Category Archives: turismo
Then we went to the House of the Seven Gables… …and did you like it? – P.S. Yeah, I know. Don’t worry.
Infidel Izmir. The Family Seat & The Place of Blood.
From the Abyss comes Chorozon.
All right, I’m out– gone to the Middle East. Assuming I won’t have a chance to update, but could be wrong. Back in May.
A new view of Old Gomorrah: Alcatraz. Halloween 2008.
From the wall of the San Francisco Public Library, Third Floor, near the Page Desk: original: also:
Everything is the same, nothing is new. The city as an unchanging entity. Or as W. Axl Rose once sang, way back before he had the therapy you’re soon to hear on Chinese Democracy, “The streets don’t change / but … Continue reading
As we are wont to do, me and Andy Harrison got together and opted to journey towards one of the increasingly rare instances of Weird Garbage in Rhode Island which neither of us had previously visited; this turned out to … Continue reading
Back now. “Hollywood.” After 15 or 17 or 2000 days of travel– the original plan was a week long stay in Oregon with elly, purpose: a lovely wedding (not mine)– somehow, after the ceremony and gathering of folk and a … Continue reading
A Late Nite Sojourn to The Old Stone Mill/Viking Tower of Newport, Rhode Island. From the recent archives of the black magic wielder. (Some say a witch.)
King Diamond Looking Latino Band, Glasslands, Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY, December 19th, 2007, 11pm: George Washington Bridge Bus Terminal, Washington Heights, Manhattan, NY, December 21, 2007, 10:57PM:
WINTER TOUR ’08 BEGINS HERE, PRELUDE: Harvey Etter, Special Correspondent, Jersey Prophet & old textfiles guy. Formerly “The Master.” On the razor’s edge of 30. Corner of Hollywood Boulevard & Gower, having just tread upon many a Celluloid Hero. 4:15pm, … Continue reading
More on the Dark Swamp. Here’s a quick illustrated map. Find the Southern half of Willie Woodhead Rd (3), which is paved but then becomes a dirt trail. (Incidentally, this was marked on the Dept. of Wildlife & Fish’s topographical … Continue reading
The footprint of Howard Phillips Lovecraft in Rhode Island is surprisingly shallow: a plaque on the campus of Brown, a headstone & not much else. But the discerning eye will find many traces of the gent from Angell Street. Often … Continue reading
When the gypsy calls, the caravan comes and some times you’re the one driving. Went to the Getty Villa today, probably the single greatest thing in SoCal– had one last go round with the items to be returned to Italy … Continue reading
The drive from Los Angeles to San Simeon is best described in one word: long. For a normal person, it takes four hours. Because I am the master of either space & time or the gas pedal, I did it … Continue reading
A last remnant from the visit Back East: pictures of a trip taken to Waterbury, CT’s infamous Holy Land, U.S.A.