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A Letter To Reynolds Wrap, 2006

I don’t remember now but I’m guessing I got a coupon for a free box of Reynolds Wrap...

iSpy On Myself

I’ve tried countless webcam and surveillance softwares. This one was called iSpy, an open...

Cleanup Day? More Like Cleanup Month, Year, Lifetime?

I decided to go through this endless expanse of personal website content and clean things up a...

Once Upon a Time. A Batch of 35mm Slides from 1980s NYC.

Why Would Anyone Put Up a Sign Like This?

Dropped the Coin Sorter

And also, why does this “Realistic” HDR filter make the hair on my legs look...

Sitting on an expensive chair, bare feet not touching the floor, feeling like the little boy I am and always will be, even after I’m gone. There will be no man gone. Only The Boy. That is what my mother called me....

“Games Women Play” (1970) (Sanitized)

A long time ago, an a Usenet far, far away, I downloaded a shit-ton of porn from the so-called “golden age” of the 1970s and 1980s. One of them turned out to be Games Women Play, a 1970 film which includes an...

10.45 on 7.4.2021

Will the Strand Smokehouse in Astoria Ever Reopen?

For a while I would see some kind of activity going on inside this place, suggesting maybe they...

5½

Ceiling Fan and Windows

Like the woman I am seeing now she did not want me taking pictures of her. Worse would have been pictures of us together. I played by the rules because I wanted her to be my rule, for us to be each other’s rule. So this is...

Walk

No Singletons at The Vessel

A new rule at The Vessel, the shawarma-like monstrosity at Hudson Yards, is simple: No singletons allowed. Analysis of a string of suicides that occurred at The Vessel revealed one common trait. All those who jumped arrived at...

Missing

Temptations guide me toward thinking we had something. Did I let the real thing get away? Did we have some magic that kept me engaged? Have I erased from memory our mutual conclusions that a long and lasting future together...

Today’s Good Deed

I found someone’s New York State drivers license about a ½ hour ago, sitting in plain sight on a sidewalk outside a house. Someone emerged from the house. I held up the license and asked if it was his, or that of anyone he...

Walked the Walk. Wasted the Way.

I walked the complete length of Queens Boulevard, from where it begins (or ends, depending on your outlook) at… where does it begin, anyway? I looked to Google maps for clarity but, as so often happens with that resource,...

“Doctor Doctor!”

I wonder how many people go through life being called “Doctor Doctor”? I found two...

UNDER GOD

Poem For A Twenty Dollar Bill

She said cinnamon knocked on your door all through the night, unable to listen for your visitor. You never answered, we think because crimes of seclusion will reckon your ability to mimic the billiard balls you so enjoyed...

Found This Old Mendelssohn Recording

Cleaning up the desktop, all kinds of rubble sitting in front of me all this time. Not a masterful performance but it’s not a piece that benefits from mastery. Or is it? I don’t even know.

Poem For An Open Window

She could not remember punch lines after setups went awry. Dollar bills crumpled with newsprint and saliva interconnected by non-functioning incubators. Slammed between Atlantic Avenue and an unknown cliff my steepness...

181 Fails

Cleaning Up PC Desktop, Found This Map From July 2020. 12½ Miles.

Stains to Explain

Clearing out my bag just now I found this, and this, and this. And also this, and this period

Going To Have To Start Wearing Socks Again…

…although I fail to understand why the right one gets so much filthier than the left.

MAX!

Let it go for 596 hours

From the Sky

Startling moment earlier today. Writing it up now before I forget it ever happened. 10am. Ambling along on my first of what would be four daily constitutionals. Wide sidewalk. Overcast skies. No concerns. An object lands on the...

Sit Still

I woke up thinking I should spend this day writing. Typing. Stringing words together in effluvious wellsprings of vapid array. Looking out the window I see a young woman walking her dog. Another person of (from this distance)...

Face

Leg

First Haircut Since January, 2020. Before, Before, Before aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand, AFTER.

Longest I’ve gone without a haircut since college. Waited to be fully vaxed then just stayed lazy.

MAX IS HERE!

DII

Caught in the Netting at the GWB

The netting on the GWB makes the walkway feel like a Habitrail® tube.

Salvation Army in Astoria Closed, Donations Continue

The Salvation Army in Astoria closed but the “donations” keep pouring in.

Found Somebody’s iPhone

A few weeks ago I spotted an odd-looking shiny object on a sidewalk on 28th Street, by the basketball courts at the Dutch Kills Playgrounds just north of 36th Avenue. It was an iPhone, but the way it had landed on the sidewalk,...

Haircut soon. I promise.

Hmm

You would not believe how bad my face looked before this. The miracle of modern Dermatology

Tower Records

Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 17:40:27 -0500 (EST) From: mark thomas To: *** Subject: Re: [Contact] hi, *** Oh, yeah, I think I remember TO. He was the drummer? The problem I had with re-connecting with the Tower folks is that I never...

Been keeping the map running for a few days

Loved the 90s yesterday

Mirror Mirror…

June 24, 2009

Wednesday, June 24, 2009 12:02:52 PM I should think this is funny but I do not. I was just thinking this AM how nice it is that I can turn this PC off and turn it on again in the morning without having to wait 25 minutes for it...

New york

Almost felt like New York today. Against the 80 quadrillion chance against whatever odds i crossed paths with a payphone artist. We made plans for Wednesday. Rando connected

Checking in on Don

To Cadman Square

And also… 2:29am

Can’t SLEEP. 2:22am

181 x 4

GWB and Washington Heights/Inwood

IRC, September 3, 2008: “she seems smrt to me”

Session Start: Wed Sep 03 12:06:01 2008 Session Ident: #philosophy 15[12:06] * Now talking in #philosophy 04[12:06] * Topic is ‘Neff Log Cabin Republican: Neff no, you are. [21:01] maybe there’s alcohol involved in...

In the Netting of the GWB Today. Hats Off?

To E. Quarantine. Everything. Yes, It Was Love.

July, 2009.

She crawled into bed with me, naked, refusing to let me kiss or touch her, calling me a creep for having these thoughts. She left bed and went to the kitchen. I followed her standing but not fully exited from the bed, as if the...

In The Blinds

We Had Mutual Friends. I Cannot Remember Who.

Took me way longer than it should have to remember who this archived text message was from. “Thx again for a nice time:). Maybe when we are less under influence, we can continue working on some music together. That was...