Was it Auster or Ames

I went out to Cobble Hill recently to look at an apartment. Actually I went out there that day to check out the street the apartment was on. I was going to check out the apartment the following day. Also, it was a beautiful day and I was hoping to read a bit in cobble hill park and absorb the presence of a few literary minded young females who were always out there. as i was standing on the block in fron tof my potential apartment building, I glimpsed a coveed up figure lurching himself down the street opposite me. immediately i had hte instinct it was Ames. the writer Ames, with whom i was somewhat obsessed. my newest literary hero. i knew he lived in the area, and from a novel of his that he wore sports jackets daily. and the newsboy cap. all in the heat of early june. ao i hougt i'd follow him. i had a raymond chandler book with me--inspired to read through a marlowe story by Ames in his latest novel I finished. The same one with the sports jacket story! I had to tail him. I managed to stay a good 15' beyond him at least. down we went over to clinton from amity and took a left. i stayed close but not too close, a good 15' away. he made it a block or so down amity until he turned into cobble hill park. conveniently, my destination as well.

34th Street

Did you know about the instrument at the 34th St. station - N/R/Q platform? No neither did I. It's what happens when you don't read. Or in this instance when you do read. Or when I read. about the middle of the platform, you can find a small plaque which describes an instrument installation. In a green metallic bay aove your head, embedded into the steel. The bay has a series of opening with sensors inside, so when you pass your hand over the sensors, whatever pre-programmed sound is emitted. The theme is rainforest. I think it was built in the mid-90s when saving the rainforests was still a popular cause.

I haven't heard many people talking about the rainforests in awhile. I guess they're a lower priority. or maybe people just gave up. or the generation concerned with the saving of the rainforests were never able to pass the importance to the next generation. They were busy becoming irate with the gulf war II and the destruction of other people. 9/11 changed alot. the destruction of people by people seems more immediately pertinent than the destruction of trees by people. but each generation has their own causes, their own need to strike their independence from the last generation who fucked everything up somehow and is still fucking everything up. and we get new noise daily. and the media blasting from every conceivable open window.