October 31, 2005
daddy caddy
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remember?
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October 29, 2005
rachel's
[knitting factory, hollywood]
fuck, you guys were amazing.
thank you.
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October 27, 2005
ecstasy: in and about altered states
[geffen contemporary at moca]
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here comes the sun
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October 25, 2005
waiting for the night to fall
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October 24, 2005
sylmar steez
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October 23, 2005
sunday
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October 18, 2005
carnival
[valley foods market parking lot, sylmar]
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echo echo echo
[echo park, in sunnier days]
where's waldo?
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October 14, 2005
sad clown
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October 09, 2005
the coffin show
[black maria gallery, 3137 glendale blvd, los angeles. show till nov 2]
man, tate's skill is just insane. all amazing pieces in this show.
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chinatown
[484 1/4 e. kensington road, angelino heights-echo park]
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October 06, 2005
dub club
[chinna smith and joseph israel @ the echo]
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October 04, 2005
look up
'you can never have too much sky. you can fall asleep and wake up drunk on sky, and sky can keep you safe when you are sad. here there is too much sadness and not enough sky. butterflies too are few and so are flowers and most things that are beautiful. still, we take what we can and make the best of it.
darius, who doesn't like school, who is sometimes stupid and mostly a fool, said something wise today, though most days he says nothing. darius, who chases girls with firecrackers or a stick that touched a rat and thinks he's tough, today pointed up because the world was full of clouds, the kind like pillows.
you all see that cloud, that fat one there? darius said, see that? where? that one next to the one that looks like popcorn. that one there. see that. that's God, darius said. God? somebody little asked. God, he said, and made it simple.'
– sandra cisneros, the house on mango street
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last christmas
i guess the holidays are a-creepin'. and inevitably, it means a lot of old kung fu videos over christmas. maybe a little jello. but definitely a lot of rubber legs fucking shit up [see man with white flowing hair] and sam the seed being a drunk hero. home.
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October 02, 2005
sidewalk rockers
[star shoes, hollywood]
well, hanging outside was way more interesting than being suffocated inside by body heat. bacon-wrapped hot dogs. all shapes, colors, and levels of intoxication on the sidewalk. andy dick stumbling around with his frankfurter and then getting yelled at by that irate lady. the birthday girl pacing up and down the street with three shots in her belly and her zero tolerance. 'you're so lovely,' she said. 'i mean, you're a really good friend.' seeing a kitty, and then a rat cross my path. good omens?
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