this week i

launched laika post whale tail. north of the island tour noted distinction between buddhist and daoist temples: buddhist roofs bare. my feeling of counterculture mirrors marcia angell's of alternative medicine. if something works, incorporate, prescribe it. otherwise, continue to make fun of it

sketched in class, a pretty city.  how does a spanish cat say omg?  dios meow.  what do paleontologists say upon species discovery? new bone who dis

read the hound of the baskervilles by sir arthur conan doyle.  it was phosphorous the whole time

he won't cause any trouble.  in a few days he will catch a boat for south america.  please don't tell the police about him

no human eye had ever seen a hound like this one.  fire came from its open mouth.  its eyes were burning.  flames covered its head and body


read great plains by ian frazier.  not mentioned but jefferson (not franklin) in paris at the storming of the bastille

two knives, a pair of leggings, a blanket, a gun, a horse, and a tipi might be the price of one wife

henry bogsti - had $10 and a saddle horse when he came here.  he sold out, went to wildrose, and worked in an elevator.  his son was killed in a flax bin

clyde had on his right arm the tattoo of a girl and the name "grace."  bonnie had on the inside of her right thigh a tattoo of two hearts joined by an arrow, with "bonnie" in one heart and "roy" in the other.  they kept a white rabbit, and took it with them on their travels.  clyde also brought along his saxophone and sheet music.  bonnie read true-romance magazines, painted her toenails pink, and dyed her hair red to match her hats, dresses, and shoes.  when frank hamer and other texas and louisiana lawmen shot them to pieces on a road near gibsland, louisiana, bonnie was wearing two diamond rings, one gold wedding ring, a small wristwatch, a three-acorn brooch, and a chain with a cross around her neck.  congress passed a resolution thanking frank hamer for his part in ending bonnie and clyde's career.  he was also awarded their guns.  both bonnie's mother and clyde's mother wrote indignant letters to frank hamer, demanding that he turn over their children's guns to them

i told him that i hoped someday to learn how to speak sioux.  he took my right wrist and pressed his thumb tightly against my pulse then spoke a sentence.  the sound of sioux is soft and rippling, like something you might hear through a bead curtain.  i asked him what he had said.  "i said, 'if your pulse speeds up, then i will know that you are lying, and then i will have the right to kill and scalp you'"

a hunkpapa sioux woman named doreet.  i picked her up hitchhiking with another woman and two men.  doreet sat in the front seat and told me that her brother recently found a stone serpent head while diving in the river, that she had a young son named eagle on his journey, that a medicine man had predicted that journey (his nickname) would be born either retarded or dead, that the medicine man was wrong.  in the back, jason, derek, and i didn't get the other woman's name, talked in sioux and sometimes asked me questions like, "so, bro, what do you think of the sioux people?"  of a nearby butte, doreet said, "that's devil butte.  high-school kids go up there and try to arrange these white rocks to spell out their initials, but by morning the rocks always rearrange themselves into the shape of a devil's head."  doreet was big, pretty, with scars up both arms.  she was wearing a cornell t-shirt.  i asked her, "did you go to cornell?"  she said, "where's that?"  i pointed to the name on her shirt.  she said, "oh, probably - i've been all over the country"

new mexico is like the vermont of the west

tipis take on color from the wood you burn in your fire.  cottonwoods make poor firewood - they turn tipis a kind of smutty brown.  willow gives 'em a nice soft yellow color.  pine burns pitchy and turns 'em black.  quaking aspen hardly smokes at all.  the crows liked willow because they took great pride in how light-colored their tipis were

identified by the census taker as a "concubine"


 shooting buffalo from the windows of the moving train

on the plains, from the point of view of humans, the tumbleweed's main function is poetic


this week i

landed near former tallest building.  mom born eighty years ago, kissinger still making front page news across the strait.  ai and i wrote limericks


watched one thousand gestures in person, well-made propaganda navalny: be honest, not afraid, origami rocketry in the james webb space telescope


rose exposed.  i remember x's duct taped over her nipples, a traditional (not simplified) caption that translated to "the long-haired man is the truth"

misunderstood.  a traffic camera hid behind the mask of spirited away's no face, falkor apparently daoist dragon, brazilians use enema to say bidet


read one flew over the cuckoo's nest by ken kesey

"damn, what a sorry-looking outfit.  you boys don't look so crazy to me."  he's trying to get them to loosen up, the way you see an auctioneer spinning jokes to loosen up the crowd before the bidding starts.  "which one of you claims to be the craziest?  which one is the biggest loony?  who runs these card games?  it's my first day, and what i like to do is make a good impression straight off on the right man if he can prove to me he is the right man. who's the bull goose loony here?"

strapped to a a cross, with a crown of electric sparks in place of thorns

tv-cowboy stoicism

good morning, miss rat-shed!  how's things on the outside?

 she took me to her parlor, and coo-oo-ooled me with her fan..whispered low in her mamma's ear, i luh-uhvvv that gamblin' man

it's getting hard to locate my bed at night, have to crawl around on my hands and knees feeling underneath the springs till i find my gobs of gum stuck there.  nobody complains about all the fog.  i know why, now: as bad as it is, you can slip back in it and feel safe.  that's what mcmurphy can't understand, us wanting to be safe.  he keeps trying to drag us out of the fog, out in the open where we'd be easy to get at

frontal-lobe castration..if she can't cut below the belt she'll do it above the eyes

no, my friend.  we are lunatics from the hospital up the highway, psycho-ceramics, the cracked pots of mankind.  would you like me to decipher a rorschach for you?

when i get out of here the first woman that takes up on ol' red mcmurphy the ten-thousand-watt psychopath, she's gonna light up like a pinball machine and pay off in silver dollars


this week i

visited sonargaon, home to the muslin in ella fitzgerald's paper moon as well as cobras as caduceus, uncomfortable sandals, black-hooded orioles


posted one year old artwork: silverback gorilla attempts selfie gif.  more recently, ramen under the mosquito net with river of pee through the tree


watched spielberg's the fabelmans

see that painting over there?
uh yeah i mean yes.  yes i do see it
walk over to it

well?  what's in it?  describe it
oh okay um so there are two guys and they're on horseback and they're looking for something so maybe they're scouting..
no.  no.  where's the horizon?
the the horizon?
where is it?
yeah it's at the bottom
that's right.  walk over to this painting

right okay so there are five cowboys you know they..
no no no no no.  where's the goddamn horizon?
um it's it's there
um at the top of the painting
alright get over here

now remember this.  when the horizon's at the bottom, it's interesting.  when the horizon's at the top, it's interesting.  when's the horizon's in the middle, it's boring as shit.  now, good luck to you.  and get the fuck out of my office

thank you
my pleasure

read mekong: a journey on the mother of waters by michael yamashita.  zadoi * qinghai * china despite a climate so brutally harsh that washing becomes a rare event, daily life goes on.  children attend classes at this one-room schoolhouse in zadoi between chores with their families' herds * pak ou * laos * mountains resembling a sung dynasty watercolor loom above the mekong as it flows through pak ou


read candide by voltaire.  sublimi feriam sidera vertice, latin for "i shall strike the stars with my forehead"

thus a general consternation was spread over this most magnificent and most agreeable of all possible castles

at that very instant the king of the bulgars, happening to pass by, made a stop and enquired into the delinquent's crime, and being a prince of great genius, he found, from what he heard of candide, that he was a young metaphysician, entirely ignorant of the world; and therefore, out of his great clemency, he considered to pardon him, for which his name will be celebrated in every journal and in every age

"oh, my dear candide, you must remember pacquette, that pretty wench who waited on our noble baroness; in her arms i tasted the pleasures of paradise, which produced these hell-torments with which you see me devoured.  she was infected with disease, and perhaps is since dead of it.  she received this present of a learned cordelier, who traced it back to its source.  he was indebted for it to an old countess, who caught it from a captain of cavalry, who caught it from a marchioness, who caught it from a page, the page received it from a jesuit, who during his noviciate got it directly from one of the fellow adventurers of christopher columbus.  for my part, i shall give it to nobody.  i am a dying man



let's eat this jesuit

the spaniards had some confused notion of this country, to which they gave the name el dorado; and sir walter raleigh, an englishman, actually came very near it about three hundred years ago; but the inaccessible rocks and precipices with which our country is surrounded on all sides, has protected us so far from the rapacious fury of the people of europe, who have an unaccountable fondness for the pebbles and dirt of our land, for the sake of which they would murder us all to the very last man

robes made of the down of humming-birds



this week i

lost robert krughoff, a man that built a good thing, offered me the first job of my forever career, and vandalized city property with sports equipment

wonder if the paleobiology that dinosaurs did not breathe fire is settled knowledge or if still some room for debate.  one ai use for good: "hey tiktok, write an essay on what [[the field of paleoecology]] might teach us about mitigating or adapting to the effects of [[the current climate crisis]]"


know i'm proficient in modern glyph by effortlessly inventing the handwave emoji plus the peach emoji spank emoji but after searching learned the kneeling person emoji plus the cricket paddle emoji does also convey the pointfrom the marshmallow bag:  if the police had seen that man raise his lungi and flash your sister, what would have happened?  //  oh thank you sir for showing me your asshole, now i can put the gun right in there 

remember mr. davidson's choir class placard: the floggings will continue until morale improves.  in their india phase, the beatles should have sung happiness is a warm naan.  scooby dooby doo to zou bisou bisou.  why don't you sing like that? // why don't you look like him? 

drank two halda valley welcome teas, two more from the menu, ate four cookies, leafed through the photobook rhythm in khajuraho by ashok khanna

read the columbian exchange: biological and cultural consequences of 1492 by alfred w. crosby jr.  the roman empire had no tomatoes

good questions are harder to come by than good answers

chinese peasants eating corn on the cob

a snake with a castanet on his tail..whose bite left the victim with enough time for his last confession

southern america, with its..monkeys with prehensile tails

pliny's natural history contains thirty-seven books, and yet he did not mention the llama in any of them

not until the geologist sir charles lyell published his work in the 1830s did man really begin to know how old the world is, and how long natural forces have had to mold life into different forms

the climate of siberia, the land bridge, and alaska screened out many diseases

when in 1707 smallpox first appeared in iceland, in two years 18,000 out of the island's 50,000 inhabitants died of it

had there been no epidemic, the aztecs, their war-making potential unimpaired and their warriors fired with victory, could have pursued the spaniards, and cortes might have ended his life spread-eagled beneath the obsidian blade of a priest of huitzilopochtli

the year of the first peruvian vintage was 1551

kentucky bluegrass, daisies, and dandelions, to name only three out of hundreds, are old world in origin

one who watched the caribbean islands from outer space during the years from 1492 to 1550 or so might have surmised that the object of the game going on there was to replace the people with pigs, dogs and cattle

the iberians of all classes were more accustomed to viewing the world from horseback and more skilled as riders than any other european people with easy access to the atlantic.  the languages of western europe confirm this: caballero means knight, nobleman, rider, horseman, gentleman, sir or mister; chevalier, from the other side of the pyrenees, also means knight or nobleman, but cannot be so easily stretched to also mean rider or mister

who can imagine rural latin america without the burro?

the history of the camel of colonial peru is only sixty years long.  the last one of these unassimilable immigrants died in 1615

no device for turning grass into food

according to the logic of the time, god always arranges for a disease and its remedy to originate in the same locality

although mercury remained the only effective means of treating the pox for several hundred years, patients from london to canton were inclined to agree with the scot whose unintentional slip of the pen rendered its name "quack-silver"

the fuggers of augsburg, the greatest banking family of the day

it is certainly true that world population growth began to accelerate generations before the engine - steam, gasoline, or other fuel - replaced human and animal muscle in transportation



this week i

write asdfree for the poop emoji and the blushing hand over mouth emoji.  here's my brain explosion emoji followed by bedroom, balcony, boi mela


sketched the great wave off new jersey, a nautical theme for laura's fortieth.  big pink at the conclusion of the landscape drawing class just for me

read a coney island of the mind by lawrence ferlinghetti.  arrows on underside of #26 denote spoonerized peacock

read brave new world by aldous huxley.  shakespeare continues: that has such people in't.  year of our ford

 millions of identical twins

that is the secret of happiness and virtue - liking what you've got to do.  all conditioning aims at that: making people like their inescapable social destiny

the two thousand million inhabitants of the planet had only ten thousand names between them

then came the famous british museum massacre.  two thousand culture fans gassed with dichlorethyl sulphide..the controllers realized that force was no good.  the slower but infinitely surer methods of ectogenesis, meo-pavlovian conditioning and hypnopaedia

a gramme is always better than a damn

in the taxicopter he hardly even looked at her

he had slipped out of the vestibule and was looking up a number in the telephone book

we've sacrificed the high art.  we have the feelies and the scent organ instead

the optimum modelled on the iceberg - eight-ninths below the water line