last night, Friday,  I went out to see Nashville Pussy.    I could of gone to see Nick Cave again, or a interesting jazz show.   I went to see them cause, after all these years I've never seen 'em.  And after all these years they are still working the rock and roll.   They rocked.   It was loud, stomping, burly, well played, tight ass,  ... well yes older, and a  few f'n extra pounds.   Standing by the stage,  I enjoyed it, absorbed it, and was part of it, the power of Rock.

I'm reading a book:   "Heroes, Gods, and Monsters of Greek Myths"  by Bernard Evslin.

my wife, reads me one of the short stories, in bed, and I listen to her voice and imagine the characters, and I am enjoying it so much.

I like this quote from one story, about Arachne ... "It is the same thing"  she, Arachne said,  that how she worked, the way she worked,  was as beautiful as the works/weavings she made.

I like that a lot.

she later was turned into a spider

cheers, dl


chuck close

I bought the book of art at the show of Marissa Paternoster,  its blunt simple but somehow steps away from juvenile.
I like it.
I read in the art gallery, whatever book I am into at the time.  I'll pick a room, and grab a bench, every so often I look up from the page, at whats around me.




I love music so much.
tonight's show,
I drove 76 into the city,
walked in, got a beer from the bar,
waited just a bit
they played, I soaked it in,

Modern Hut
Noun - Marissa Paternoster 
at The Boot and Saddle 7/16

I found a new way to shoot the camera, that works for me.

I don't want to go to bed, to go to sleep,

The music, playing, it all, fucking did it for me.



Euro cut racing shorts

I finally got a mtbike race done.
Stoudts Summerfest  MASS relays and stuff.

                                    post racing - Gorka and Lowe, the "undynamic duo"

I raced duo with Gorka as my partner.
He took the start and first couple of laps.

I was just getting to the race when he was lining up to start.
Set up, kitted up, tagged up and raced my mountain bike.
Not motoring, just crusing, my laps, shaking it out.
Tagged Gorka in and cooled off.

                             Gorka,  the darling of the fans.

Next laps I saw the board,  posting places, we were 11th.  and it sunk in, this, not matter how laid back and chill,  it is a race.  I laid into it.   I went out and made the rest of all my laps hard.

We clawed and climbed up the results.

At the end, as Gorka finished and I tagged in, If,  I, hurried a bit we could get three laps in before time ran out.  I did take a quick beer feed on the second lap, had to.
and made it to the line with two minutes to go, so I got the third in.

I saw going out that we were just a hair behind, 6th.   I kept at it hard.
We ended up 5th.   No matter, so much as having something to push me that extra bit.
I was racing the mountain bike, seeing some big smiles, joking with friends, and had a blast.

good day for sure!