Lately I'm finding my motivation low, and my anxiety and depression high. Often the know-it-alls say that you just have to get out there and make do, but sometimes it sounds like "start climbing out of that five-mile trench."
07 July 2008
04 July 2008
30 June 2008
XX. In Before July...
Teleology is the philosophical discipline that pertains to purpose. When I created this journal last December, it was supposedly to give me a place to record my many musings.
Well, it's over six months into the project (including the past seven weeks with nothing whatsoever) and my page sits here, nearly bereft of content.
I posit that as of now, Gotham in Exile is not fulfilling its intended purpose. I think I will have to take a radically different approach to this journal, or it will disappear into a vacuum of disuse and indifference.
On another note, the world lost one of its foremost contemporary social commentators and philosophers last week:
the great George Carlin.
So, in honor of his trip to the Big Electron, I propose a seven-gun salute:
SHIT!!
PISS!!
FUCK!!
CUNT!!
COCKSUCKER!!
MOTHERFUCKER!!
TITS!!
12 May 2008
08 May 2008
XVIII. An Alley Downtown
And now for the inaugural random pic(s) of the day (a category that, while not necessarily daily, will encompass posts of photos I took of things that catch my attention) I bring you...
BLOSSOM ALLEY.
Right in the midst of Downtown Buffalo--mere blocks away from the bustle of the Main Street Metro, bus terminal and financial district--this little alley lies tucked away between Broadway and Huron Street.
The intersection of Blossom with the much busier Broadway, with the Buffalo and Erie County Public Library in the midground.
A view of the alley, facing north.
On Blossom Alley, auto shops, garages, parking, and warehouses exist in harmony in the shadow of the Electric Building.
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