Thursday, May 31, 2012


photo © Mark Butkus 2011
I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city,
Whereupon lo! Up sprang the aboriginal name.

Now I see what there is in a name, a word, liquid, sane,
   unruly, musical, self-sufficient,
I see that the word of my city is that word from of old,
Because I see that word nested in nests of water-bays,
Rich, hemm’d thick all around with sailships and
   steamships, an island sixteen miles long, solid-founded,
Numberless crowded streets, high growths of iron, slender,
   strong, light, splendidly uprising toward clear skies,

Friday, May 25, 2012

If Today is Your Birthday...

An exciting year awaits
Change is forthcoming
Taurus will play an important role
If you are attached
If you are unattached

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Enjoy Cinco de Mayo with a Michelada Michigana

When the New York Times starts writing about micheladas you know that one of Mexico's favorite breakfast drinks is catching on North of the Border...or at least in the East Village. What's that you say? We're not supposed to be drinking micheladas for breakfast. How else are you going to get rid of your hangover?

As one of the Dharma Bums of Barra de Navidad is quite fond of telling me, "You don't drink beer to get drunk. You drink beer to get sober. If you want to get drunk you drink liquor."

It is why, when I am in Mexico, I will stop at the Kiosko once I stumble out of bed (or stagger home with the rising sun) and pick up a six pack of Modello and pay an early morning visit to my Guru of Grunge. A desayuna Mexicana so that they could prepare me a mornings worth of micheladas while I scribbled down their timeless koans and coax them back down to earth following the misstep of an acid trip.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012