Two friends, 365 days.
little puddle of oxidation
this day was really about boston
bus travel to a memorial shouldn’t count as a “vacation” day
reflections and layers
generations
strummah time
home. ish.
he lost interest once all the bows were off
christmas eve, boston
my birthday had the holidays all over it this time
a flower called Susan
rule followers (back together again)
evening pick-up
hugging a “hut dog” in the rain
made me think of all of you
sorry tim, ray’s will always make me think of you
oh hi, conscious miniature human
the look of peace
you can't get a Slush Puppie here these days
the fight club in my life is now entirely different
blue velvet
i've done this no justice
allston st and brighton ave, ca. 2005.
life moves pretty fast
the carriage house (GOTV, 2 years later)
revisiting with new tools.
23:59 again
stay in touch old friend. i'll miss you.
Help (looking for answers)
aside from the wind through reeds.
monitor break (greenmarket)
remembering butch.
adopted home dirt.
ouija
two hours and fifty minutes in my old hometown
fear of ice at dusk.
the tamtom club
the new summer drink.
midtown
crappy art, sincere sentiment.
barbecue with a couple of kings of nuthin'.
great neck
limoncello prep for the halfway point.
hiding out in boston, missing new york
the local (or how I spent my weekend).
pulled in two directions
"just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, up front there aught to be a man in black."
thank you, vermont, for jam, and for 5 cent redemption values (fuck you, themed sundays. i had such a great photo that i couldn't use)
remnants of the 14 year storm.
final fitting
miracle on 34th st... in february.
early for a deposition
32. so it begins.
last bus
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