clocking in

saturday night with mills and mia at the office, originally uploaded by mjane.

right now, mia is settling into her bungalow in miami, steps away from the atlantic ocean, getting inspired. my eyes have been opened to a whole new world: artist residency programs. if you're an artist and are looking for a space to work on your next big project, these programs are a treasure indeed.

millie and mia are the best roommates i've ever had. we used to live off of manchester and airport, right behind a 7-11 and a block away from paco's tacos. the area was technically called westchester, but if you're familiar with the area, one could say that westchester is denial for inglewood. and talk about denial: our apartment complex was called the madrid; our next door neighbor was the dean of asian-am studies at lmu; lisa leslie's boyfriend lived right above our apartment. but there would be many days when no water would come out of the faucets for hours at a time; the pipes were always flooding the parking garage (full of fancy cars); and when we did get water, we'd have to run it for a few minutes just to get it from dark brown to clear. or what we thought was clear water. there were always reports of robberies throughout the complex. and our apartment got robbed one night days before our lease was up. we had a fourth roommate. she had a cat named scout who'd shit in her bathroom sink, kick her hair brushes in it, and then take the shit and smear it on her walls. sometimes scout would chill in her closet and piss on all of her clothes. i guess the poor kitty was trying to tell her something, but i don't think she got the message.