on the advice of chicago kid and some dood in seattle, i have just eaten a big ass'd clove of garlic.
well, i just had it mashed up in a wine glass with honey and red wine.
we'll see how it goes.
today was the first day since things fell apart that i think i really saw the beauty of this place. it's cold and wet outside, the factories are blowing great big opium den style plumes of smoke into the air, the trains are sliding gracefully along the old tracks as if with their eyes closed and vincent gallo & neko case was soundtracking it all.
when i was walking to my apt just now a little boy was being carried by his father in front of me. i smiled in a kind of broken-twisted up kind of smile and he blushed, putting his hand up to his eyes and then parting his fingers to watch me.
it was the best interaction i have had in days.
i can't wait to get back west where i have friends and family, where there's more waiting for me than shy 3 yr olds smiling through iowa rain.
