Showing posts from October, 2011

art deco, on the rim, flaming cow sh*t,
check the water, nasty body fluids, it’s a hard life,
extended time off the grid, and
games for when you are older

Ah, simple pleasures—a cold glass of water, a book, and a lowrider in the shade of a juniper. OR a glass of wine, a book, a feline, and a lowrider with a view OR a mug of yerba mate, a book, and a lowrider with a view This lifestyle has WAY too many choices. This can lead to stress. I’ll endure it somehow. Speaking of stress, I bet you are sitting there stressing over where the term ‘Art Deco’ originated. The name was coined at the 1925 Exposition Internationale des Arts Décoratifs et Industriels in Paris. It was the predominant decorative art style of the 1920s and 1930s, characterized by precise and boldly delineated geometric shapes and strong colors, and used most notably in household objects and in architecture. Now you’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep. If not, try an offering to Morpheus. I finally found a quiet, secluded spot to camp that felt good (how many months did that take?!). It was at the end of a spur road off FR 211 in the Ashley National Forest Uintah Mountains