Friday, August 18, 2006

mom's in town

good to have mom here. last time she was here, emily was just a week old. now almost 12 weeks.
took a long walk with her yesterday, checking out a local public garden: tomatos, gourds, squash, flowers, mint, basil... then walked to a used bookstore i love in davis sq. mom got the living, annie dillard. i almost bought the sheltering sky but changed my mind. money's tight. 3 on the way from amazon right now anyway.

missing out on watching some friends do the leadville100 run. wish i could be there. camped out last year outside of town with friends and whiskey. pretty humbling race to watch.

ok so i decided to name my bike ushuaia. np. sunday morning...

Monday, August 14, 2006

45N

does it always have to be about what-used-to-be? yes. i like to live in the past, never the present. so,
things i miss in montana...













playing jawbreaker in the lift shack with amanda & jon













eating mushrooms on the clock (not being on the clock)













snow coming in under the door













waking up to white

















now playing

recoil

come home and my guitar
has nothin to say to me
i recoil from all my friends
and then i'm in misery
been so long since i've been held
really since i was his
probably just need to be held
that’s probably all it is

course, then i think of my dad
who time travels mostly now
back to when he was free
and holding out hope somehow
who sits all day in a line
of wheelchairs against a wall
inventing ways to play out time
like us all
like us all

to all the people out there tonight
who are comforting themselves
if you should happen to see my light
you can stop and ring my bell
i'm just sittin here in this sty
strewn with half written songs
taking one breath at a time
nothin much going on
nothin much going on

little flashing zero
on my answering machine
rats scratching at my brain
brain shuffling its feet
yes i have my father's heart
it may or may not keep on trying
can't really tell you what it is
keeps me this side of that dark line

but i'm not there to take care of him
and i'm not here to take care of me
i'm going outside to watch the house burn down
across the street
i'm going outside to watch the house burn down
across the street

to all the people out there tonight
who are comforting themselves
if you should happen to see my light
you can stop and ring my bell
i'm just sitting here in this sty
strewn with half written songs
taking one breath at a time
nothin much going on
nothin much going on

-ani difranco, knuckle down

Friday, August 11, 2006

bike gang + hate people = no bike gang

how do you start a bike gang if you can't bring yourself to talk to anyone? well it aint easy. i've been here over a month and have probably talked to a total of 4 people.
but i want a bike gang!!
army of one.

going to acadia np in the morning. it'll be nice to sleep out under the stars. maybe i'll forget where i am for awhile. the beach will be fun.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Random, CO













It's great to be in Cambridge.

Cambridge, MA 8.10.06

Although a far toss from the dirty south, still not where I wanna be. Miss my friends, now all out West.
Consolations:
new family member, Emily (2mo.)
new (15 yr old?) Royce Union bike
new book: Edward Abbey, a Life
portable music device

and i'll say this, glue is a fine companion for a pet. my old girl would have hated her.
it's been less than interesting here lately. well, pretty much since i got here. fun thing a couple days ago though, i met the painter at independent fabrications. she was in her space suit and i was wandering around trying to not find anyone there so i would'nt feel guilty for taking a couple of their fucked up frames they had in their trash bin. no luck. first time there. it was really crazy to see the place where so many love affairs have begun... need to take the yo by and ask her if she remembers giving it the powdercoat. miss the neon green, maybe she'd paint it back to the original color.

bikes around boston/cambridge/somerville are hilarious. either there's a shit-ton of welders around or there's a few really busy drunks with alot of friends. either way, bravo, greater boston carnies.

still one girl stuck in my head. never any news there.