Neither more nor less

Today in a very mellow , hipsteresque  Tompkins Square Park , a calm , intelligible  L.E.S. Jewels told us that the other day  when Cochise found him barfing his guts out over a Tompkins Square Park toilet bowl ( most of the vomit he claims  missed and embelished the already stained , foul smelling wall and floor) he chided Jewels to slow it down . Cochise said "Man ,I pace myself so I don't get sick " . On this day in the T.S.P. mens room Jewels  decided to heed the advice  of Cochise , claiming forcefully"Cochise knows his shit".

Jewels intends  to slow it down but he also knows that he will have  to contend with the shakes during this taper down process  . He reasons that it might be best if he didn't drink vodka in the daytime . For the taper down he intends to swill "Earth Quake High Gravity Lager" as his daily dose to get him straight .He also decided that for the first time in 20 years he would try drinking some water . He said that the first 2 glasses of the strange , tasteless fluid  made him puke  but he got used to it .He says the plan is working and truly he did seem sort of sober , we could understand him and he wasn't bobin' and weavin' much. For now he says that he'll have a little vodka in the evenings to ease him through the night .

Jewels also confirmed this afternoon that he has asked Sid "the Nazi" to perform another marriage ceremony in the rites of Odin( see the "Wedding of Amy and Jewels" here on this blog) .This time the ceremony will be for Jewels and his new girlfriend  Lucy ... when she gets out of detox .

Jewels says he got an $1100 check recently (from the tax payers?) and this money and Lucy's wealth will get them an apartment . There he'll be able to get staight , clean-up and prepare to get a job . Jewels says that he has a food handling permit . He wants to get a job preparing food .We said nothing about the open sores and hep C.

Don't want 'em to bite ya  ? Well this guy wants the bugs to bite him , he encourages such bites  . He raises bed bugs and of course must occasionally feed them . He's the host , the blood meal that the nasty little suckers must have every now and then .

The bitten one here  maintains a collection of numerous vials chocked full of the little 6 legged beasties .He uses them to train his dog to find bed bugs , thats his business , finding bed bugs. It seems though that there must be some means other than self-sacrifice to nourish his little bloodsuckers... and what if this carnivorous horde should escape its prison?

Friday was Cowboy Stan's Birthday . He celebrated at the chess tables in Tompkins Square Park . Cowboy , now 60 , claimed that he was lucky as he was still young , hung and dumb . Spike , now smiling , uttered a comparative declaration praising Gene Simmons' tongue just as Cochise began slobbering on Cowboy's ear .

Happy birthday Cowboy!

This isn't the Lee over on Houston street where Jim , for the record , lives and has had some problems   . Its just a basement work shop and living quarters . But its where Jim and Jesse Jane seem happiest .A place much like Jim's little room  at the Cave on St. Marks Place that we photographed 4 years ago .Happiest left alone .

We visited  Jim and Jesse and heard nary a word of .357 magnums , jumping from the roof or crack heads on the lose . Jim was at work ...left alone things were going  swimingly well .Some things perhaps were a little bent around the edges , smolderin' and Jim was ...well ,  in spite of the Depakote , Jim .