He looked like he was about 12. One of those kids who’s the first in his class to grow really groovy sideburns. And he assured us the band playing Adair’s on this desolate Monday night in Deep Ellum was worth a look.
So I’m doing my usual Saturday morning walk with Xena and Ozzy at Melton Hill Park, but it just isn’t working.
We went to the San Antonio Museum of Art yesterday to see Tesoros Modernos (Modern Treasures), a collection of Latin American masterpieces from the Monterrey collection. It was impressive and included a lot of artists I wasn’t familiar with and a few I was. I think my favorite was Alejandro Colunga’s “La Muerta de un […]
Sunday 2/16 I found out today that Junkie John is dead. I guess that really shouldn’t be a surprise. But I still find it disturbing. John and Steve were our next door neighbors in Albuquerque. Each roamed the city with a conure on his shoulder. Steve’s was a Jenday/Sun cross that he called, appropriately enough, […]
Streaming toward 10 degree Knoxville Tennessee this morning with a rollicking China Cat Sunflower percolating around in the cab of my truck, I had one of those moments. Big grin shoots across my face. Chills ripple through me, playing my spine like vibes. A strange, happy tear wells up in my eye. Bruised purple clouds […]
I was driving through the Rape of Hardin Valley this morning on my way to work (the state has decided this rustic road needs to be four lanes), and I saw the oddest site: There, among the dust and commotion of yellow bulldozers scratching the earth like pumped up canaries on steroids, a rotund JimBob […]
I was returning home on Interstate 40 last night when I saw about four or five semis slowed to a crawl in the right lane. Strange. An acrid, burned-rubber smell drifted into my truck. I slowed to about 10 mph and came upon one of the most horrifying things I’ve seen in a long time. […]