place time ring around queens, of course i missed the best thing happening this weekend because i was out sobbing and living the lonely lifestyle of someone in need - in the missing - but when one needs what one wants one receives in kind. the support structure is forever in place. michael back from the weekend in DC the easter get away break family fun and nostalgic enterprise. today is monday and the surfing lifestyle is getting a whole lot easier. the pie in the face comes back with linked arms, this sweet stuff has never tasted sweeter. go and live the high life while one thinks one can. the splurge and the grave consideration of asparagus over broccoli. the double c always gets me in the end. backspacing tacking back the paces. i hate back tracking. down from astoria. the mta has their clocks forward and hour, what with all the commotion locomotion. giove the sense of already being well behind time having a pleasant feeling of arriving on time. this time shift forward happened months ago. get the fingers moving again. left the guggenheim in shock horrors this afternoon meeting the supposed story from the inside segal monitored event. the modern art decor is wearing thin but let's give it one more go at surprising the punters. the orthodox jew gets a mention in any art complex - the historical narrative is never complete, even with such an comment - the ground floor shenannigans did not go unnoticed. enough for tonight but perhaps a few numbers ought to be exchanged before the great going away and perhaps a operating system is available given the recent purchases thereabouts in proximity. take advantage of whatever does not place the other at a disadvantage. place oneself in a position of giving an advantage and not putting out. the offering of...

ride down the east river stopping in at the major and not so major queens parks along the way of note (apparently) the socratic sculptor park, in which some notes were taken and ample evidence of the american dream was captured in its waking nightmare. the syndicated television series is yet to pass a classification board. what not to look out for. popping in and out of the trendy locales of brookyn - if not made note thus far then let's put down greenpoint and williamsburg, not to mention park slope and bed-stuy - of which there were flea markets (no more brooklyn than this) and the toing and froing of local watering holes cheap eats et al. no more to speak of, but the g train and the collect them all local editions in cast iron, complete with trivial nonsense on the comparative rates of consumption between the NY subway services and other non related events.  ¶ 1:04 pm