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Sort of self explanatory. Bunch of dudes show up for coffee. Suck down brew, get all amped up, nervous, neurotic, then pull out units of technology, toy type things, looking to see who is bigger/harder/faster. You get the picture. They can't contain themselves. The end is near. Thanks. See you later. Goodnight.

Significance. I wonder about my own covert meanings in what I find significant and without any linear or verbal thought, contrive. What is the exformation here?

There is a large spectrum of mediated character development geared towards the consumption of and by children. At whose expense I wonder, and to what result? I am not certain. I found my child encapsulated by such a thing recently. He did not know that I was in voyeur mode. Focused and oblivious to my presence.

Such an interesting little being, this child of mine.

Often, Wednesday mornings, you will find me sitting down for coffee with a group of M.E.N. (aka Marginally Employed Neighbors). The conversation is fast and diverse and getting into that conversation is like jumping onto a moving train. You have to be fast and precise or you'll get dusted.

I stepped into my garden to examine it's contents and enjoy the fruits and vegetables of my labor. A lot of what is in that garden makes a direct deposit into my stomach, bypassing the dinner table altogether. In this case something is missing and must be adjusted for, and so...

Recently my camera went with me as I began my path and trajectory for that specific day. Along the path I interject with my mother (oh god, we have the same drawn face, no comfort from that maternalistic ideal), my dentist, my gas pump, and a woman with a stripper pole in her living room. None of this overly planned, somewhat random. A channel for My Days.

I grasp daily for what I pretend are certain tangibilities in my life, grasping, and always I am surprised.

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On almost a daily basis as I traverse my city that I live in I quickly and almost without notice pass people whose experience is that of the voiceless community we call homeless. It is a fragile life for whom these people we see or choose not to see suffer a loss of dignity which is both politically and economically compromised. A source of story that has caught my attention and opened some thoughts as it puts a face on homelessness that I have not seen has been the photo work of Mashuga. In this video I take several of his photos and fragment them while I play my guitar.

Here is my mother. Here is a list of the drugs she is given at her retirment home plus costs. This is a monthly billing. All meds are required to be packaged in single units for distribution to the inmates. Oyster Calcium 50 ----- 5.50 Aspirin 325mg EC ------ 3.44 Enalapril Maleate ------ 64.13 Metoprolol 25mg -------- 9.63 Lipitor 20mg tabs-------108.69 Zyprexa 2.5mg --------- 35.29 Vitamin B-12 tabs------- 11.07 Hydorchlorothiazi-------- 9.19 Aricept 10 mg tab-------146.84 total 394.64 Aricept is for Alzheimer's disease. Lipitor is for cholesterol. Enalapril Maleate is to lower blood pressure. Zyprexa "is a medication that can open doors of possibilty for people affected by schizophrenia or acute bipoloar mania." She used to drink a lot of alcohol and bug the fuck out of me. She is 85 tears old.

Click Image to View Movie dissonant morning. i am taking us into the backyard. socks and no shoes. and self accompanied with some keyboard and midi stuff. out of tune also. that's the way my life is. god. while i was playing i was thinking it's a good thing i don't own a gun. i'd vlog myself with a pistol to my head , pulling the trigger. just to see what it would be like. such a mystery.

Click Image to View Movie jeez. it's past noon and the kid is still in his jammies. but what the hey. it's sunday, so he's practicing some obscure and original form of yoga or something here. i find delight in his child like sense of the world. i am envious

Click Image to View Movie I found a rather interesting device hanging in the backyard today. A spider had attached a web of it's own making to a small redwood chip that was located previously and approximately at a point six or seven feet lower then previously located. I was consumed. And played my guitar.

Click Image to View Movie In working with video blogging it is sometimes very relevant to focus on a specific work, as i have done in this case, and at this point. I am guilty of regurgitation. Thanks.