Uncle Leo

sold my cassette copy of grimes - art angels for beer money and the jazz trio at the bar just played jobim wave. sometimes the universe tells you that you’re making the right decisions

I also went dancing at smartbar twice last week when I was in town visiting family for thanksgiving. so many people were there that I’d seen over so many years, we recognized and greeted each other whether we knew each other’s names or not. It was really special

anyway I did something today where even the thought of it would horrify me for years, so I’m proud of myself for moving forward

sincereposted on twitter in response to something about art and immediately my post was liked by a porn bot with no followees/followers. that place is so fucked and so is apartheid clyde.

please encourage me to spend more time here than on twitter, old habits die hard

hello bsky, my dog Ivy also says hello

playing records at mothership in SF on Friday! Why not come say hi and dance?