kartoshka - the Chocolate Potato

I grew up eating things outta cans, cardboard boxes and frozen plastic bags.  I am american.   What was modern, quick fixes.   and gotta away from eating simple, fresh foods.

When I was a kid, I'd get sent to my Grandparents house in W.Va, to spend a week or two.  It was funny eating garden fresh food, I felt a bit sorry for my grandma, and grandpa. Having to eat things coming outta the ground, dirty and all.  



Yesterday a friend, took me to a Russian supermarket, and I enjoyed it, a lot.  cause... fricken,  a bunch,.. it was full of new interesting things to eat.       Bought some pickles, breads, and some sweets for my wife.  I try to find different things, and this place was full of them.

I got something call the Chocolate Potato,  it did not look too much like a potato,  it was dense and thick, a bit sweet.   a cool name.

 

Our furnace broke last night, a bit cold in bed this morning, I pulled the covers from my wife... I thought she'ed pulled 'um from me.  today  I wasted a lot of  time.    Looking out the window,... thinking about riding, and not being able to get out.   Stuck waiting for the heater to get fixed.

The house is warm again.

and on to  making  sandwiches with the black, dense Russian bread, I bought.   A snack,  for the rest break, in tomorrows Phils. spring classic. 

cheers, be simple, be good, taste good, d.

daft

its been a while,... since I sat down with a pile of magazines, fanzines, xeroxed pages, a J-card.  something printed.    Sorta wish I was into the comic book thing.

its nice to hold a book, a magazine.  it has a texture, a smell.   I dontknow why, guess I got that impulse, and I ordered a pile of Boneshaker's.  Mailed from the UK.  I  liked the name, and am tired of reading stuff on the internet.  I sat in a chair, listen to music, sipping a beer, thumbing the pages.  

they are spot on. good buy

Yesterday I got out and did all I wanted to do on my cross bike, I put together all the trails I ride around my house, and did it all.  45 miles.

My daft book:

for ideas catching, nice size, good feel.  Pro-ish, and cheap.

cheers, d.

lift

OK,   images from the last day.  sorta better with fewer words.  

I like the duchamp explanation of things: "Readymade" to any object purchased "as a sculpture already made." When he modified these objects, for example by mounting a bicycle wheel on a kitchen stool, he called them "Assisted Readymades." Duchamp later recalled that the original Bicycle Wheel was created as a "distraction": "I enjoyed looking at it, just as I enjoy looking at the flames dancing in a fireplace."

cheers, d. 

Stones - Cate Le Bon

tonight, a good magical night.  Just a small bar, a phila. old bar redone, moderned a bit.  With music and a few dirty taps of good beer.  

small crowd, to see the show.  Cate Le Bon.  
a great show, I walked up to the stage front and stood and watched her play, sing, and took what I could as far as pictures go.

Cate Le Bon  "The Man I Wanted"

I was quite happy with the night.  for the most part.

being a small bar, I did, or could, if I pleased, had a chat with Cate.

let alone in regular circumstance I'm quite a bit unfocused in conversations,

now, trying to be a bit off the cuff, and a bit haggered from a few beers and earlier trainer ride

the words and thoughts came out, um, not making much sense.

and the logic of my words,... as if someone ripped a few pages here and there outta the book.

who knows what I said, but no harm, I did not scare her, and she was gracious enough to step out into a snowy philly night

and give me a second or two

so as I could take a picture of two.

Its late, I hear the wind, and think of tomorrow, and maybe I should not of cracked that black IPA I am a sipping.

Its been a nice few days...

spot on.

cheers

d.