LONG TIME

Hello-

Been way too long. I have heaps of pictures. Loads of stories. Interesting adventures. All waiting patiently for my fingers to do the walking.

I will start with current moments.

Back from 2+ weeks of Fun in the snow...my body chilled to the bone hurting-what u say Lower back- what I can't hear you cuz your so tight and restricted.

Wheres my shovel. Rip lower back. Wheres my scraper. Rip lower back. walking in a winter wonderland cool cold and chilly. Feeling alive with cold cold air meeting warm breath- all the fog and condensation like a fire breathing dragon leaving my mouth as my chest heaves- lungs fill with frigid wind frosted frozen windows cover everything.

Snowed in- but liked it. read the book Watchman (graphic novel) started another bool Friedman;s the world is flat.

Very appreciative of warm winter dressings and decorations o plenty. Santa's of every variety a sign of christmas past and present. 9 socks hanging from a Mock fireplace.

People of christmas village out in full force just like they were last year- timeless they don't age-the don't change- they still cock back ready to fire balls of snow and ice. the same happy couple still follows the hidden magnetic bunny underneath plastic tracks of snow and go up and down the ski mountain.

Similarly the townsfolk gather on the ice pond. It shakes vibrates and they move ungracefully around sorta like that old football board game where it vibrated and the pieces fell and plays resolved. One in particular piece Sally- she wears orangy-yellow ear muffs and her leg is in the air she is ready to perform some sort of trick-never quite gets there but boy her ass must be sore after all these years of keeping that leg up.

The tree is nice. Warm. Clean actually- long gone are the yeas of 3thousand lbs of tinsle-Cats choking on every strand. pieces on the bottoms of your wet socks after a midnight bathroom journey to the toilet.

The star remains intact. A good buy if there ever was one- 15 years at least I say on the top each year.

Good to be home for the holidays.

Travel to the City....New York City. Eat rich food, revel with freinds- end up at a bar watching Animal Planet on big screen in background of two man group of sound makers- hot fresh beats out of a tuba- yes a tuba- a shirtless throwback rocker on the drums banging some catchy beats of hip hop influence a pretty cool place. I watch my friends fall one by one to the duties of life-to the belligerence that comes with one too many- and to the food truck.

I go to MOMA- museum of modern art- wait in line forever- I wear giganto black apple jack hat. I find a seat on a comfy giant doughnut or giant diaphragm in the middle of an atrium. I see three huge screens- movie screens they are the same yet the images move along and flow into each screen. Luscious colors. earth. inverted colors. purple strawberries float in water. Green seeds of the strawberry big as the day in front of me. Flowers. Boars?. Bare Breasted Ladies crawling on hands in kness towards the camera? I look the the other screen- same movement crawling on hands and knees but it's the boar. Animal Human they sandwich me in the middle- on the giant doughnut- people from all sorts of age and cultures surround me. We nestle and watch and relax and breath- a vibrating massaging meditative hum all around. A great day. A great exhibit. Let Your Body Pour.


I get close to Rockefeller center. I want to see the Tree. The Tree. 5 Lanes deep traffic 5 lanes deep people. I enter a 5 direction intersection of humans crossing. all at once- nobody is able to move. we all cordially smile and nod at each other patiently waiting. Some faces turn distressful some panic. some push suddenly I'm in a mini stampede- I think back to horror stories of people escaping a fire- and I squeeze through an outles and spill onto the street. Whew- didn't like that one bit. A human traffic jam is not my cup of tea but I finally reach a spot. I look upon the tree. Then scurry down back alleys to escape the raging populous.