Don't worry, something will happen. Peace and love may overtake the world. Prices may fall. Limitations may vanish. Pigs might fly. The sun might shine from my ass. Almost anything is possible, right?

DOINGS:   Drive back to Ione but take a lunch this time, save money. The credit union is open, staffed with mostly-quite-blondish clerks in money-splattered tee-shirts. A long line of sullen customers looms behind us as we transact our complex thang at the only open teller's window. Kinberley the manager says she's glad we're clogging the system — maybe all the others will learn to do their routine transactions by ATM.

Meanwhile, the snow is melting, but maybe it'll be renewed tonight. Or tomorrow. Or whenever. Goliath returns from the shop, supposedly refreshed, its replacement RAM reseated. But no, it still hangs. I diddle with it a bit, reinstall the old RAM, and now it crawls along. Whatever.

SIGHTINGS:   All writings and most audio|visual presentations are cut-ups, paste-ups, collages, montages; some planned, some extemporaneous. "You can introduce the unpredictable spontaneous factor with a pair of scissors." THE CUT-UP METHOD OF BRION GYSIN changed William Burrough's life. What can scissors do for *you*? (via Straight Up)

And just found: "All Ya’ll Yankees Are Warmly Invited to Come on Down South Anytime and See Ya’ Kin and ‘Kindred Spirits’!" by shy Mississippi experimental photographer James W. Bailey, who rips American culture a new one. Whew.

DOINGS:   Drive all the way to Ione (40+ miles downhill) to the closest credit union office for some necessary business, but it's CLOSED for the holiday! Damn. Eat ok Chinese lunch next door. Drive back home, look at all the snow still on the ground. Think about warmer times and places.

Meanwhile, we live lives of naive performance art, without statement. As do deer and squirrels and sometimes turkeys before our windows, ditto. Showtime for wildlife. All life is performance. All performance is life. Die!

SIGHTINGS:   When/what/why is Art? "A Human Lesson Learned Some from Silent Studies in Organic Minimalism". The concept outruns the execution. Conceptualism goes mad. Audiences go away mad. (Exception: certain nude performance art.) Beware of the Artist's Statement.