May 2009



As a friend noted about this luscious cool evening with a waxing moon: it feels more like September than May. Listening to Indian classical music — Abida Parveen — out in the garden on a Sunday evening.

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Life swarming everywhere in Brooklyn today. Yeah.


A marvelous pink glow blasted through the airplane windows as a bunch of strangers and I flew out over the Atlantic at dusk.


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This part of Palm Beach County is young, so young. It was swampland til the 60s, after which it was slathered in beige structures. Nothing I recognize as a neighborhood. I took a sort of cold comfort when I ran across this construction site because at first glance it seemed to contain some character… depth, blight, renewal… A little life force, a little history…something. In reality it’s a new construction; in a couple months it’ll be beige.


South Florida’s been poured upon for days and days. On the plane, a local told me a good lightening/golf joke:

What’s the safest thing to do if you get caught out on the golf course in a thunder and lightening storm?

..take out a 1 iron and wave it around in the air. Even God can’t hit a 1 iron.

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