Friday, October 31, 2008


Riding bikes in the rain is way more fun when you're not riding to work.  I am now sitting at my desk, socks wet, crack soaked, face stung, sogging up the office.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Reapeater and Veil Veil Vanish

At the Knockout on the 8th of November.  Lets rally.


Veil Veil Vanish:

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

What I eats

I eat bananas and cashews and string cheeses and lambs and potatoes and green beans and spanakopitas. 

Monday, October 27, 2008

Both Both (James + Poets or + Roommates or + poets friends)

Matt & Kim, Daylight

Never before has a song made me want to jump in puddles and play in the rain and run through the streets as much as this one does.

We cut the legs off of our pants
Threw our shoes into the ocean
Sit back and wave through the daylight
Sit back and wave through the daylight

Slip and slide on subway grates
These shoes are poor mans ice skates
Fall through like change in the daylight
Fall through like change in the daylight

I miss yellow lines in my roads
Some color on monochrome
Maybe I’ll paint them in myself
Maybe I’ll paint them in myself

These sidewalks liquid then stone
Building walls and an old pay phone
It rings like all through the daylight
It rings like all through the daylight

And in the daylight we can hitchhike to Maine
I hope that someday I’ll see without these frames
And in the daylight I don't pick up my phone
Cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home

I have five clocks in my life
And only one has the time right
I’ll just unplug it for today
I’ll just unplug it for today

Open hydrant rolled down windows
This car might make a good old boat
And float down grand street in daylight
And float down grand street in daylight

And with just half of a sunburn
New yellow lines that I earned
Step back and here comes the night time
Step back and here comes the night time

And in the daylight we can hitchhike to Maine
I hope that someday I’ll see without these frames
And in the daylight I don't pick up my phone
Cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home

Friday, October 24, 2008

Both Both (repost from my brothers blog)




Dodie Bellamy's chapbook, Barf Manifesto, is just out from Ugly
Duckling Presse. Other books include Academonia, Pink Steam and The
Letters of Mina Harker. Her book Cunt-Ups won the 2002 Firecracker
Alternative Book Award for poetry. In January, 2006, she curated an
installation of Kathy Acker's clothing for White Columns, New York's
oldest alternative art space. She lives in San Francisco with writer
Kevin Killian and three cats.

Cedar Sigo is 30 years old and moved to SF in 1999. His books include GOODNIGHT NURSE, THANKYOU LETTERS, two editions of SELECTED WRITINGS, DEATHRACE v.s.o.p (with Micah Ballard & Will Yackulic) STRANGER IN TOWN, and most recently EXPENSIVE MAGIC. He is currently editing a small collection of essays on poetry-CAN 2

and new artworks by DAVID PETRELLI

david petrelli is an artist living in san francisco. a transplant from the east coast having lived in boston, providence,nyc and philadelphia he moved west 3 years ago having had a long interest in the culture and history of the Bay. .. he has studied at the museum school of fine arts, boston and the san francisco art institute as well as having graduated from the natural gourmet school of cookery in new york city.. his artistic pursuits include painting, writing, graffiti, printmaking, found objects sound art and ayurvedic cooking...

Monkeys with miniature symbols.

Someone I've seen everyday for the past two weeks always makes me think of that line, monkey with a miniature symbol.  Anyway, so I've been singing this song all day today so I thought I'd post it and let you have a listen.   

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The faces, oh the faces

Jay (East Coast)
John (Two Blocks)
Jesse (Two and  Half Blocks)
Britt (Mission)
Truman (Mission)
Megan (East Coast)
Illana (East Coast)
Kim (Now East Coast, Then Oak Grove, YV, Concord, etc.)
Steve (Western Addition (It's not called NOPA))
Dempsey (Concord, Western Addition)


You should all check out ClayCord. It's a really great site about news and happenings in the East East Bay (Concord, Clayton, Walnut Creek, Pleasant Hill, and the surrounding areas).  Try not to get too wound up in some of the backwards views of the peanut gallery.  

Tuesday, October 21, 2008


I have a couple of significant crushes.

I eat lots of Cashews.

I long for my East Coast buddies.

I need more animals in my life.

I lose/gain 5 lbs weekly.

I drink a fruit and yogurt smoothie every morning.

I can kick really, really hard.

I can elbow even harder.

I will always, always, always sit on the only wet part of the grass.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Hutchinson Advert.

I just pulled this ad from John Prolly blog. Really pretty.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Saenchai Sor Kingstar training clip...

This is just a video to get me in the mood to train tonight. Plus, you can't really beat the music.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

To my parents.

Mom and Dad,

You are off in beautiful Greece living a life of luxury and adventure.  You've been good at updating us when you can find a internet cafe and the time to sit and write a lengthy email.  I've loved reading about your trips to the beach and restaurants and about the family.  I don't know if you, when you stop into the cafe's or sit in front of the computer, even bother yourself with reading this or Johns blog.  I wouldn't if I were where you are.  But if by chance you do I want you to know that what you may or may not read below has passed.  I'm fine.  I took Thursday off from work to recoup and get healthy.  I have no lasting pain.  I am still waiting for my test results which will hopefully tell me the cause and what I can do to prevent that from ever happening again.  
Anyway, I love you and don't want you to be worried.  Enjoy the rest of your trip, we'll do a slide show and dinner when you get back.  
I love you and miss you.  

Your youngest,
The Poopy Baby.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Oh, by the way, I now am officially terrified of going pee.

A Wednesday From Hell

I drink a lot of water.  A lot.  So I pee a lot.  On Wednesday night, about an hour after falling asleep I woke up having to be extreeeeeeeeemely bad, like painfully bad.  So I went, I peed, I went back to bed.  About a half an hour later I woke up in agony.  I seriously thought that I had torn my bladder or it had burst and that there was urine inside of my body poisoning me.  I was in absolute, sheer pain.  I tried to go pee but nothing really came.  The more I tried the more pain I was in.  I was groggy enough to think that it'd pass so I kept trying to sleep.  I couldn't lay down though, I couldn't sit up.  I couldn't stand up.  I could barely breath.  The pain was sharp, intense and traveling through my organs and out my penis.  It was getting worse and I was gasping for air in between shots of pain.  I called the 24/7 nurse and asked her witch ER I could go to.  
I called a cab and directed him to St. Mary's on Stanyon.  We actually had to stop at an atm so that I could pay him.  I almost threw up on the key pad.  In the ER I was signed in and then made to wait for only about fifteen minutes.  The amount of pain I was in had increased tenfold in that short amount of time and I was yelling at the nurses 'where the fuck is the doctor!!'  Eventually I was taken in, they checked my blood pressure and temp and all that.  I told her I was about to throw up and pass out.  
I was eventually taken to a room and set on a bed.  I told them that it felt like someone had shoved a metal clothes hanger up my penis, through my bladder and to my kidneys and was simultaneously heating it and electrocuting it while at the same time sucking my organs out through my penis.  Yeah, it hurt.  They stripped me down, they shot me up with morphine and gave me an IV.  They asked me to try to pee in a jar.  I told them it'd take time as I can't pee with the amount of pain I was in and that I had recently been emptied.  Eventually I mustered up the fluids and they took it for testing.  It came back with traces of blood.  They said that they were going to treat it as a Kidney Stone.  A fucking Kidney Stone.  Shortly after I peed for them my pain again multiplied.  I was, at this time, rolling back and forth on the little bed, grinding my teeth, sweating, gripping the pillow and the beds railings.  My knees in the air.  About every five seconds it felt like electricity was shooting up my penis to my kidney and then back out.  This went on for a couple of hours.  They gave me more morphine and another IV.  Eventually the pain peaked.  I was dripping, my muscles cramped, my jaw exhausted, I wanted to cry.  And then, nothing.  I mean, nothing.  I was fine.  I relaxed my muscles, I opened my mouth and took a deep breath and lay there for about forty five minutes.  
I eventually mustered up the courage to try to pee again.  When I was done I looked in the jar and guess what I saw.  A little black stone about a quarter the size of my pinky nail.  It looked like a mushroom in shape, like pencil graphite in color and like hell in the way it felt.  I'm waiting to hear back about the test results of what caused it.  I'll let you know.
Needless to say I took yesterday off to recover.  I was hopped up on vicodin to help the process.  Brett, Dempsey, Steve, Dim and my brother all called or came over to keep check on me.  Thanks guys.  
Today I'm just trying to focus on forgetting the whole thing.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008


I don't know what it is, but I can't get through a day with out water.  I don't mean drinking it either, though I do drink about 2 liters or so a day.  What I mean is that I can't get through the day with out having some part of my body in contact with water.  About half a dozen times or so a day I have to go to the bathroom and splash my face and wet my hair and just feel it.  I can't explain it.  I just need it.


For the past two or three days I haven't really eaten anything not made by Kashi.  Well, I've had bites of things but all my main meals, 100% Kashi.  This has pretty much been my routine.
Either one handful of cashews or a small 1/2 cup of Kashi granola or cereal.

Either one string cheese, more cashews or a Kashi snack bar.

Kashi pizza or Kashi pocket type thing, I like the Tuscan Chicken one.  As a side I usually add one of their flavored pilafs, preferably the fiesta one.

It's free, supposedly it's healthy and I don't feel awful.  I'll probably eat more of the same today. 

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Today's recurring thoughts

I love, absolutely love little old Chinese ladies in over sized plaid blazers.

I love, absolutely love little old Chinese restaurants that serve soul food.  I just had two and a half gravy smothered pork chops, a bowl of tomato, celery and onion soup, and two big ass scoops of sticky rice for $7.50.

I love, absolutely love being barefoot at work.  But you all know how much I hate foot wear.