everyone’s got a september 11 story…

especially if you were in new york…i haven’t told mine yet…for now there’s this…

where am I…

st louis…a friend is getting married…this place is okay…once you get away from the strip mall suburbs…ms scribe and i checked out the st louis art fair…hot would be the word…it seems summer arts festivals are designed to make people miserable…but then again…i’m an indoorsman…which is why i love…kilkenny’s pub…dark, worn, wood…roomy boooths…sturdy barstools…lots of hometown flavor…and a warm waitstaff…I could do without so many televisions…but…if you don’t feel at home the second you walk in the door…well…you’re just not an indoorsman…

happy birthday buk…

charles bukowski was born 86 years ago today…and the world is a much better place because of it…to remember him…and his work…i give you this…

I’ve mixed his reading of The Genius Of The Crowd with An American Concerto: A Burst of Energy…a fitting song composed by gwyneth walker…an excellent composer…american or otherwise…and…no surprise here…i think it’s better to acknowledge and celebrate artists while they’re still alive…rather than wait…

Destination: NYC…

many, many, comings and goings..

day 1…
my step brother and i went to the storycorps booth and talked about…

how i became a member of the family…

what it was like to get an instant sibling…

the man…

growing up in more reckless times…

and then he turns the tables and asks me about my childhood…

day 2…
i can’t believe my no one else in the family wanted my step-father’s camera equipment…

the Sears ‘Ted Williams’ Varizoom 8mm film camera…

man, ted put his name on just about anything…

the yashica-a…

the polaroid land camera

and the 8mm film projector…

let’s not forget the slr…

all in perfect working condition….i can’t wait to play with my new toys…

day 3…
family time…

day 4…
business…

day 5…
more business…and then pleasure

day 6…
2001 revisited…

and madness at the airport…my dad’s pool cues, apparently, are weapons…someone’s seen too many jackie chan movies…this is why i hate flying…everyone’s too uptight…maybe this bottle of sake will make them seem more relaxed…to me…

next stop…denver…

Dispatch: Pittsburg…

what…a…night…mare…this will have to be my last bus trip…

the only way to get through it is to…eat twizzlers…listen to this song…

and think of my wife…