The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes but in seeing with new eyes.

Just getting a chance to post these pics from the snow day on Wednesday.

The snow pretty much draped over everything.

Adventureland is just a few doors down.

Icicles yeah.

At least the snow made somebody happy.

So I killed him.




And the rest of the neighborhood.

Metal shavings in the trash down the street.

Animal?

Or Minimal?

The Best Punk is...

Klutch is in the hood.

Value the Authority?

The amoeba reappears.

Why in the world would you tape a photo of your ear on a sign post?

A Dream Within A Dream

~Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

I have always loved this mural on the back of the old Masonic temple come rock club. Reminds me of Too Much Coffee Man's Too Much Espresso Guy.

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Sign's Sign.

apparently Jesus is this drippy handful of melted butter.

Adel Hamad's face is up all over the hood.



And lastly...Say hello to my little friends.

Church fence on 39th street.

Same fence on 39th street.

Small red red on Global Priority USPS sticker. 39th street Masonic Temple in backround.

I can see you back there on that shed behind that boarded up house there on SE Division you sneaky devil.