you couldn't make it up ...

i drove past a bus queue on this freezing morning

six of the seven looked rigid and miserable

the seventh was a stout party, about eighteen stone, with a wide and guileless face, dressed in the kind of charity shop clothes from long passed decades that a caring institution might provide

he stood with feet wide apart and bounced up and down, his head thrown back, his right hand using a half-eaten apple as a plectrum for his air guitar

Monday, November 28, 2005

you've probably encountered bob ...

some people are tone deaf

some people are colour blind

i don't got religion but i know how to slack

which is why just about anything emanating from the church of the sub-genius will usually make me laugh

http://www.kpfa.org/archives/index.php?arch=11328&page=1&type=

Friday, November 25, 2005

must see ...

paul fusco's photographic essay for magnum is here ...

http://www.magnuminmotion.com/bitterfruit/player.html

i have nothing to add

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

don't try this at home ...

before either of us had opened our eyes on sunday morning, i said "if you really loved me, you would have already mentioned tea and toast"

Saturday, November 19, 2005