On a recent trip to the Prospect Park Zoo, I discovered a fantastic cow. a Dollstein, maybe? i know that’s not right, but this cow was tops. sooo soft, slightly less dumb looking than most cows i’ve met, and it slimed my hand oh so very much when i fed it.

Basically, it was love.

Anyways, I really like these photos.

I’m trying to get back into posting on a regular basis..we’ll see what happens. I have no real reason for why I stopped. I’m thinking a lot about gardening these days…so, get ready.

“Well, speak of the devil!”

Next Sunday (May 6, 2007) I will be going down to Philly for a food tour/art-a-thon. That’s right, Pennsylvania Tots, Philly Nuts and food of the like will be consumed.

However, that’s not the highlight. The best part will be seeing Zoe Strauss’s I-95 work, live and in person. I am pumped.

I’m fucking pumped.

“A lot of people call me the architect of rock & roll. I don’t call myself that, but I believe it’s true.”

I think that in every single Little Richard interview that I’ve watched, he’s felt the need to assert that he “did it first.” Which is true, but you can tell that he’s so incredibly vexed by the acclaim that the musicians following him have gotten. It’s interesting to me, because he renounced rock and roll so many times, saying that it was “of the devil.”

(I believe this photo was taken around the time that Little Richard was selling the Black Heritage Bible)

Basically, I’m really into Little Richard.

Watch him speak on the topic of Jimi Hendrix:

I heard someone say something about it this morning when I was on the train. Then again ‘online’ at Duane Reade. I was holding a red bull, decongestant I had to both sign and show ID for, tampons, baby wipes, and cheese goldfish. Not to mention, just to mention, we all know its raining.

I’m indoors now. In this basement office, breathing in Brazilian mold. And I googled, Kurt Vonnegut is dead and friends, he is. So so dead.

My Dad’s favorite Vonnegut book is “God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater.” My Mom loves “Cats Cradle” and my favorite is “Welcome to the Monkey House.” I need to call my parents.

In other news, I googled ‘billy pilgrim band’ thinking there was a punk rock band named as such. Only to find out, no and this….