There were only two or three good teepees in the whole outfit and the only shelter they had was a piece of canvas hung overr the willows, under which I sw the old people and the children huddled.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

During the two days I spent with them, it rained continually, and I noticed that these people did not have tents.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

June, 1933. There are 1933. There are 170 Indians in the band, belonging to the Beaver tribe. They are on their last legs.
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He made some notes to send to Ottawa:
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He knew a fair bit about horses, and little bit about Indians. And he heard about the terrible winter up there. But what he saw was worse than he expected.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

Mindy Christiansen, who was watching from the trail near where he had parked his truck, had been appointed Inspector of Indian Agencies for the region the previous spring.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

The legs became longer, as eohippus changed into mesohippus and merchippus and then pliohippus, running faster each time, rearing up higher, kicking harder, eventually emerging as equus.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

At first, Eohippus and her kin were at home in the rain forests and swamps, but as these changed to savannah land all the places to hide disappeared, replaced by places to run.
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So the toes went, slowly but surely, until all that was left were some bones up above the ankle and a little bit of the pad of the foot.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

HOrses have extraordinary generosity of sporit, and remarkable patience in dealing with humans.
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where...when...dismantle...weather....wuther...were and wence...in an artificial universe...without which....get on with...the major problem...of governing people...anyone...people are a problem...who...who can possibly....pussy...pussy...don't get involved...rain is wet I think...do you hear questions? And look what else they left me...who can tell who can tell?
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quien es la gata mas guapa?
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Horse, Lewis, goodbye

what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this

SSSoooooooooooooooo...sigh.

so...Karen, L chicka de mesas a Der Strand...tiene un segundo trabajo.

Ella necessita leer blogs y preguntar los escribadores, "do you want to review books?"

Entonces, digo, "Por supuesto! Como No!"

Entonces, esta compania: Meryl Zegarek Public Relations, Inc. (MZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzPR, I)
(m' envoyen???)(me da?)(sent me) estos libros:

1) TIME TO SAY GOODBYE-by PAT MacENULTY

Forty-four chapters with a light house and an Annie Lennoxesque Diva on the cover.

"Vera Lee was a fast learner. She had learned from Lance Underwood how to discern a Merlot from a Pinot Noir..."

2) The C. S. LEWIS CHRONICLES The indispensable Biography of the Creator of Narnia Full of Little-Known Facts, Events and Miscellany-by COLIN DURIEZ

3) HORSE: HOW THE HORSE HAS SHAPED CIVILIZATIONS-by J. Edward Chamberlin

includes such topics as "OUT OF THE MIST: Horses and Humans in the Americas", "MAKING TROUBLE: Horses and war", and "GREAT HORSE CULTURES OF THE WORLD: From Ancient China to Modern Europe"

entonces espero para (mi pelo?) a venir sec(o?) y empezo a leer estos libros finos.

sigh...fe...fe...feeling burried
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

dream life message provides account in freudian terms equiped with language koan video game psychonauts programed woof bears attacking bunnies and anything can happen because its dream logic black velvet matador paintings manhole captain of high school wrestling team none of which was true it stood for his rage and embarrassment fear of having a brain stolen he's coming.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

sigh...so much to read...so much to read.
phote taken with my lovely mini dv camera

life drawing 235

what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this

Hello...it is Friday...February 3, 2003...I sit in my apartment...apartment 47...my roommates are out...either that or they are being very quiet. My internet connection is down. I just installed this WordPerfect 11. Now I am practicing typing...typing without looking at the keyboard.
So blah, blah, blah, blah, blah da de da curious isn’t it that one can type one blah with no spelling flag, but two blahs raises a flag comme ca:
blah blah
sigh...will wonders never cease?
Maybe I will try my internet connection again...sigh.
An unfriendly roommate and a sketchy wireless connection
can be aggravating in the extreme.
Hey this instant spell check is amazing.
Where have you been all my life, instant spell check?
Last night I went to a free drawing session at a gallery in the Bronx.
The gallery is called Haven...its at 235 141st st.
not far from Barry’s Factory.
They are having an opening there tonight.
13 women artists on thirteen walls.
Now I want to see if I can get this Motorola Phone
to do some fancy tricks.

state of the unununion

what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this

whell...removing debris...deeper challenges...relief...teach upward mobility...work for the day...justice...hope opportunity...HIV/AIDS...ryan white act...end the waiting list...working closely with african american churches...ideological conflict we didnothing to invite(???!!!)

complicit in the oppression of others...turn back or finish (what?)

compete and excell...move forward...optimistic...a gulf between the parties(???)

hello...hello...shake hands...hello...hello...shake hands shake hands...what will be remembered?

concilliation...autograph...autograph...ask people for sacrafice...deficits have gotten bigger...evesdropping...details?

supreme court...domestic surveillience...controvercy...advantage...sit back and wait to be hit again...9/11...american lives...center of the fight between...spin...sides...CBS?

Sides...ABC?

Sides...Disney?

Sides...AOL/TimeWarner?

Exxon? Microsoft?



Does this supposed conflict keep the public blind to some gross excesses and the loss of public assets like airwaves?

whose spaghetti is this?

what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this what is this

What was I thinking?

Oh yeah...It's 2006.

I got a new calander.

It's got quaint black n' white photos
of people in France.

Maybe I'll have a quaint year.

sigh.

2006.

hmmm...I'm listening to a recording of peter gabriel
talking about his dad and his baby.
it was in a book out on the dollar cart.
The book is written in polish or czech.
so...I can't read it...sigh.

hmmm...peter gabriel has a kind voice
much different than when he's singing.

Oh wait...i guess that was Robert Fripp.
Now it's Adrian Belew talking about crayons.

And nowAnneke van Giersbergen.

I guess this disk is a bunch of musicians
talking...they are choosing their
words carefully and being thoughtfully reflective
and sincere...i like that...careful sincerity.

and the accents...i love the accents.

the way that guy just said "Bruvver"
my hero, Michael Stipe talking about
commerce sounding wired on adreneline(sp?)

lou reed doing impressions
and leaving long...pauses...here...and
there..."as much as I could...is that slow
or is that fast? Da...da...da...da...da...da..da.
once/i/pondered/weak/and/weary
no scotch no cigars

mark knopfler sounding sleepy
talking about falling asleep playing
and being lazy
ropert plant listing things
talking about time.

Steve Hogart talking about magic
and counting...sat-A-lights...and Britney
Spears.

"Yeah, you bet I am"
oh Iggy!!
I think I stood next to you
in the history section.

sigh...quelle an...tout le temps

Porquepine(sp?) tree?

fly...fly...or dumbo (DUMBO?)

where are we going?

Will there be prizes?

Who IS driving?

mr. hetfield?

quien?

24...24...hours ago oh OH

what is this what is this what is this what is this
what is this what is this what is this what is this
what is this what is this what is this what is this
what is this what is this what is this what is this

last night at grassroots someone played
Strawberry Fields...this is a song I've heard
over and over and over and over
as it was one of the first 45 records Matthew
ever purchased...
I never really understood or thought I missheard
the part about nothing

to get hung about...

it's sunday and I don't know what I'm doing...

its sunday and I don't know what I'm doing...


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ok...I'm hooked...hook hook hooked...
on phonetics,
on repetition,
on lists,
on old, yellow, colorless-purple typed...
letters
and adjec
tives...ja...
je pense..je

suis...truely
hooked on all that...mr safire
what about hooking in wartime
1941...gardens and scrapbooks
and the word...um

what was that word?

je ne peut re...re...re

nevermind