as mentioned at the end of my last entry, i spoke about this “sea glass” thing.
remembering my severe preoccupation in the past with the likes of televisions, typewriters and bicycles – as in discovering, dragging home and stockpiling this stuff in assorted living spaces – i’ve been drawn to wonder if there are any rules [...]

back to the memory glossary. it’s been a while.
23. – Prior knowledge activation – Process of reminding students of things they have already learned relative to a new topic.
it is with prior knowledge activation that the young bankers knew to grease the wheels that released the regulations that held the banks and brokerages in check [...]

that pumpkin’s angst is a picture of my spirit lately.
i want to talk about so many things, but it seems better that i shut my mouth for a day…
maybe i’ll go on and on about it tomorrow.
besides, there was a great show here and i’m better served talking about that.
i got these pictures…..
nan turner (schwervon!) [...]

i woke up this morning after a marathon of business-related dreams.
in each instance, i was negotiating debt with someone across a desk. i woke up a few times, only to go back to sleep and find myself in another office, sitting before another collection agency operative. when i awoke to “officially” start my day, i [...]

i had all sorts of things in my mind that never made it to my fingers while i was doing things with my fingers that never made it to my brain.
one of those things is this; i cleaned my office.
i didn’t want to think of what i was doing. i didn’t want to go in [...]

our airplane got some new lights;

but that’s for later…..
the threads in my brain were weaving this note when i was driving to get some broccoli rabe to go with my dinner. as i drove the evergreen route (a back street that runs parallel to bushwick avenue), me and maxx happened past a small crowd of [...]

…who looks like omar sharif.
the reason i took this first photo was because these seed pods contain “money stealers.”
this is what i was raised to believe a “money stealer” is;
when one of these drifted by, i would catch it. i would hold it in my hand and wish for a certain amount of money. i [...]

when i wake, i no longer need to walk to the kitchen to get cold seltzer. it’s right there, on the window ledge. as i drink, i think about how cold the seltzer in my car will be.
i’m up to layer four. pretty sure next layer might be the bummy thermal textured undershirt. the cold [...]

i got it in my head that i needed to go back to the old airport unencumbered.
as a cyclist who hasn’t been cycling as much as he should, i choked back my guilt (though i couldn’t look my dog in the eye) as i threw my bike over my shoulder and headed out the door.
it [...]

the title above are the snapshots that happened in my head this morning.
i’m listening to leroi jones/amira baraka poetry on wkcr as i write this. i mention this on his seventy-fifth birthday. i grew up reading leroi jones and bristled with the name change. i did that with cassius clay, too. i was young and [...]