cat in scarf. this is all building towards the Gil Meche thing, i promise.
giant millipede with produce
wintering in north hyde park, on the veranda (i’m having a wrought iron cage built out there). urbs in horto. the garbage can (those of you who have ever attended my irregularly scheduled cocktails/bible study meetings on the roof of the check-cashing place might remember the comically overstuffed garbage can that was full of halfconsumed juiceboxes and turkey burgers; that shit had been marinating out there for six months and then, despite surviving summer, fall, winter, assault by raccoons and the general indignity of being a garbage can full of foul shit, fell over at some point in the last three days. normally i don’t pay that much attention to how my garbage can is doing, but unfortunately in this situation, the garbage can became the head of a miniature river of unTVingconscionable bad smells that is now running down the length of the roof. does anybody have a fire hose I can borrow?