THIS.

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He asked me why i was so late
he was wearing a flowery hat
and
an apron around his waist
you're wearing an apron, i said
i know, he said
but he's not cooking i thought
how have you been anyway,
he asked as he opened his arms for a hug,
he gave good hugs
but he didn't listen to my answer
i'm trying to wrap up this guy who's been talking for ages

We got upstairs and
there was a guy talking into the mic
holding a Macbook in one hand
he squinted into the screen
and read
from the screen
he sounded bored
he was bored
a few people turned around
and acknowledged my arrival
with curious glances
and smiles
it was a writer's party
a sit down party
i was invited along because
there was people I had to meet
should meet
collab with maybe
a new project
something

i wasn't invited to dinner

As the night went on
i realised
something
these people
these writers
couldn't read
they
could not
retell
their stories
how beautifully tragic
they read

with
no
emotion
tripping over
lines which they had
(i assume)
carefully crafted
and it was dark and
i watched
and cringed
and listened
and smiled
and clapped quietly
when they were done

A couple
the girl wore
a dress and walking shoes
and i noticed that she had her shoes
propped up
next to my bag
there was a guy too
we were all sat at the back
and they whispered
through everyone

962 Newmarket

Last seat on the bus
Facing backwards
Facing the bus
Asian kid doin maths homework
Lady doin a bit of sewing
Headphones competing
iPhones playin
Standing
Hold on.
Window seat
Daydream
Fresh start.

Karangahape Road

K Road 

School girls eating candy floss

On their way to school

Rainbows
Eighthirty coffee

Art galleries
Adult shops

Open for business, 9am.

Women with beautiful legs
K Road bridge
Men with beautiful legs

The green Link bus.

Pubs selling coffee

Pubs selling drinks

Banks
Calender girls
Because boys
We've got nothing on
Charity shops
Over priced charity shops
kFM
Dancing man with sunglasses
Rain
Dancing in the rain.


$2 shops
Bottle shops
Tattoo parlours
Shisha pipes
People just hangin out
People just dancin out
on the street
From the night before
Maybe
Who cares.
Buzz.
Creative buzz.
Creative energy.
Non stop.
Different.
Everyday different.

Merlot Mondays

Red wine red wine red
Wine red wine red wine red wine
Red wine red wine red

One more for luck

set two alarm clocks

tick tock alarm snooze dream dreams

wake up to Monday

Sunday night haiku

writing a haiku
in bed, blue ink on my hands
goodnight Sunday night

Zines: the art of self publication

Zine (n) /zi:n/
A small self-published magazine which is often handmade, and made up of original work. Copies are usually made with a photocopier, and it generally has a small scale distribution. 

One of David Merritt's efforts: recycled book cover, typed up prayers... staple it altogether!

Last weekend I was down at Tangleball where they were running a zine workshop- a kinda hands on, make your own zine affair.  I wasn't sure what to expect before I got there but it was heaps of fun.  We were warmly welcomed by Tessa who also showed us how easy  it was to make the base of a wee zine booklet.  Easy as an A4 piece of paper.  A few folds, a cut down one of the creases then open and fold it in on itself.  Easy.

A solid base. Now we just had to find content to fill that bad boy. Magazines, newspapers, drawings, rubber alphabet stamps, pens, scissors, glue sticks... Heaps of stationary! There was also books and encyclopedias to cut up but I dunno, I just feel quite uneasy about cutting up books.  I feel the same about writing in them, it's just not right. Anyways, I somehow found myself cutting up an encyclopedia (Aa- As).  It was a real old copy that someone had dismissed onto the streets, and Tessa thought she would save it, but not really because there I was cutting it up.  Now I wouldn't normally but she convinced me it was okay, and I was getting involved so...  Yea, it still didn't feel right.  I only cut out a wee section though- a wee piece of South East Asia.  I thought I would make a zine about my travels to Auckland city but I didn't find too much relevant material so I'm stilling workinonit like Dilla.

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So there I was walking down K Road.  I love K Road, so many different characters. Anyways, on Thursday evening I bumped into David Merritt with his boxes of zine making gear- rubber alphabet stamps, ink pad, stapler, and a box full of recycled book covers.  He had a small collection of zines laid out on the bench next to him, and he was putting together more.  I didn't make it to the zinefest but I had read about it, and him. He was the man who sits on K Road selling zines, and there he was. What a guy. I had to stop for a chat. 

David Merritt

What a character!  He was great chat. A quick witted, but also very humble man.  

He was like, okay so what are you: a graphic designer, copywriter or a writer?   I was like, I write things. Yeah, you're a geek I can tell! Why do you think that, I asked, is it because I'm wearing glasses?? No. Is it because I'm Asian?? Haha, no. See you've got it wrong, for me a geek is anyone who is passionate about something.  Yea, you're totally right, I agreed.  He goes on, it's just a lot of the time it's seen as a bad thing, or it's computer related but I can tell that you 're passionate. That you're a geek.  Take one of these, go on, take the one down at the other end, GEEK PRAYERS, yea, that's it. Take it, it's yours, now get out of here.

I was kinda overwhelmed by the gift.  We had only been chatting for like 10 minutes but I was very pleased with it.  It looks like he had stapled his collection of Geek Prayers together, and then sewn in a small thread binding.  My first zine!  Hopefully next time I meet him I'll have one to trade with him.

I know, I know: you love what I'm doing, keep it up... Don't make your friend wait any longer... Get out of here. I'm going for a hot chocolate. 

Legend.

TO DO

busy busy bumble bee

and yes, I do realise I did a horrific job transcribing 'choice'. Without sounding like a booze hound, I blame the rum. I think it should be more like /tʃɔɪs/.

I've not really adopted 'choice' though. (the font has changed??)

I like 'sweet as'. Sweet as, what?

Sweet as, whatever you like.

redwine haikus

red wine red wine red

cabernet sauvignon, red

wine red wine merlot

poetic genius

red wine red wine red wine red

autumn is here now.

this wine is delish,

i mean delicious. you should

join in. autumn now.

this haiku comp is,

getting out of hand. can't wait

to read this tomo

wine wine wine wine wine

i can barely see now pal

autumn is here now (standard).

haiku day

autumn leaves falling

i am a rainbow. wish you

were a golden leaf

baby i'm falling

don't follow me, i'm falling

a golden leafahh.