June 17th, 2016

The Red Tree

"There's no future, there's no past. In the present, nothing lasts."

He only did what any of us would have done, surely. He only checked his Facebook to see if he were being noticed.

It's supposed to be a little cooler today. I think we made the mid eighties yesterday. The middle parlor made it to 82˚F, but fans cooled things down nicely by bedtime, around 2 a.m.

Yesterday, a trip to the Providence Public Library, research for The Starkeeper, vintage books on UFOs (1970s), Immanuel Velikovsky, abduction paranoia, and so forth. We saw the library's current art exhibition, "Portals: The History of the Future." A Sony Walkman, unrealized utopias, wax cylinder recordings, "Hiroshima U.S.A." There was a quick trip to the East Side for groceries and beer, then back home, and I spent most of the evening reading.

Leftover pasta salad, an avocado.

And today, the new Radiohead on vinyl, plus (!) CaseLangViers.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast