miserable nite

trouble falling asleep because I was so full of bile caused by Trump & his followers.

then an alarm woke me around midnite. being new to the condo I feard it was the smoke alarm but it stoppd before I cd locate it. however a half hour later it startd up again. most disconcerting.

when finally I was asleep again I had a disquieting dream in which I was forced to the campus of a small college to watch a baseball game.

it wasn't till I woke this morning that I discoverd the alert came from my iphone warning me of a dust storm. in fact right now the air is so bad I can't see the mountains.

I dreamt

that on 2 occasions Elizabeth Short (aka the Black Dahlia) babysat for d.a. levy

in transition

the condo is in total disorder. both kitchen & master bath will undergo remodels.  won't be able to finish unpacking & organizing til then.  so everything is a mess.

being social

with Erik Remy Jenkins & John Kenneth Alexander at Lulu yesterday
(photo by Tony Mataras)

with Bryce McKinney & his portrait at Palm Springs Men Gallery today
(photo by Benjamin Veronis)

the snares of technology

the apparent destruction of Dennis Cooper's blog is a warning to all of us who presume what we commit to the internet is permanent. 

& for those who have forgotten here is my Dennis Cooper story.

from walls of the past I build today

brick:
General Industries
Elyria

glass block:
Venice Cafe 
Kent

large stucco fragment:
2328 Brother Abdon Way
Santa Fe

small stucco fragment:
Blue Moon
Las Vegas

unpacking

for nearly 2 months my things were in storage near the airport. it took me nearly a year to pack everything but I'm antsy to get it all organized.

phtot by John Kenneth Alexander

the latest

my "stuff" is finally out of storage. & I'm writing this on my computer.

give me some time to unpack & organize. will try to return to some regularity here.

here to there & back

years ago I took a cutting from a favorite cactus at a Palm Springs resort . it liked Santa Fe & prosperd. in fact this spring it bedazzled with its fullest blooming ever. it was one of the few plants I brought on the move. & just now I transplantd it into a large pot.

a new start

at 4:10 I got the call that we had closed on the condo. st 5:50 I put the key in the lock on the front door.

update

next week marks 20 years since my first visit to Palm Springs. & I will receive the keys to my condo. a busy but exciting time.

Dad

I wish I cd ask him abt his desert training in Thermal. how long it lastd. & if he ever passd thru Palm Springs.

Orlando

the enormity of the slaughter in my community didn't really hit till I began seeing photos of the dead

5.2

my first earthquake since arriving. of course it's not the Big One. that's waiting till I put expensive ceramics on shelves.

Phyllis Curtin (1921-2016)

it's been many years since I interacted with her at Kent State but my memory is that she was not just a great singer but a lovely human being.

air conditioning

never liked it
but now
see its value 

flower drop

what we celebrate today too often becomes the holiday that starts summer. but this year it was different for me.

for the first time in 20 years I went to the Palm Springs Air Museum. they had a ceremony marking Memorial Day. & at the end they rolld out a B-25. it took off to join some other smaller vintage planes for the missing man formation. then it returnd to drop flowers on the field in memory of those lost in combat.

Giorgio Albertazzi (1923-2016)

many consider him to be the Olivier of Italy. I was lucky to have seen him perform Richard lll in his native country. & even tho my Italian is minimal it was quite an experience.

bizarre dream

fretting over zika while waiting to board an illegal
skiff to Guatemala for an arranged marriage

tea dance

really? in 2016? I presumed this moment of gay history was just that -- history. judging by the crowd at Oscar's it's alive & well.

gentlemen of my vintage will remember those historic tea dances in Provincetown & Fire Island. & the majority of those still dancing today are at least my age. it all felt like a time wharp.

since I no longer drink & only dance naked in my living room I doubt I'll make this a habit. but it was amusing to observe.
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