Watching Coco the Cat lick the dust
off the living room mini-blinds. And
wondering why (me; not necessarily
the cat). Gary and Larry turn thirty-
six tomorrow. I drive folks crazy
for a living. The ambulance was
full or it cannot be helped (I don’t
remember Friday night). I’ve begun
stacking books just so; a conscious
effort at perfect portraiture. And
all I preach is candid shots, never
pose, never pose.... If you lust,
perhaps make it known. As for
myself, I am a totally ineffective
communicator reading Money
Shot in an effort at redemption.
