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Posts tagged ‘Street Photography’

double trouble

08/09/2013

Rufus Mangrove

double trouble rufus mangrove

beware of the aswang.

give it a squeeze

08/02/2013

Rufus Mangrove

give it a squeeze rufus mangrove

just give it a squeeze. or just a little turn to the right.

hold on

07/29/2013

Rufus Mangrove

holding on rufus mangrove

this ain’t no wilson phillips song motherfucker.

We Interrupt Your Normally Scheduled Programming

06/24/2013

Rufus Mangrove

that girl is poison rufus mangrove

They had prepared a feast with unwrapped candy bars, sliced hot dogs, and mounds of some sort of pasta dish that looked like a cross between Kraft Mac N’ Cheese and cooked oatmeal. I wasn’t really that hungry but I didn’t want to offend my hosts by refusing the paper plate they had pushed in front of me with their noses. I quickly picked up one of the candy bars and put it in my mouth, chewing as fast as I could. It tasted like an old snickers bar, the chocolate a bit too crunchy and the bits of nougat and peanuts sticking to the roof my mouth as though they had been dipped in rubber cement.

The Dog of Glenwood Road

06/19/2013

Rufus Mangrove

doggie rufus mangrove

it was only when i reached my mid thirties did i understand what it meant to be comfortably numb.

this is major tom

05/13/2013

Rufus Mangrove

major tom

Coast to coast. L.A. to Chicago.

avenue j

05/06/2013

Rufus Mangrove

avenue j

for the record, i have nothing against CPR.

Ear Wax

04/06/2013

Rufus Mangrove

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the last time something remotely large and wonderful came out of my ear was back in my junior year of high school. i was driving in my car at about sixty or seventy miles an hour and all of a sudden it felt as though someone threw a piece of stepped on carpet in my left ear. i quickly reached into my ear with my index and thumb and pulled out something that looked a lot like flattened li hing mui. for those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s salty dried plum, also referred to in my hometown of Hawaii as “crack seed,” and mind you this name was given prior to any crack epidemic. i held it in my fingers for a while, amazed and shocked by its size, and questioned how the hell it existed in my ear canal all this time even though i often cleaned my ears with a q-tip. where the hell did it come from? in complete denial i threw it out the window, not knowing that that would be the last time anything that spectacular would come out of my ear. if i knew then what i knew now, i would definitely have kept it in a jar or at least an envelope. this whole fascination must be somehow related to our evolution, because there’s something beyond mere satisfaction or curiosity of taking a huge piece of ear wax or gunk out of your ear. one time, when i was living in kosovo, i didn’t have q-tips for like two weeks. my ears were itchy and i could feel the gunk building up. when we went to the store, i opened up the q-tips, or whatever knockoff brand they had, and began cleaning my ears behind the aisles as my wife pretended not to know me. even though it took 4 q-tips to clean my ears, i was hoping for that once in a life time large chunk, like when you stick your spoon deep in peanut butter and pull it out.

my other house is a yurt

04/03/2013

Rufus Mangrove

i live in a yurt rufus mangrove

i have to drive two and a half hours out of the city and live in a yurt in the middle of nowhere for a couple of days with no hot water just so i can get some fresh air without having to compete with the asshole that’s always yelling on my street. #whatcitydoyoulivein

You were working as a waitress at a cocktail bar

03/17/2013

Rufus Mangrove

answer me rufus mangrove

Don’t —
Don’t you want me?
You know I can’t believe it
When I hear that you won’t see me.
Don’t —
Don’t you want me?
You know I don’t believe you
When you say that you don’t need me.

It’s much too late to find
When you think you’ve changed your mind
You’d better change it back or we will both beee so-rrrry . . .

DON’T YOU WANT ME BABY?