on growing old/staying young together

"We crouched in the open hallway / vomiting into plastic bags / for three hours between St. Pierre and Miquelon. / I never felt closer to you.." Adrienne Rich

From The Love Poems of Rich...Realism vs. Idealization

 

JUDGE THIS

I can't help but notice the bastardization of art online. This in particular has provoked my post...In the early 1990's, American photographer Sally Mann shows her third collection of photographs, entitled Immediate Family.  The collection consists of black and white portraitures of Mann's husband and three children.  You can read about the controversies, etc.  Here is Candy Cigarette:

And HERE is this bullshit re-production if you will I found whilst meandering a little too long on a social networking site:

I have nothing else to say. Except maybe that the internet ruins everything.

déjà vu

We were very tired, we were very merry -

We had gone back and forth all night upon the ferry.

It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable -

But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table,

We lay on the hill-top underneath the moon;

And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.

We were very tired, we were very merry -

We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry;

And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear,

From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere;

And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold,

And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold.

We were very tired, we were very merry,

We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.

We hailed, "Good morrow, mother!" to a shawl-covered head,

And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and the pears,

And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.

new-doo

I spent a long weekend in Long Beach Island this summer. While there, I met this adorable honey-pie Sally. I loved her hair so much. . . . .

a crumbled up paper

"walletta

passport

eric's passport

eric

make-up stuffs

mini red notebook

new book

nail file

tweezers

camera's

french/english dictionary

matches

i-pod

advil packets

sunglasses

rolling papers

hello kitty band-aid's

eye drops

toothbrush

condoms

neosporin

orange guitar pick

spf

i-pod

razor

badescu drying lotion

clean panties

rosebud

multivitamins

inhaler"

this missed my garbage can pre-vacation. i giggled for minutes.

why can't my polaroids look like this??

michelle williams for boy by band of outsiders (i really am loving it)

obsess much?

i didn't think it was possible for women to get boners...that was before i saw sophia loren in the millionairess.

it's july..

and i'm still really, really white.

making the old new again

Yesterday my (much) younger sister Remy and I spent the late afternoon relaxing in our pool.  She started on about a certain friend of hers who is well known around town for dishing blow jobs. Hearing this made me sentimental. Yes, that's right. Back in grammar school, I to had a female acquaintance who was known for her ..big mouth. Then, ah! I remembered everyone referring to her as chicken head, while some of her dissatisfied lovers carved "------- ----- is a chicken head" on the 21st century field wooden park benches (along with her number).

However hilarious our conversation was, it quickly lead to a more important question: What the hell ever happened to the word chicken head? My sixteen year old sister had no idea what it meant.  At first it seemed only logical to blame her waspy bergen county friends. Obviously their i-tunes haven't met the likes of any slick 90's hip hop. I detest the site, but had to look it up on urbandictionary.com. No updates since 09/2005! This upset me. I so hope there is still hope to hear this insidious word out of peoples mouths.

chicken head is the new black!

can i please and thank you.

i can't help myself