Little Boy Blue

My cousin's son. A little boy with big, beautiful eyes that love lights.

Smirk Face

I am in love with this image as much I am in love with this kid. He draws animals (in collections of native habitat) for fun and writes their names. The first word he learned to spell was "Elephant." In church, he asks his mother to spell "Orangutan." He has many funny faces and never takes a picture without one. I see a Richard Pryor in the making. He is only five years old.

I know its strange to see a kid with a funny face after my previous blog entry but I just couldn't get this photo out of my head. Had to share. Welcome to my pea-brained world.

Smoker in Distress

After two and a half weeks of kotching up out on fire escapes, donning long heavy winter coats over night gowns to grab a cigarette on the street, and sneaking outdoors just in time before the house alarm is turned on, I just want to be free to smoke.

It is 2:30 am, I just finished watching the Sex and the City movie that Young Aunty recorded for me on the dishmajig... and I want an effing cigarette...and there is no way I can sneak outside without tripping off the alarm...or even open the windows without doing the same.

I must admit that some of my best shots came from smoking outdoors (night shots of harlem from the fire escape)... but right now... I just wish I was free to just go outside and light up a fag dammit.

I see why Imelda insists on getting smoking hotel rooms when she travels. I always knew she was smart.