
Trendy is the last stage before tacky.
— Karl Lagerfeld

True style is timeless. In theory, there’s no such thing as “poor” style.
You either have style or you don’t.…
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Trendy is the last stage before tacky.
— Karl Lagerfeld

True style is timeless. In theory, there’s no such thing as “poor” style.
You either have style or you don’t.…
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YouTube travellers Mother of GROM include a couple of my tracks over the final leg of their family’s 7-country 1-summer European swing. “GROM” is the nickname of their van, a converted Ford Transit XLWB mk7 minibus.
Lee Rosevere’s remix of Truth Is A Lonely Place opens the video; then Particle Theory appears midway through.…
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Every year since 2018 (save 2020), Cat & I have returned to her hometown of Chicago to visit her father, Steve, her step-mother, Marcia, her sister, Ellen, and a rotating cast of cousins and old friends. They’ve been in their house in the Beverly neighborhood since 2002. Prior to that, they had a house in Hyde Park, off the U of C Midway, where Cat grew up.…
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jell-olives – castelvetrano, negroni, orange
a brilliant bite from Cat’s birthday dinner last night at Café Mars

Was on the road for over a week, into last week.
NYC ⏩️ Cuyahoga Falls ⏯️ Chicago ⏩️ Indianapolis ⏩️ Pittsburgh ⏩️ NYC
Still processing the adventure. A bit of family heaviness preceded, too. Hung over the quiet parts.
Today I saw a female leafcutter bee in my Brooklyn backyard carrying a leaf back to the underground lair she’s building in the soil between two of our garden’s bluestones.…
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TV Series Premise: “Karma”
Massive text messaging glitch, across every SMS platform, sends “Hey! 👋” to every person everyone has ever texted with – from spouses to kids to Amazon drivers to old lovers. As a result, everyone also realizes the last time they interacted.
All these last times will be recalled anew, and all will find out who never erased their number.…
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There are no sorrows
Nor joys either
In our life.
So let us learn,
Thoughtlessly wise,
Not to live it,
But to flow down it,
Tranquil, serene,
Letting children
Be our teachers
And our eyes be
Filled with Nature.
—
Fernando Pessoa
Master, serene are
Dec 1914

One of my favorite spins of 2022 was Pigments, a collaboration between neo-classical composer Spencer Zahn and electro-funk-soul artist Dawn Richard. Zahn and Spencer’s interplay unfolds with each listen, and escalates tracks like Cerulean and Saffron into time-stretching cosmic slurries, with not a shred of bombast, ennui, or self-consciousness. Different parts will recede or dominate depending on your context.…
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Eastern Wall of the Richmond Police Department Headquarters
Grace and Jefferson Streets
Richmond, VA
20230624.0735
Sculpture
“Thin Blue Line,” Michael Stutz (2005)
Public Art Commission
Plaque
“Site Of The House In Which
Samuel Preston Moore
Surgeon General
Confederate States of America
Lived From 1863 To 1865
—
This Tablet Is Placed By The
Confederate Memorial Literary Society A.D.



20230530.1522, Boynton Beach, FL
Spotify playlist #105 for June 2023 reflects movements in space, internal and external:
listening to jazz with my father on the lanai
stories of my parents’ meeting in 1969
my mother’s covid while recovering from a broken hand
my father’s pneumonia while recovering from covid
the WGA strike and potential SAG-AFTRA walkout suspending Cat’s latest gig, extending our trip by 3+ weeks
finding peace between the days of Luna’s now kinda-regular bi-weekly epileptic seizures
the kinetic calmness in the chaos of a tennis court
weekly quests for the perfect mango
the road from Florida back to NYC
Not bummed to be back in NYC, but I don’t return home after being away with unbridled excitement anymore, either.…
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…Must the citizen ever for a moment, or in the least degree, resign his conscience to the legislator? Why has every man a conscience then? I think that we should be men first, and subjects afterward. It is not desirable to cultivate a respect for the law, so much as for the right.

Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road (1957)
In December 2020, Cat & I decamped to Lowell, Massachusetts for almost 9 months as she costume designed the return of the Showtime series Dexter.
Our temporary home, give-or-take 4 hours north of New York City, was a charming, modern 1-bedroom 5th Floor apartment in a 75-unit rental complex called the Thorndike Exchange.…
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AI doesn’t know from dumb luck or smart devices. It has no reference point on which to center its intelligence or judge its progress. It doesn’t know from vacations or personal life / work life balance. It doesn’t exist in a linear universe.
In time, it will assume we live in its universe, flipping the script.…
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Down in Florida now for a couple, maybe a few weeks, to visit my parents and retrieve our car to drive back to NYC. We expected to be on the road back already, because Cat’s latest job on Amazon’s The Peripheral has enough scripts locked to shoot a few episodes, despite the WGA strike.…
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