shit, feeling the effects of too-much sun. my face looks like a baked apple. weather here in sac has turned from winter rain to blow-torch summer. yep, as usual, no fucking spring at all.

anyway, the following photos are of the fringehead taken at the monterey bay aquarium, a creature anna and i are fond of, who a denizen of the shallows who fiercely defends his lair of broken bottles and other detritus from divers and other vermin. we first discovered the fringehead, the sarcastic fringehead as it was once was called, back in the early 90s when anna and i were dating and spending a weekend at the steinhart aquarium in golden gate park. we admired his tenacity and 'tude even while looking slightly ridiculous. when we opened an aol account we tried using sarcasticfringe for our email address, but someone beat us to it. instead we had to go with asarcasticfringe@aol.com

the third photo is nicholas tripping out at the monterey aquarium. he had a great time, and loved especially the kelp forest, a two-storey mother of a tank.

the next is me, at the same place. nothing to add, perhaps i should've posted the photo anna took of my butt at the beach instead. butt, face, who cares.

the next is nicholas digging in the sand with his new-found beach stick at natural bridges state park beach at santa cruz. he was so filled with joyous exuberance that he plum tuckered himself out.

the next is me and nicholas at the mystery spot located in the mountains above santa cruz. i'm a nut for goofy attractions like this. again, nicholas was having a great time, shouting for joy during our tour of the spot and the crooked house tilted at a severe angle because it had slid down the mountain. the results being the tourists like myself freak out at the optical illusions created by the house, such as a ball rolling uphill. whatever the cause of such effects, the house seriously made anna and i seasick when we were inside. nicholas, on the other hand, shouted for joy during the tour-guides presentations.

following photo is of the santa cruz boardwalk from the vantage of the santa cruz pier, which juts out to the ocean for several hundred yards. again, i love goofy, slightly seedy attractions such as the boardwalk, but all but three or for of the rides were closed.

and last is the view from the living room of the house we were staying. it was a beautiful view.

anyway, spent this weekend reading and writing a bit. glad to see steve tills blogging again. also, check out philly poet hassen's new blog and also bill allegrezza's latest issue of moria.

it's late, perhaps there's still time to watch a movie.

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