what a tiny chair!
I can’t sit on this!
(Source: pizzaforpresident)
The present is a battleground where rival what-ifs compete to become the future ‘what is.’ How does one what-if prevail over its adversaries? The answer, ‘Military and political power of course!’ is a postponement, for what is it that directs the minds of the powerful? The answer is ‘belief.’ Beliefs that are ignoble or idealistic; democratic or Confucian; Occidental or Oriental; timid or bold; clear-sighted or delusional. Power is informed by belief that this path, and not another, must be followed. What, then, or where, is the womb of belief? What, or where, is the crucible of ideology? Academicians of the Shirando, I put it to you that we are one such crucible. We are one such womb.
The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet
I’M GOING TO RUN TO CVS AND GRAB SOME TRASH BAGS. WE’RE ALMOST OUT. YOU NEED ANYTHING? SOME CIGARETTES?
WHAT ABOUT Q-TIPS? THEY’RE HAVING A SALE ON Q-TIPS.
The baubles that used to adorn my desk at TAF.
!small comforts for hard times!
Washington Square Park Arch, NYC
or as I like to refer is as, “The Big Pants”Big pants at the end of 5th avenue.
Very, very exciting day. Congrats on this, Joe. Can’t wait to read it.
Congratulations, Joe!! The best thing!
Rock and Roll
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