summer slips into fall

Its darker much later each day now. It’s fully 7:30, and the sun has only just started to peak over the tree tops, silhouetting them against the very pale light. The heavy mist from yesterday is still with us, and other than the birds, vocally announcing their presence, it’s very quiet still.

Storms on the ocean have a special feel. I used to sit and watch them roll in from far out at sea when I lived on the coast. It was a foreboding, but not frightening feeling.

The absolute GREATEST FIGHTER of all time. People argue with me that “He was the greatest of his time” or that “it was a different era” its all BULLSHIT. Ali is, and will be, the GREATEST. 

Cityscapes are fascinating, there are probably 250,000 people milling around unseen in this one. I could stare at it for hours.

"The more inebriated citizens were a little harder to understand as they often repeated the sentences they staggered through several seconds before, but that describes what the hallways of Congress are like right after their lunch break, so what the hell."

Henry Rollins LA Weekly column