Friday, January 29, 2010

alighting the parallel

wednesday night, m noticed the halo around the moon. we were about two blocks from where i first lived when i moved to seattle in 2002... i never would have thought that nearly 8 years later, i'd be trying to take a picture of the sky from that street. some things just never occur to me as possibilities.

the halo didn't show up, really. i haven't the equipment to capture aureolae.
tonight, 29 jan, is the first moon of the new year, which is apparently called the "wolf moon." today is also its closest orbit to the earth, otherwise known as its perigee. i have learned so much from being able to sloth around my lair in my knickers, sweatily manhandling my iphone!
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today is grey. this week's medication hit me hard. my whole body hurt and i awoke feeling both sweaty and clammy- a disgusting combination. actually, clammy is always gross. even the word is vile- it sounds like what it is. i walked around seattle center, intending to see where they've torn down most of the rides, but i decided that this would break my heart, so i wandered around the fountain instead. two boys were running through the spray in t-shirts. a lone man played guitar on a bench.

this pleases me. in the summer these trees shade the entire street.
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i didn't really show too many hawai'i pictures... realized this whilst scanning through today's far less attractive photographs. who wants to see mundane photographs from a sunnier, albeit grouchier era? fuck, it seems like months ago. i'm okay with that.
this is the drunk guy from the first night, the soon-to-be lovemakah. he was trashed. his name was johnny, i think. this was at the first bar we could find... "nashville waikiki." it was actually pretty cool, mostly because it wasn't playing country music. two young things with much hair product were dancing to the eurythmics instead.

the first day at the hostel... bad placement of head in relation to mural.

this was abandoned. i love finding shit like this.

another market in chinatown.

one of the hotel-spelunking elevators. "ooh, infinity!" i remember saying, waving my arm. d is in the background, detached.

you could find a HUGE VALUABLE pearl! only $14.95!

fuck, meerkats are adorable. alas, the little bastard wouldn't turn around.

there is something quite sad about taking one's self-portrait in honolulu. i wanted proof of being in the lovely room i got to enjoy for the last two days.

an artifact of the 'real' honolulu.

i am currently at one of my favorite cafes:

outside the window the sky is dark and rain drips from awnings. and if i look straight ahead, i catch a glimpse of my distorted reflection in a metal toaster. the music is really good. the mate chai is delicious also. this, right this moment, is my tiny slice of the world.

1 comment:

Bronto Love said...

Lovemakah? Guess you violated your "no moustache" rule. Nice ass shot. :P