K, Edie believed to me that she-is ie: we-are Jewish I love it.
Folks hiding it for centuries - assimilation or death ...
Help Mom and me-us
Go G-Ma!: Hilda Blumer Thacher ++++
I finish this "Light In August".
Lightly-stoned on "Lava" from Iceland.
I'll just float here a bit ...
Lightly-stoned on "Lava" from Iceland.
I'll just float here a bit ...
?! R&B in East Pasadena:
Wilson Jr Hi + '51+.
Listen to Huggie Boy on our radios. Wolf Man Jack.
Three little whities ride the trolly & bus to LA's Vernon At Central record store.
Buy R&B 45's to bring back for selves and 7th grade parties.
We found LittleRichard in mid '50's.
He fucking came to Pasadena in '56.
We got front row.
All by himself the Man was explosive messianic.
Danced balanced his piano-chair up in his mouth.
Seems we imported black R&B to the lil-ole-white-ladies-of-East Pasadena.
Some of their children can still be heard sayin' "Nigger" if you listen.
Joined the army to get out of town.
Berkeley next.
Now you sign books & I'm invited.
Stay well Joel Selvin.
And Thank you for this back-in-our-day picture at Vernon and Central.
And Thank you for this back-in-our-day picture at Vernon and Central.
Wrote:
As some kinda Zizek-commie w/entitled whiteguy-wetsuit cred ... n blah bla bs.
I will remain discombobulated.
Damn right I'll vote for saving more lives with Barack Hussein Obama II.
Human nature will not cease to beget evilites.
? When is it that real 'Evolution' kicks-in.
? Could this be intelligent-design.
! Unholy-Shit.
Wrote:
Capitalism is an evil human nature encourages.
Capitalism is an evil human nature encourages.
Stage:
We experienced "CHINGLISH".
David Henry Hwang.
A treasure-package.
My find among the gifts:
Western romantic-love-life bind
vis a vis
Respect-commitment-family bind.
We experienced "CHINGLISH".
David Henry Hwang.
A treasure-package.
My find among the gifts:
Western romantic-love-life bind
vis a vis
Respect-commitment-family bind.
Heard:
Oh, he'll always need a sub.
Oh, he'll always need a sub.
Dream.
I have recurring classroom dreams.
Usually 5-7 AM.
I am frantically rearranging the furniture.
Class starts in minutes.
Wildly I have no plan for the lesson.
This time:
Alone in this big yellowish, off-white room.
High ceiling, bare walls, white tables, no supplies.
People I can't see, "Your father is having an attack."(? Heart-choking-seizure)
My father's severed head is brought in, put on a table in front of me.
They, "The only way to save him, we had to cut off all the rest."
If he's to live, it's understood, I must to give him mouth-to-mouth.
I do it. It's not ghastly. He pukes up some bile. Starts to breath.
Me, "He's not dead."
He does not speak or look at me. The breathing head.
I think, "This won't work. A head can't survive.
? How the fuck does a head do things. ? How can I care for a head.
I can't."
I put the head on it's side and cover it with a cloth.
I see that it tries to stay alive.
I decide not to help ... and wake up.
! Major Powers sold-out the "Bottom Of The Hill" last night.
! Their Vinyl was released.
! BigFun. Thanks Nick-Kevin-Dylan & TheMoonbeamer.
! BigFun. Thanks Nick-Kevin-Dylan & TheMoonbeamer.
I decided to trade My vintage prints for U.S.D. @ 'market-value'.!.
Flickr-fellow comments on a picture of mine:
Him:
Very cool yet creepy.
With that said...isn't this just a photo you took of someone else's pic???
A little bit misrepresentative don't you think....
Me:
Thank you.
With that said ...
Oh, dear.
I'm a street photographer-hunter-gatherer.
For fun try: billdane.com
I built it for you.
Him:
Nice website Bill...interesting pics.
Me:
My pleasure.
The evolution from Volume 1 thru 14.
Picture by picture, 1969 - 2012.
No deviant god nor concept me-truckin' hath driven.
Thank the spirits you wrote !
Know that some-persons call persons-like-me names = mini-doodoo.
Try living Black-Palestinian-Jew-Latino-Queer-'Trash'-Commie +.
I am on record as an appropriation-lover and self-defining commie.
Love.
Bill.
YouTube new-stuff.
¿With white-whiny-entitled-gadfly?
Go figure.
I'm tryin'...
I'm tryin'...
I read an email:
"I think Volume 2 scared the shit out of people.
When you went one step further in Volume 3
they had to let go because their tiny shitty little brains
couldn’t deal with the fear.
Whata buncha fuckin seat-belted mannequins."
Volume 14 is in-progress.
"One Hundred Years Of Solitude".
What else would I think about.
Time to at-least chuckle.
?Wry. ?Bemused. !Amazed. !Sad.
?Wry. ?Bemused. !Amazed. !Sad.
Always.