Where is the hotel?

the minor fall, the major lift

a blaze of light in every word

NE fall

2 day tour break. jen a came out from la, a last minute new england leaf spotting vacation.

fecal face

this guy will text you a photo (do not click unless you want to see the actual photo) of his

feces* for no reason.  beware.

* wrangler brutes - shit search

grimsburgh, pa

scab

in lieu of my solidarity with the writers guild of america please check out this photo new pal shayla took of me in portland last month.

update

this is why i haven't been updating here.

razorshite

from NME.COM:

"Johnny Borrell had been hoping to reunite with his ex-girlfriend, actress Kirsten Dunst, during the band's US tour - however, the tour has been cancelled, rendering Borrell "gutted" (The Sun).

bad news for Razorlight fans. Good news for me. although one could probably make an argument that if you are a Razorlight fan you are used to bad news. i must say that i believe that Johnny Borell has enough money that he can afford to fly himself over to try to re-kindle his romance with Dunst. if he is "gutted" that his cancelled tour of mediocre rock clubs across america will bar him from patching things up then obviously he just does not care enough. i mean a plane ticket london to nyc leaving on friday, november 9 and returning on tuesday, november 13 is only $677, according to Orbitz. That's 4 days to try to patch things up. If he had come over here on tour he would have had probably no more than 3 days in LA. surely one of the biggest rock stars in the UK can afford that. Dunst, he doesn't want you bad enough.

and on top of that there is this, also from NME.com:

More Borrell - the singer also tore his skinny jeans at the Islington Academy, revealing his buttocks on the dancefloor (Daily Star)."

Dunst does not deserve someone that reveals their buttocks at the Islington Academy, which is a gross, dank, disgusting place anyway.

photo from buzzelli's blog. coincidentally she has a Dunst blog today. i plan on bookmarking this particular entry.

i realize that my Dunst obsession has officially become that, an obsession and an unabashed one at that.

Dunst

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mini shar pei

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my apartment

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my job

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tuesday afternoon fantasy.

the end of the tunnel

back at home. another itinerary rendered obsolete. 47th flight this year.
i met a photographer in dc the other day. he told me it was all about the light, taking a good photo.

that's all i saw today... light.

toronto sunset

san bernardino

and finally back in LA. an airport pick up from owleypatrol, dinner at the brite spot and a movie shoot down the street. home.

check back tomorrow for the east coast friend report.