Concept: The Visual Arts: A History, by Hugh Honour and John Fleming.

As part of my development of Urbantasm, I’ve been attempting a complete-as-possible review of the history of the West… generally speaking I’m up through the end of the Roman Republic, but since New York has such an unparalleled array of Art museums, I’ve actually gone ahead in the history of visual art, and I’m almost done with The Visual Arts: A History, by Hugh Honour and John Fleming.

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Galvane 15, 30.

– Yesterday sucked. I got a lot accomplished, but it nevertheless sucked. So instead of regaling you with that, I’ll talk about baseball.

– A friend of me called me out on a couple recent shout-outs to the Cleveland Indians. “Fuck the Tribe,” was what he said, specifically, although I think the sentiment was something along the lines of “How could you support the Indians when they kept Detroit out of the playoffs?”

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Event: Flint mayoral race update, 10/9/07.

From the Flint Journal:
Complete Coverage.
Recent posts: Share your thoughts, Top Pastors Endorse Williamson, Walling, Williamson to speak at Rotary, City of Flint lowers suplus estimate, Time is running out to register to vote, Chamber PAC to host candidates, Prized UAW endorsement goes to no one, Firefighters union backs Williamson, Mayor says city has jail money, Former Stanley aide heads Walling’s north-end HQ, Court of public opinion: Lawsuit costs become election issue.

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Body: Weight.

I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks. I mean I’m a girl that likes the storms. I love feeling alive, I love walking out in the cold in my bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes.
– Tori Amos

The end may justify the means as long as there is something that justifies the end.

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Diary: In October, 1987.

In October, 1987.

I don’t remember anything about October, 1987, really.

Actually, I do think I can scare up at least one memory with some reliability:

I would (I believe) have been a Wolf Scout in Cub Scouts in Flushing. This means that this would have been the month where I fell victim to an overactive imagination and got scared by thoughts of the headless horseman at a pumpkin carving Cub Scout meeting.

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Galvane 13, 30.

– I’ve been deeply involved in my job search, and it’s superceded writing in demands on my time lately. Some good news is that my wife and I were able to lock down a car at a pretty good deal (her parents helped us), and we’ll drive it back to New York this weekend.

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