BUSH at the SAME (approximate) time as the month before? Slim, my friends. The only logical explanation is that the bush is his home. And really...who can blame him? No mortgage. No property tax. Easy clean up.Come and go as you please. Good location; a couple blocks from the downtown!
I have a couple of questions I'd like to ask the man living in a bush in the city of Louisville.
And next time I visit...I know where to find him.
I had an extended visit in Louisville about a month before (remember my hobo stick days?) and went for a walk down Market Street while Racey was at work. I passed the bakery, the art galleries and I was about to go under the overpass when something caught my eye. Across the street a tanned man with a blue t-shirt and faded jeans jumped from a short ledge. He looked both directions, dusted himself off and sauntered away down the sidewalk. Hmmm. I casually looked across at the huge bush from where he emerged. It's well hidden from the normal eye(I'm not normal)as everyone else on the street is too concerned with their jobs, cars and weddings(ha!). But I didn't see anything peculiar so I assumed he had to take a piss and forgot about it.
Until. Back in Louisville, as I said, one month later. Walking on Market. Ipod buds shoved in ears. Not paying attention. Approaching the overpass when...who do I see jump off the SAME ledge? The SAME man! Crouches off, looks suspiciously both ways and heads in the SAME direction as I formerly witnessed.
Now what is the likelihood that the same man took a piss IN THE SAME BUSH at the SAME (approximate) time as the month before? Slim, my friends. The only logical explanation is that the bush is his home. And really...who can blame him? No mortgage. No property tax. Easy clean up.Come and go as you please. Good location; a couple blocks from the downtown!
I have a couple of questions I'd like to ask the man living in a bush in the city of Louisville.
And next time I visit...I know where to find him.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I guess these photos would only mean something to you if you've been/lived in Louisville, Kentucky. I appreciated the old, painted signage on buildings, antique stores and progressive feel in an otherwise conservative state.
And I liked a comb that I noticed cemented into the road. A comb fossil, perhaps.
And I liked a comb that I noticed cemented into the road. A comb fossil, perhaps.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Bonnaroo
Hula hoop girls, drugs EVERYWHERE, glow sticks...I've returned from Bonnaroo.
Even though Bonnaroo is a music and arts festival in Tennessee, I felt like I was in a different country.
Vendors
Go America!
No joke.
Trust Jesus Man vs. Dirty Hippy Van
I'm screwed. So is my whole family.
Monosexuals? I should have asked about Masterbaters.
Beware luke warm Christians!!!
Sadly this was not a joke.
Thanks for nothing; tall guy at Of Montreal not only stands in front of us but wears an ugly hat too.
My Bonnaroo wristband was filthy by day 3.
Visibility Low; Snoop Dogg begins set...things get smokey.
Weird Ring
Highlights: Beastie Boys, Phish fans, Bruce Springsteen joining Phish (who would have thought?), Snoop Dogg and Erykah Badu, waking up to cool neighbors playing "The Weight"
Lowlights: Tornado warning while setting up tent, "Mushroom brownie" vendor, port-a-potties, hot sun, expensive food, checking the pulse on some passed out chick
Even though Bonnaroo is a music and arts festival in Tennessee, I felt like I was in a different country.
Vendors
Go America!
No joke.
Trust Jesus Man vs. Dirty Hippy Van
I'm screwed. So is my whole family.
Monosexuals? I should have asked about Masterbaters.
Beware luke warm Christians!!!
Sadly this was not a joke.
Thanks for nothing; tall guy at Of Montreal not only stands in front of us but wears an ugly hat too.
My Bonnaroo wristband was filthy by day 3.
Visibility Low; Snoop Dogg begins set...things get smokey.
Weird Ring
Highlights: Beastie Boys, Phish fans, Bruce Springsteen joining Phish (who would have thought?), Snoop Dogg and Erykah Badu, waking up to cool neighbors playing "The Weight"
Lowlights: Tornado warning while setting up tent, "Mushroom brownie" vendor, port-a-potties, hot sun, expensive food, checking the pulse on some passed out chick
Monday, June 15, 2009
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