Sunday, January 8, 2012

More party

I'm writing this from rm 130 at the Best Western Space Age Lodge in Gila Bend and its cold...The Gila Bend Sun claims that in 2011 there were 142 days over 100degrees. When i was first in NYC (circa 1971) and I'd make from a commercial job (i.e. the poster image of a silouette of a naked man and  woman for a new Unisex shop at Bloomingdales) at least three hundred dollars I'd take off. That was enough money to fly to Guatamala City then take second class buses slowly up through Guatamala- walk across the Mexican border - again get on a Mexican second class bus and end up in Merida and fly back to NYC. That's where I learned to take photographs or rather not to take them in the noon day sun ( shadows 2 deep). Now if I make money- particularly unexpected- I get in my truck and drive. I would have gone to the Kayenta Indian market but it's due to snow and its mid week and not on the weekend -SO I drove south after dinner ewith Steve Romaniello and his oldest friend and his friend and Tim Fuller at Don's Bayou at Mt. Lemon turnof and Tanque Verde.
 Carl Hanni cut the smoked turkey made for me by Don of Don's Bayou.
 Beautiful Hayley waited impatiently for Carl to finish

Richard Weiss, Hayley's uncle looked at photographs left around the livingroom.
from the outside looking in. That's beautiful Robin and beautiful Mikki and...

 FF

That's beautiful Nancy on the far right. Next to her is Elliot then comes beautiful Gail then comes beautiful Mikki and her friend

That's Mike, my cactus expert, in the silver ponytail. and Chuck and his wife beautiful Phyllis in the middle.

That's beautiful Heather in the bright orange vintage one piece from Montgomery Ward via my walk-in closet. That's the back of Wayne talking to the front of Carl


That's Nico, the womanizer, making out with (I'll never tell)

That's Danny, the entrepeneur and guitarist

That's Wayne and Heather studying two shots by Weegee that hang over my bed.

That's beautiful Crystal cutting the pecan pie made by Don of Don's Bayou. she is the mother of Lucienne and the mate of Niam.

from left to right. that's Aaron next to Michelle. Across from Michelle is Beth (married to Aaron), Carlos and Danny. nice



Nico in jingle bells, etc. in my backyard

ladies in the hot tub clothed by my closet. Michelle in the middle is wearing a Sear's 
Sea stars orange vintage one piece and Beth is wearing a yellow one piece `styled by’ Lee swimplay suit.

Before I mo ved to Tucson permanently I had a dinner party hosted with Maya, who designs underwear for "forever Twenty One". Jackie Alpers the photographer and her husband was there and Teddy  who I forget. Only Maya I had known for years. Wayne Belcher, and his date arrived late and while they lingered at the unopened front door I asked my guests to disrobe so that Wayne would come into a room filled with naked people. We were to act like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. We were naked over supper when they walked in! Later we played Twister in the living room and still later naked in the pool and hot tub but that was before I was aware of the evil Home Owners association.

afterwards





Years previously I did the same thing after dinner with my folks who wintered in Tucson then drove to Ajo and stayed in an undignified motel. This time I arrived after midnite and the first dump wouldn't let me see a rm. The next wouldn't allow me to open a window for fresh air. I drove north to Gila Bend which I have visited  many ties as a short cut around Phoenix. Again I stay at the Best Western Space Age Lodge and eat my breakfast at the Space Age  Family Dining restaurant.



















I downloaded porn while waiting for my eggs and listened to the sweet sounds of the Four Tops and Otis Reddings' "Can't Turn Me Loose". This is living.
When I went back to Ajo I ate across from Family Dollar and took a profile of the waitress at the Marcela cafe.


I then drove to Why and headed south to the Organ Pipe National Park, stopping at Rosalia's Rock.
She had a coffee cup tree. The woman told me mysteriously cups were sometimes gone...disappeared.

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