Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Vierzig, or "B-Flat"



Today is my brother Micheal's fortieth birthday, marking an anniversary also for the concert of Altamont where the Hell's Angels broke lose while working security where our then-seventeen year old father had just dropped acid and was having the worst trip of his life.

That being said, know that although I very much suck recently at keeping in touch, he is very much awesome. Even Spike Jonze says so.

I'm Albuquerque-bound as soon as I can, my Paré Three.

Much love from the tepidly frozen East Bay,
see.eye.

P.S. Mike, I hate that this is the most recent picture of you and me (i.e. three and a half years ago). Remedy this soon, we shall.

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