Category Archives: Happiness or not
Balcony
‘You need to think, and thinking well is the hardest thing in the world to do.’ —Vivian Gornick I was sitting on a balcony above a sea of heads, close to the edge, looking down on a lit stage. … Continue reading
Bicycle diary
The gross and net result of it is that people who spent most of their natural lives riding iron bicycles over the rocky roadsteads of this parish get their personalities mixed up with the personalities of their bicycle as … Continue reading
The FEED
Sometimes everything seems so oh, I don’t know. – Joe Brainard Twitter is no place for a human being. – @themanwhofell I joined Twitter about four years ago. I don’t remember why. It might have been because I had something … Continue reading
Keep human!
Take it easy, but take it. – Woody Guthrie Some things from the week. Armoured and alarmed my CV. Looked for a job. Made some “calls”. Disarmed my CV. Fell over onto some stupid rocks, twisted my ankle. Thought about the … Continue reading
Talk first to the dog
If you cross paths with someone walking a dog, do you talk first to the person or the dog? Matthew Yeager, A Jar of Balloons or The Uncooked Rice Dogs chasing my car in the desert by John Divola 1. … Continue reading
London’s hair is burning
Hair is dead cells. When it’s on you, we all want to touch it, but as soon as it’s off you, in your bed or your shower, it’s suddenly, oooh, horrible. So hair’s a really weird thing. But I think … Continue reading
The orange cone
Savage Eyes On Wednesday after work I got on my bike and rode home. At an intersection on Brixton Road I pulled up behind a big red bus. It was dark, and I could see parts of my reflection in … Continue reading
I guess there was a sense of inevitability about it
Astronomers are greatly disappointed when, having traveled halfway around the world to see an eclipse, clouds prevent a sight of it; and yet a sense of relief accompanies the disappointment. Simon Newcomb Jean-François Martin, Le Monde des livres (‘The world of … Continue reading
A pride of bicycles: Part V
Rachel Bone i. The most prevalent road-rage gesture I see in London is the one I call the Seinfeld. It’s exactly the kind of gesture Jerry would make when saying: “What IS thaaaat?” It’s exasperation, outrage, bafflement. It’s almost an … Continue reading
Eat me a feeling
My best friend jokes that it’s a good thing I knew I was supposed to have nipples or I would have picked mine off by now; I understand insecurity. – A Lady (“one of several rotating ladies who know everything”, … Continue reading
