05/04/2010

Oakland outtakes 04.10


Too tired to remember whatever it was I thought to post about today, as though it matters. It's been another long day. The apartment is finally emptied and done. It's really strange dismantling another person's life. We paid a guy to haul almost everything away, including nearly 30 bags of clothing that had been stuffed, jammed, crammed, packed, pressed, shoved, squeezed, forced, mashed, squished, squashed and rammed into the tiny closets and dresser set.

We asked him to take the clothes to a thrift store but they probably went directly to the dump. We'll never know. We'll never even see him again.


Charlita the Cat likes the new digs. She has a morning and afternoon sunbeam.


No one seems to care that the chair is too close to the fire.


Lunch at the Royale.
I think I'd rather die but what the hell? It's not an either/or situation.