This Week in Pictures

A Bald eagle was hanging out at work.



It was bring your dog to work week, which is nothing special, it's always bring your dog to work week.


The Kale is ready for sale.


I took a day off work and went and helped my friend Paulette garden at Jessica Lange's house she is selling. I haven't been there for a few years and it has changed a lot. All the bushes and trees are so much bigger. Lots of deadheading to do and general weeding. Jessica was there and it was good to see her again. As she ran her fingers through my hair (I think she loves me -Ha.) I asked her about how The making of Grey Gardens went. She said it was fun. I tried to get her to sing for me but no go. She talked of cat wranglers and said they even had a raccoon wrangler. I had forgot about the raccoons, how could I forget the raccoons? Only in the movies can you have a job as coon wrangler. Maybe I could be a plant wrangler?


A glowing red monkey in my bedroom.


In Memoriam: My friends Jan and Christina helped their friend Jake embark on the grand journey. He was a very cool dog and I mean that in the beat-est sense of the word. When he visited work he could forage his own food. We would find tin cans out in the field that he had gathered out of the garbage, He had licked them clean and even bit through the tin, I am sure a talent he acquired when he rode the rails with Kerouac. He seemed so independent but then loved love. He was very well traveled. From his mysterious beginnings to spending some of his time in Canada, he smelled as much of the world as a dog can smell. Walk on faithful friend.



On the fifteenth floor
the dog chews a bone-
Screech of taxicabs.

An unpublished Haiku by Allen Ginsberg 1955