I love it...

another note for people saying fuck it...Im gonna do "__________". Last week on NPR there was a story about a dance group in Cuba. All of the members were 300lbs or over. There was also this story about a lady that taught kids living in a brothel in India how to take pictures...she ended up making a documentary about it and sending some of the kids to a bording school. Check it out on npr.org . So surfing today I came across this site... maxrocksfresh.com dude was like, you know what...I'm gonna rap...I'm going to contribute to the quilt called hip hop....thats what Im talking about. A friend of mine had this ongoing discussion for a few years about "stuff". To him no matter what it was, he had to have the bust he could afford. $20 thousand for a streo or $5k for a camera. My postion is, I'm not on a journey for perfection...the cool part about life is the querkyness of it all. Buying the plastic medium format camera with a plastic lense that takes pictures like this...




going to see Sade live at the Ampitheater...and going home to listen to a scratchy copy at home over a bottle of wine...

Whats with people and the endless persuit of consumption?