Saturday, July 16, 2011
seasonal conflict
I am in summer brain now, and it is winter.
When I am arguing with you, confronting you or questioning you please don't be offended - it means I feel more comfortable with you than other people.
He gestured to me to step down. I said no you have to come up, I like the view here.
Like, I used to be an upstairs dweller. Now I am a cave dweller. Semi-literally.
Potential events about 40% more likely if I had a phone.
I am not lonely always but I am very aware of my aloneness. Things are generally more enjoyable when I can do them by myself exactly how I want to do them at the pace I would like to do them and experience them in the way that I want to. This is problematic and what people name 'selfish' but that's why I want to do them alone, so no-one else has to be affected. There should still always be people surrounding me but they should not be 'with' me or connected to me. This is why I like the city and being amongst large crowds and to-be-individually-completed activities.
I ate a 10 pack of Twizzlers on the way back. An average of one every 1.3333333 (recurring) hours.
On the back of the Canadian $20 note it says, "Could we ever know each other in the slightest without the arts?" which is a quote from Gabrielle Roy. Wikipedia tells me that she is a Canadian author. It made me feel like Canada cares about me. Canada wants to take care of me. Canada will look after me. I am electing myself as Canada's adoptive daughter.
Jamie wore an NZ shirt especially to pick me up from the airport. But actually just fell asleep wearing it last night.
The first thing I did when I got out of the airport was buy a coffee. America does not do espresso or soy milk. America does terrible freeze-dried burnt-tasting instant machine coffee with 'half-and-half' "milk" substitute which is really just cream and chemicals. Sick.
I never liked coffee until I started working as a barista.
Large amounts of tags in one post. Scatter-brain.
Back in the Kingdom of Bel Air.
When I am arguing with you, confronting you or questioning you please don't be offended - it means I feel more comfortable with you than other people.
He gestured to me to step down. I said no you have to come up, I like the view here.
Like, I used to be an upstairs dweller. Now I am a cave dweller. Semi-literally.
Potential events about 40% more likely if I had a phone.
I am not lonely always but I am very aware of my aloneness. Things are generally more enjoyable when I can do them by myself exactly how I want to do them at the pace I would like to do them and experience them in the way that I want to. This is problematic and what people name 'selfish' but that's why I want to do them alone, so no-one else has to be affected. There should still always be people surrounding me but they should not be 'with' me or connected to me. This is why I like the city and being amongst large crowds and to-be-individually-completed activities.
I ate a 10 pack of Twizzlers on the way back. An average of one every 1.3333333 (recurring) hours.
On the back of the Canadian $20 note it says, "Could we ever know each other in the slightest without the arts?" which is a quote from Gabrielle Roy. Wikipedia tells me that she is a Canadian author. It made me feel like Canada cares about me. Canada wants to take care of me. Canada will look after me. I am electing myself as Canada's adoptive daughter.
Jamie wore an NZ shirt especially to pick me up from the airport. But actually just fell asleep wearing it last night.
The first thing I did when I got out of the airport was buy a coffee. America does not do espresso or soy milk. America does terrible freeze-dried burnt-tasting instant machine coffee with 'half-and-half' "milk" substitute which is really just cream and chemicals. Sick.
I never liked coffee until I started working as a barista.
Large amounts of tags in one post. Scatter-brain.
Back in the Kingdom of Bel Air.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
toe-ron-TOE
Hermann. German. On phone. Walking. Smiling. Talking.
FUCK
= ultimate rebel
Flower. Rail. Large mosquito bite.
Camera versus camera.
Many stands, one bicycle.
Aesthetically pleasing stair rail alignment.
Piece of car, not on car.
TORNTO MAPLE WAFFLES
we are all about the maple here
we are all about the maple here
25 Dates with a capital 'D' in ONE NIGHT!
TREATS TREATS TREATS for every meal
Very apologetic. Very polite.
You are excused.
family picture
[Some stairs in Toronto.]
NO
NO SOLICITING
NO LOITERING
NO VENDORS
NO BICYCLES
NO SKATEBOARDS
NO ROLLERBLADES
NO MOTOR.
VEHICLES.
NO LOITERING
NO VENDORS
NO BICYCLES
NO SKATEBOARDS
NO ROLLERBLADES
NO MOTOR.
VEHICLES.
Ha (!)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
summer things
that familiar summer stick - clammy and wonderfully uncomfortable
lime in my drink
ice in my coffee
freckling in my skin
salt sticking through my hair
slightly-too-low handlebars
splutter of a lawn sprinkler
fresh-beige skin navigating beached trees
shy smiles from strangers
paved upside-down U bridges between small islands
sand in the ends of my canvas flats
sticky strawberry juice all down my left leg (clumsiness)
dark, swum patched in my shorts
click-click-clack cycling over uneven wooden boardwalk
purple daisies in red-spice hair
an extra two inches of heat above shelled surfaces
change in a different currency to the one you paid in
quiet creeping of watery edge
a platter of languages in my ears
small cottages apart of large cities
photographs of morphing faces
some sort of elusive knowing
for all of these sought-after habits
I will forfeit familiarity, convenience and my un-home
lime in my drink
ice in my coffee
freckling in my skin
salt sticking through my hair
slightly-too-low handlebars
splutter of a lawn sprinkler
fresh-beige skin navigating beached trees
shy smiles from strangers
paved upside-down U bridges between small islands
sand in the ends of my canvas flats
sticky strawberry juice all down my left leg (clumsiness)
dark, swum patched in my shorts
click-click-clack cycling over uneven wooden boardwalk
purple daisies in red-spice hair
an extra two inches of heat above shelled surfaces
change in a different currency to the one you paid in
quiet creeping of watery edge
a platter of languages in my ears
small cottages apart of large cities
photographs of morphing faces
some sort of elusive knowing
for all of these sought-after habits
I will forfeit familiarity, convenience and my un-home
brooklyn bridge 101
Maybe it was because I was listening to Santogold on the way over but I really wanted to walk across Brooklyn Bridge.
1) Lots of stickers (in lots of places including here).
2) Left side is cycle lane, right side is pedestrian lane.
2.1) If you walk in the cycle lane you will get belled at.
3) Super Dinlonyc or Super Dinlo NYC?
(I saw Super Dinlo NYC but this is probably because I am a tourist).
4) Large amounts of plastic + 1 Starbucks cup.
5) I am not the only tourist.
6) If you don't like gay marriage, don't get gay married.
7) Large amounts of strings.
7.1) Cables.
7.1) Cables.
8) Nic Loves Katherine/Party People/Emergency/Posing Asian.
9) Shirtless joggers about.
10) Don't Jump! (Upside down. Yellow.)
10.1) AUDITION
10.2) Sneaky abs (Thanks Caitlyn).
10.1) AUDITION
10.2) Sneaky abs (Thanks Caitlyn).
11) Yellow taxis are not just in movies.
12) Manhatten bridge is very close to Brooklyn Bridge.
12.2) Why do you need two bridges in almost the same place?
12.3) One is new, one is old.
12.2) Why do you need two bridges in almost the same place?
12.3) One is new, one is old.
13) Two-tenths of a mile. 321.87 metres.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
flight thoughts*
thisisa
FINAL
call
forpassengers
Margaret. Ogli.
and
David. Adams.
Please go
IMMEDIATELY
to gatefifteen.
Yourflightisreadytodepart
and allotherpassengers
are waiting
FOR.
YOU.
(You’re supposed to feel
guilty – it’s in the job description.)
In the waiting lounge
Everyone
Someones
are drinking Starbucks
and they are drinking it from
VERY
large cups.
I without my Starbucks, instead
quiet internal conflict realising
downward dogs and similar in
public places/real life
are Not Acceptable.
Semi-paranoid about DVT (Deep Vein
Thombrosis) after reading a
safety card.
Semi-paranoid about many things.
On the plane, though, you can’t stop me.
Small empty spaces are better than large crowded ones for twinkle-toesing
Some of my best penches
have been in small avian toilets
on storm-shifted boulders
and in the shower, shaving my legs.
Gosh, they do talk loudly here don’t they
Obnoxiously polite
Whereas us Kiwis are
politely obnoxious.
ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS:
Please do not whistle.
Whistling is creepy
Creepy-looking persons will be tackled and searched.
You know who should be tackeld?
People wearing American Flag antlers.
Overweight, middle-aged women wearing American Flag antlers.
You don’t look patriotic you just look
Ridiculous.
You look like a grasshopper but less friendly
and less happy.
Attention all customers, for the
safety of others
and mostly for your own
dignity, please remove all ridiculous headwear
THANK YOU.
White man sitting on a very tall and majestic wooden chair
Black man shining his shoes
in a poor-boy cap.
Not even kidding.
Makes me feel a little bit angry
Black man is very, very black.
White man answers his phone and takes an
Important Business Call.
Shiner keeps shining.
Shine man, shine.
Post-watching skin science doco
vitamin D
shining
through small window
rows 42-53
would prefer to look at animated backs of chairs
than the edge of the world.
When the apocalypse happens,
it will happen in seven different colours
I know it
with a perpetual moon.
I had lunch seven hours ago
and I’m about to have breakfast.
My Tuesday 5 July is 40 hours long
My 15 July doesn’t exist
except for a brief flicker
at which moment I cross a man-drawn line
which is probably marginally inaccurate (I assume).
There is a funny smell in economy.
You know you’re in the Angels’ kingdom
when you feel as though you might get
raped in the airport toilets,
a concrete carpark prowl.
*The first verse is a borrowed idea from poet David Best.
FINAL
call
forpassengers
Margaret. Ogli.
and
David. Adams.
Please go
IMMEDIATELY
to gatefifteen.
Yourflightisreadytodepart
and allotherpassengers
are waiting
FOR.
YOU.
(You’re supposed to feel
guilty – it’s in the job description.)
In the waiting lounge
Everyone
Someones
are drinking Starbucks
and they are drinking it from
VERY
large cups.
I without my Starbucks, instead
quiet internal conflict realising
downward dogs and similar in
public places/real life
are Not Acceptable.
Semi-paranoid about DVT (Deep Vein
Thombrosis) after reading a
safety card.
Semi-paranoid about many things.
On the plane, though, you can’t stop me.
Small empty spaces are better than large crowded ones for twinkle-toesing
Some of my best penches
have been in small avian toilets
on storm-shifted boulders
and in the shower, shaving my legs.
Gosh, they do talk loudly here don’t they
Obnoxiously polite
Whereas us Kiwis are
politely obnoxious.
ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS:
Please do not whistle.
Whistling is creepy
Creepy-looking persons will be tackled and searched.
You know who should be tackeld?
People wearing American Flag antlers.
Overweight, middle-aged women wearing American Flag antlers.
You don’t look patriotic you just look
Ridiculous.
You look like a grasshopper but less friendly
and less happy.
Attention all customers, for the
safety of others
and mostly for your own
dignity, please remove all ridiculous headwear
THANK YOU.
White man sitting on a very tall and majestic wooden chair
Black man shining his shoes
in a poor-boy cap.
Not even kidding.
Makes me feel a little bit angry
Black man is very, very black.
White man answers his phone and takes an
Important Business Call.
Shiner keeps shining.
Shine man, shine.
Post-watching skin science doco
vitamin D
shining
through small window
rows 42-53
would prefer to look at animated backs of chairs
than the edge of the world.
When the apocalypse happens,
it will happen in seven different colours
I know it
with a perpetual moon.
I had lunch seven hours ago
and I’m about to have breakfast.
My Tuesday 5 July is 40 hours long
My 15 July doesn’t exist
except for a brief flicker
at which moment I cross a man-drawn line
which is probably marginally inaccurate (I assume).
There is a funny smell in economy.
You know you’re in the Angels’ kingdom
when you feel as though you might get
raped in the airport toilets,
a concrete carpark prowl.
*The first verse is a borrowed idea from poet David Best.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
jumble
When people kiss for Love
they kiss at right angles to each other. Sideways
kissing. Or mutual 45 degree angle
combo to 90 degrees. Horizontal kisses are
clashing kisses.
Clash clash clash.
Groups of six are strange. Although
we fit perfectly at a tall rectangular table I
do not find this situation
manageable. Too much
eyes noise face ice everywhere.
Good water gin.
On-the-face kisses are enjoyable but
I think these are not as common as I think they are.
Which is always slightly awkward.
Not all hugs must result in kisses but
sometimes I forget this
sorry friends.
Just like you lots lots.
Good people person.
There is a chip in my
tea
cup. End.
they kiss at right angles to each other. Sideways
kissing. Or mutual 45 degree angle
combo to 90 degrees. Horizontal kisses are
clashing kisses.
Clash clash clash.
Groups of six are strange. Although
we fit perfectly at a tall rectangular table I
do not find this situation
manageable. Too much
eyes noise face ice everywhere.
Good water gin.
On-the-face kisses are enjoyable but
I think these are not as common as I think they are.
Which is always slightly awkward.
Not all hugs must result in kisses but
sometimes I forget this
sorry friends.
Just like you lots lots.
Good people person.
There is a chip in my
tea
cup. End.
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