nothing can surpass the mystery of stillness

My friend Daniel turned me on to these pictures of empty houses. They remind me of that Tom Waits song, The House Where Nobody Lives.

Oh, and once it held laughter, once it held dreams
Did they throw it away, did they know what it means?
Did someone's heart break
Or did someone do somebody wrong?

Thinking of Tom Waits turns my mind to music and this cat has been blowing that mind lately. He lives in your neighborhood. I'm jealous.


I once went to a hookah bar with my friend, David. Unbeknownst to us, this joint had belly dancers... the world's least authentic belly dancers... one of them had a top hat. The whole spectacle delighted Dave; I just tried to enjoy the hat. Dave turns to me at one point and says, "I think she likes me!" Yeah, Dave. Sure.

Sigh. I think my high school gym classes may have been worse than I remember. Let's get back to puppies and kittens and hand-holding.


When twee goes South.


Looking through old movie posters, I stumbled across Day of the Triffids. You can watch the whole thing here.


That movie fascinated me in my youth, but plants can't walk. Right?


I need to practice banjo. I'm glad I don't have this, or I wouldn't get anything done.



Memphis Slim - Slim's Blues

Pink & Sour - Califone

Maria Bamford - The-Rapist

Jesus Is A Good Name To Moan - Mugison

Mass Romantic - The New Pornographers