Forget how many times I've been admonished to 'be realistic.' Realism in art is characterized by its preoccupation with having the appearance of reality. Novels about alien invasions and killer robots have long struck me as having more to do with reality than most realist ones. Being realistic is also sometimes thought of as equivalent to showing common sense, can't say I think much of a notion that lumps "2 + 2 = 4", "One drives on the right side of the road", "Thou shall not covet thy neighbor's wife" & "Business is business" into the same set, then smacks a "value=true" label on it. Anyway, realism, common sense, not really my thing, more interested in the real as such & actual sense.

Laundry's well underway, stoking the fires of pure reason with a cup of fresh joe, going to walk over by the paper with P in a minute, take some more pictures of the strange concrete monoliths, they keep moving around. May try to initiate communication.