Monthly Archives: February 2011

This pic started as near-sunset photo taken in Inyokern, CA. Then I had some fun with it.   You’re looking down the north side of the main street. Across the street from where I stood is an excellent Mexican restaurant, Bernardino’s. Quotes … Continue reading →

The pic above seems more and more appropriate as the events in Wisconsin continue.  From a photo I took in Berlin, 1982. The wall. You could see the wall in Berlin back in those days.  The wall going up in … Continue reading →

  Here’s a great forgotten American writer: M. F. Beal, sometimes called Mary, often referred to as the once-wife of another forgotten writer, David Shetzline, who is also definitely worth reading but not nearly as good. I took a writing … Continue reading →

Post surgery continuation. The pic above comes from a photo taken in Santa Monica, California. On the Third Street Promenade. Here’s a still foggy rumination on the Monkey Numbers. This morning mine were 6,250, then a while later they were … Continue reading →

Soon . . . I will return and discover what I am. A zoo story: today’s Monkey Numbers are 23,600!! Two weeks ago I posted 249 with hardly a Monkey among them. What’s  a body to do with all these … Continue reading →

TODAY’S MONKEY NUMBER: 6,850 They call them “Police States.” No, they’re not places free from crime. They’re places where the crime is that no one is free. Freedom does not exist. There are no choices. Instead of true government, Police … Continue reading →

In the movies they call the photo above a “teaser.” Apt name here too.  The setting of the poem, “Keith Richards Is Still A Friend of Mine,” partly quoted above, is inside a ’56 Chevy within sight of the pinnacles, … Continue reading →

I have just discovered “Monkey Numbers.” I already knew about “Monkey Points.” Eddie Murphy gets credit for coming up with that term. Monkey Points refers to what the Hollywood movie industry calls the “net profits” on a film. Producers will … Continue reading →

The Super Bowl is over. Next season for the NFL is still iffy. I am going to stay away from the bargaining BS. I was a union member for many years. I spent my time at negotiating tables. All nighters … Continue reading →

The quote in the above photo is from Wallace Stevens, a major American poet of the just departed century. Stevens was an executive for an insurance company and by many accounts kind of a prick. Certainly not the loft-lurking beret-clad … Continue reading →