went to coney island today, jenny the red koi to my black. almost struck by surprise when i tasted the water; this is the ocean, this is the dwelling place of the things of the deeps. evolutionarily familiar. so that is the sound of jazz & beethovan. sharing the beach towel & licking the drying salt off of her. then i got buried in the sand! jenny says maybe i like being buried a little to much. i like it an awful lot. also, i read falling out of cars, by jeff noon. the bulk of the text was really snazzy, but the part after the visit to t. cole just fell apart for me.