Writing

Now that I'm back I find I have less to say than before I departed.
I wait for things of importance to make themselves known.
They don't.
Well, they haven't so far.
The things I value are hidden to myself.
I'm sure they'll be obvious eventually.
So for the time being I'll stick to the plan.

Say less.
Do more. 

Trucks in San Fran

Mission

Maverick

San Francisco

The last of New York

Williamsburg

Communists on the corner. No, I have three of your flyers. Leave me alone, keep your revolution to yourself. Crazy bearded guy in a wedding dress. Saying something about stuff. Can cartwheel. That could be be me with just a slight nudge. Cuban guys flying the flag, even more than normal. All to a Tom Petty soundtrack backed by sirens and ceaseless conversation. I'm going to miss this place.

Haircut

More stuff around Brooklyn

Beans and watermelon

From Bushwick to Manhattan

Home movie

Pretty

Fuck

People who knew "Birdy", as the killer was widely known, described a quiet but popular man who lived alone.

Lots of layers of paint

Rockerfeller

Star Trek cum face

ESB

$2 pint

There is something right about listening to Bruce Springsteen in an American bar where the pints cost $2.

Ground Zero construction

This magnificent feast represents the last of the petty cash

Drawing at Legion Bar

More bikes

Williamsburg Bridge

Optimus/Obama

Not

Not really blonde are you, more of a dirty blonde...

In a bar, again, thinking

We have a preference for the abstract over the real. We are easily seduced by our curiosity.