at Disneyland. All the families are wearing clear
plastic ponchos--do they get them from Central Source
Probably not for free. Must buy 'em from a
smiling big-eared rat.
The faces are grim, disappointed, all except for one
stout, wrinkled--smiling in satisfaction as she drags
on a fresh
cigarette. I can relate. I'm at Tony Roma's, the one
adult bar stop
on this strip of theme hotels and family restaurants.
I chew the
cherry of my second Manhattan. It's good. '80s
plays. I was there. "Came of age" to Duran Duran, then
switched to Dead Kennedys, MDC, Suicidal Tendencies.
my first computer in 1993, Macintosh PowerBook 145B,
hard drive big enough for 17 drafts of the novel I never completed.
After a couple of PC computers (Dell, 1997; Sony VAIO,
recently switched back to Mac thanks to a generous
Trust in support of ongoing short film documentary
Took some time on trainride down from Seattle here
to fulfill one of those minor dreams--fourtracking
video to make
musique concrete. Imported a bunch of "good
sound" .avi clips
(those I tag with "-gs" suffix) into Final Cut Pro,
dropped them in
timeline and arranged arbitrarily, leaving gaps for
silence so only
2 or 3 play simultaneously; set opacity of each track
Here's the result, in higher
res [1.7M] or less
higher res [700K].
It looks and sounds to me like the start of a