Thursday, October 29, 2009

 

Monday, October 26, 2009

 

Turn around, bright eyes


Thursday, September 17, 2009

 

Stanley Hymovitz, 9/24/34-8/17/09







Somewhere around the age of 13.






















Stan was in the leatherhead generation, no face masks. He played center, and went on to play semi-pro in Philadelphia.




















In the '60's, in North Phila.

















Stan with Aunt Zelda, who he loved more than anyone.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

 

This Party Took a Turn for the Douche

By Garfunkel and Oates


...c/o Shannon Douche Smith

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

 

Douuuche Clup


Saturday, July 18, 2009

 

"Adult" education




The selfish little takers are boys this Quarter. Mr. Personality x 3 = me learning to let go. "Being listened to" is so overrated, anyway. One is a narcissist with severe ADD, ("I am a Phoenix,") the other has the veteran's PTSD, the third is kind of sweet and OK/overgrown child type.
The ladies for the most part are self-contained, so far. Only one seems potentially needy. Fortunately for evening glass there looks to be a potential 4 foot swell.
*Note to Angela Dufresne: 3 foot at Rockaway today...? I saw it on the ethernet surf report, which often lies, but...

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

 

Buster, The Man






Rest in peace, dear friend.

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

 

Capt'n's Log

Current Log: The Swiss Roll

This month's lady problem is the backlash slasher movie, again. Doesn't happen to me often, but when it does, I'll tell you what. Like dialysis where half of my body weight and life force, in blood, is drained out of my lady hole. Iron pills, red whine, coconut donut= my one shot at living to see my grand daughter's Bat Mitzvah. Next year in Jerusalem. The other fucking awesome thing I've realized is, peri fucking manopause. That's what's wrong with me. Speaking of backlash. It's not nice, will not be nice for the next 8 years. People will be cut, there will be blood on the walls, and not just squirting from my PUSSYHOLE, either. I'm sorry. All friends and loved ones should dump me now, before the going gets tuff.

Friday, June 05, 2009

 






PD, how could you punch me in the face?

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

 

Lettuce Alone


Thursday, May 28, 2009

 

Rosanna Bruno: extraordinary painter of beautiful things, excellent person in general

Rosanna Bruno
New Paintings

May 28th - June 21, 2009
Opening Reception:
Saturday, May 30, 6-8pm

Gallery Hours:
Thursday - Monday: 10:00 - 5:30pm
www.johndavisgallery.com

John Davis Gallery
362 1/2 Warren Street
Hudson, NY 12534


Rosanna Bruno
www.rosannabruno.com


"Kick it Out"

40"x28" oil on linen, 2008


Monday, April 13, 2009

 

Let us now praise these famous Gentlemen!



Proud Union brothers, loyal to each other through thick and thin.
Each risking his own life for the lives of the others.

Monday, March 23, 2009

 

I have a question,

and that is:

what is wrong with men?




Figure (1) hmmm...



Figure (2) Commando Anus Face



Figure (3) Tender Moments

Saturday, March 14, 2009

 

The Kids of Today are Clearly Alright

Surprise surprise, another great show by Forever, the band that gives us hope for the future.
Sheana's vocals are stronger than ever, and have gotten even more nuanced and expressive. She sounds great. Jen's standout bass lines kick mega butt, son, plus her voice works perfectly with Sheana's in their well written harmony moments. Joel's fast drumming is very precise and disciplined, yet he gives it a free and expressive feeling. Their new addition, Joe, fills out and grounds their sound a whole lot on his hollow body guitar. Clean, bright and strong are the qualities that struck me about Forever's blossomed sound. Everything seems right now. I hereby declare that these talented kids must keep on keeping on.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

 

Capt'n's Log

Imagine my delight when upon meeting the leader of one of my favorite bands, The Aisler's Set, I found out that she was visiting California to surf! I tried not to bombard her with my intense fan energy. Whether or not it worked I cannot say. How does one reconcile shyness with excitement? One probably does not!


We agreed to surf every day. After fiveish days of good waves together at PV cove, I was ultimately amazed by the fact that some people, who are in my opinion among the best pop song writers around, are also naturally gifted at surfing. I think she said she'd only been surfing a year and a half. Whatever, some people just have it like that. They understand impossible things. The rest of us struggle just to keep our heads above water. It's cool. In three years she will be amazing. For 2009, Linton takes the Rookie of the Year Award.



David Nuuhiwa, The Supertones

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

 






















































Monday, February 02, 2009

 

Monday, January 26, 2009

 

Who let the dogs out

Link
Urijah Faber, aka "The California Kid," has brought it again, defeating Jens Pulver for the second time last night at the San Diego Sports Arena. This puts his record at 22-2. Okay?









We didn't see how empty our little lives were till last night, when we experienced for the first time the extreme world of live mixed martial arts/cage fighting. Holy smokes. The audience was a sea of choad with scattered strippers and a few rocker moms, ALL OF WHOM went wild when Urijah came out into the arena. We were like whoa, he is completely a superstar in the world of cage fighting. Dick Blu immediately started freaking out with worry over cousin Urijah's safety, but he totally kicked butt like some sort of ninja, and it was all over in under 2 minutes. Turns out the world's sweetest guy in real life is a killer in the cage. At 5'6" and 145 lbs., he may not be large, but he is evidently in charge.


I nearly died of shock when I went out to two events in one weekend, the other one being the Thorns of Life show in Long Beach.

This was my favorite song:


Tuesday, December 30, 2008

 

Scared Rabbit












































Literally and metaphorically.

Friday, December 19, 2008

 

Everyone in the car. Fieldtrip to Salvation Mountain for D. Blue's bday...






Tuesday, December 09, 2008

 

Friday, November 14, 2008

 

Geoffrey Chadsey at Jack Shaiman



Do it, go to this show immediately.










Jam, 2006

Sunday, November 09, 2008

 

Snatch










Wednesday, November 05, 2008

 

I can't stop crying.





Never in my entire life have I felt any kind of joy or even true belief in our political system. As far back as I can remember, my soul has craved human liberation and awakening. That impossible dream, that great paradigm shift now seems possible. Right now, anything seems possible.

Monday, November 03, 2008

 

"Shows in different area codes" that I have missed/will miss, sadly.





Unbreak My Heart at Pluto
starring Rosanna Bruno.
Right now I'm feeling Creamsicle.













Floating Weeds, Angela Dufresne's solo show at Galleria Glance in Turin. My current fave painting of this group is A Tree House for Roky Erickson.



The Greater New York Smudge Cleanse, by Jeanine Oleson. It's been brought.


Photo

Friday, October 31, 2008

 

Team Shredder Book of the Month Club

STEAL BACK YOUR VOTE!!!
Thank you for this, Greg Palast and Bobby Kennedy, Jr.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

 

World Champs!


Thanks to Zoe Strauss, whose pictures eased my homesickness.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

 

Jackson 1998-2008



Long live the Jackson.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

 

Friday, October 10, 2008

 

I heart Heart even more now


This is real. Click on the realness to enlarge and read them reading McChoad.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

 

From A Left Wing


We love From A Left Wing, Jennifer Doyle's excellent blog about all things soccer and plus.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

 

Friday, September 19, 2008

 

HALF WAY TO 88 by SUNDAY 9/21


The Capt'n's Special Day....
is almost here!
It seemed so far. But now? Its near.
Her Special Day.
Why can't it last?
Her Special Day
...will soon
...be...
past.




Thursday, September 04, 2008

 

plus also


 

art camp art camp!

Rock on Campers! We who remain squirming in this mortal coil of the everywhere else called not-art-camp salute you! How we long to see your muddy knees lined up in front of the couch at night and dream of eating tasey bites of crisps from your exhalted paint-covered fingers in the mornings, of afternoons hiding in the reeds to catch wild turkeys in our teeth.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

 

S is for Soothing

It's possible that anxiety sometimes occurs. Shuttling dear friend with badly broken wrist to and from hospital could possibly spur an episode. Seeing the disturbing negatives might only make it worse. Thinking of dear friend with no medical or disability insurance, or, now, livelihood might encourage a person to become nervous. Waving goodbye to The Mrs., who is embarking on a 10-day intensive, outdoor teaching gig in the 120 degree desert heat could be upsetting, knowing that before The Mrs. gets home, certain people will have already left to go back to Philadelphia to care for suicidally depressed favorite uncle with multiple, potentially fatal health issues. Even the cats are worrisome. Coyotes circle the house at night, shrieking maniacally. Locking cats in before dark gave a partial sense of security, til the more feral one of the two was recently spotted running after, not from, a coyote. All other good friends nearby are desperately broke and in trouble.

Bandits lurk in the shadows, waiting to pounce. Skeletons laugh at me. What trouble waits beyond tomorrow?


Let us think of what is soothing:







Rice.










Mom's old copy of Say it in Yiddish.






































The theme song from Room 222.














And when the chips are REALLY down....purring kitty.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

 

Blorkra, a Tragic Figure




A new Werk is in the Werks, and although it is too early and I do not feel at liberty to speak of it at length, I will say that it has something to do with Blorkra, pictured at right. Blorkra: post-human, all-feeling, vulnerable. Awaiting inevitable attack and possible murder at the hands of The Boat People. Wishing s/he had stayed put in the water, where it is much safer.

Monday, July 21, 2008

 

RESONATE/OBLITERATE



















(click on image to enlarge)

Monday, July 14, 2008

 

Team Shredder Book of the Month Club


Harsh tokes all around at Team Shredder HQ. The need for cleaning never ends, only my denial about it.

Today's goals:
1. Get dressed before 11:00 AM
2. Find shorts that don't scrape extreme sunburn on legs
3. Organize kitchen closet, aka "The Cyclone."
4. Deal with bushy bush front yard and existential parking lot back yard
5. Do at least 2 sun salutations and hang upside down on inversion table
6. Human contact

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

 

Last Week in Sports

Who the hell cares about the World Cup or the US Open?
What I found to be the most helpful during the tough days with uncle Stan, in no particular order, were:







Venus and Serena at Wimbledon


















The voice of Harry Kalas during the daily Phillies games. (We miss you, Ritchie Ashburn.)



Team USA Women's Softball.
We watched several games from their tour, including an exciting victory against Team Canada, and several others against college teams.
In Stanley's analysis, the pitchers rank in this order:

#1: Cat Osterman
#2: Jennie Finch
#3: Monica Abbott


We also very much enjoyed the big hitting of Crystl Bustos.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

 

Our The Cap'n: Lover and Fighter

Dark days in Philadelphia, PA where our hero literally carries her uncle on her back to seven doctors per day, and also while she makes chopped liver sandwiches to feed to him so he can remember that he wants to live.




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