\\ bath sink

it smells like caulking and leftover pizza, and my sink is a bathtub.
this was not a rock and roll party, but a good evening over all.

what i've been up to for the last little while:

- saw ladysmith black mambazo
- lost $105 and still of yet to find it
- bought two for one jumbo corn pops
- saw chubby carrier and the bayou swamp band
- saw the campbell brothers
- worked in the shop
- jumped fences to get to julia wakal's house

i also watched in the realms of the unreal. it's about a man who
is virtually invisible but created a
world for himself to become supremely creative and sexually sheltered.
henry darger wrote a 15,000 page novel with over 300 full colour
illustrations (some over ten feet long)
it's an interesting viewing, a bit slow. but tells the story of his life
(he also crafted an auto-biography) and how people misjudged him.
i can only hope to have such a dedicated _anything_ to put my life towards.


i'm sure other things happened. but those were the best things.
bored over here, please come and play.

aidan.

(ps. i want my sink to be fixed so i can do dishes - NOT in my bathtub)