this post is not about him. we walked down along the tracks through woodlawn and the garden along the tracks that bill made, the fellow who hosted my art show in his garage. it's a lovely garden with no trash. a lot of new houses are popping up, not too fancy but fancier than what was there before. it's very windy and in the 60's. the middle of december. we might be getting weather like millions of years ago before we were even a twinkle in a primate's eye. there's a massive ice shelf waiting to expire. there is no tornado season anymore. we saw the new resident whose dog attacked lulu. i say hi without even placing him and he says nothing. i guess i've made an enemy for all time because his dog attacked lulu. i haven't seen the dog who may be away at boot camp and i'm sorry it had to be this way.