Bare trees at twilight

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It takes four kinds of dirt to keep America strong.

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There will always be enough parking. Just as there will always be enough air and enough water and enough earth to grow our bounty in. It is a human right to have enough parking no matter how big the car is or how many of them there are. Many people find it too difficult to walk now. Their legs are too thin to support their bodies. This is what creative design is all about. And that is why we have cars and trucks. God wants us to drive and God, in his wisdowm, wants us to park in the handicap zone. That's just the way it is. Deal with it.

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If you're lucky, at the end of the day you are left with the stillness of fading light.

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One of the strange things about living in Washington DC, and there are many, is the almost complete lack of any indication that we are at war. I recognize that this is an important part of the overall plans made for the invasion of Iraq, that the war not upset or inconvenience any sector of the economy, but it is eerie to the extreme anyway. If you stopped looking at news headlines, either printed, broadcast, or web based, there would be nothing else to let you know that a war was on in a country on the other side of the Atlantic. It's like passing a burning monk in the street on your way to work and having no one comment or flinch from the smell of burning flesh because it would not be polite to do so. It's like having two different worlds co-existing at the same time and both are just a little "off", and somewhere in the distance we can hear a sound made by the man who stands behind the man who is working the war machine. But the slightest breeze drowns it out and we fall back into the dream where no one is screaming and no one is dead.

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This is how they build it: First there is a hole; a deep, watery, empty hole. Then there is a basement. The basement will hold up what happens above and also control what happens below. Then they start to put the bones, the structure, in place. This takes a long time on a big building. After the structure is in place, they put on the skin, clean the whole thing up, paint it, put in air and water, and open up for business. It's that easy!

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The National Sculpture Garden: Some of the art moves; some of it doesn't.

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The U.S. Capitol of capital.

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Masonic Temple, 16th Street, NW, DC (with flag).

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Homage to Ed Ruscha, a man of many, well crafted, words.

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What she most liked about him was that she knew that she could watch him dance on the head of a pin and that, no matter how wildly he jumped and turned, he would never fall off. He was that good and that fearless and had the agility to withstand the forces of nature.

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He said: "Ya know, not everybody gets to try out being old. Not everybody makes it that far or even wants to. Mostly everybody gets to try out being young, 'cause that's how everybody starts out. But not everybody gets to play with being old. It takes patients. And it takes a long time."

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Through the looking glass. A passing fancy in a dream

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She was a big girl with a small ladder and a large collection of headless doll clothes.

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It's the same old song.
But you've go the music wrong
In your Polka Dotted thong
Drinking coffee much too strong
You held the note out way too long
Do what the Man says: Bang a Gong

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First impressions are the ones that don't last. They're a look into the past, while the die's already been cast.

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In a fog.

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