Thursday, July 31, 2008

love lines...

phone calls. open dialog with friends. trying to fix something that is broken. chosen one. no sense in not trying.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

851#202

Self Evicted. I am now a surfer of the couch. I have moved out. leaving bits and bobs on the ground, these pieces of me are just useless garbage. I filled your house with all my junk the stuff i felt was worth keeping. words, and papers that mean nothing now but once were the building blocks on which i stood.

Awake now for over twenty-four hours i may continue this another 48 if possible i might even just stay awake until Wednesday night when i go out and suck back a few cold Bs and chat with fellow colleges. and stumble home at 15mph on Sarah. well I really have no home. i have, for too long lived in the AAC and WFM and barely at the 851. and now the 202 is no more. it will not continue too long.

now all i need is a new place to live.
I just keep red lining and all i can see are red lines in my eyes and deep pockets that pointing at the E on the gauge of sleep. low on fuel. out of oil. but some how i keep burning and powering forward.
until my eyes fog over.
and i pass out.
erase
and start again.
lv1

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Hey Brother

 

Happy Birthday Colby Jon Seegmiller. You are one year closer to be able to drink at a bar with me. Love you Man.
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Hot Snakes

It's HOT as shit. The ONLY way to cool down is a nice cold beer and a fan. It is also more humid than its been all year. if it would have just rained a bit more and didnt sprinkle in the morning it would be a much cooler afternoon.

Tomorrow is going to be rad. Andrew Bird is playing. I might be getting my wisdom teeth yanked out of my skull and i have a work meeting that i might not be quite sober for.

God Damn the Summer.

Monday, July 07, 2008

Auto mo' bile.

Auto mo' bile. The automobile has killed more of my friends than anything. Flip and Broil. Crash and Crush. Fuck... Car Sickness is not just because of the interior motion. When i see cars in motion i get sick.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Rash

Road rash is a bitch. I am just happy i didn't get hit by the bus. one week later scabs are healed and shits is better
i pushed my self down a fight of stairs just to see if it changed how i felt about them. it pains me to say nothing changed. (<--not a real situation yet...)

I have been working on a few art projects at once. the photos have two sides to them: there is a series of new discoveries with nowhere places and then there are the new experience by falling in nowhere places.

the photographs have nothing to say to you as a viewer but to me the image i retain of the environment while a photograph is taken is what the photos really about.