Saturday, June 13, 2009

Wrench Day


Friday, June 12, 2009

Famous, bitches.

Ready to eat?



Wednesday, June 10, 2009


He was actually checking out a chick that just jogged by. Silas has been at the shop, operating the lift and getting greasy and exercising his joy.


You may recognize the striped thermal from the Oysters post. This is a different kid, acting sullen.

A tricycle may seem like a step back from the furious glory of the Skuut bike, but goddammit, a boy has to learn to work the pedals sometime.

Good work, Cal.

Eddy Current Suppression Ring



Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Old Car

The rear main bearing was installed upside-down
starving the cam of oil and of course seizing the crank solid
I broke the engine down this morning and dragged the pieces off to the
men with the big machines to have their way with them
They will come back to me clean but
tonight my nailbeds are grey
stiff jeans and my
white shirt shows a spray of oil across the belly
The gash in my forearm goes right through the
tattoo and there's a flash of pink meat underneath
which makes everything feel real and alright

I rode my bicycle home from the shop and spent the evening
rolling around on the front grass with my sons
They are gorgeous creatures
They are gorgeous creatures
I keep falling asleep with my eyelids fluttering
dreaming about driving the old car again

Monday, June 1, 2009

Swell Maps

I woke up from my nap today humming this song.

My boon companion, heterosexual life-partner, and designated driver J Bluh turned me on to these noise/punk superheroes 15 years ago, and thanks to the majick of the porn box, I can now share them with you.

You should listen to this as loud as you can stand and do a herky-jerky dance.

And here's another bit. Remember the loudness. And the dancing.