Here in Pittsburgh it's about the nice weather we've had all year. Makes you ask "what am I doing inside a studio?" But hooking up with so ma ny people in so many places is a pretty good answer. I find it too easy to just get into picking up trash in the park. An old Boy Scout habit I'm trying to renew, mainly as a kind of meditation. 'Cause actually I have a feeling

pop bottles six pack holders milk jugs beer cans plastic bags old telephon books newspapers all those notes you took on earth day cars oil gas tires bottlecaps wrist watches styrofoam containers strip mining publications on veganism nuclear

chemical waste species genocide these plastic wrappers that they mail magazines in aerosol cans freon asbestos bombs fax paper skylab all those papers ollie north shredded shampoo rotten food batteries umbrellas old license plates huge plastic bags full of leaves disposable razors polyester pants oil spills forced relocation bush/quayle bumper stickers oil paints photography chemicals plastic sporks paper napkins paper plates dishwashers out of date visa cards deforestation broken toys fashion magazines used rubbers flushed down the toilet and floating in the mississippi fake computer printouts

I was on a panel which was to discuss aggricultural to discuss groundwater monitoring in the vadose zone, or so the program said. The other 6 panel members were all from a company called TENHAAF (this named showed up on list of email addresses I was converting yesterday - sorry whoever you are). This company had recently installed a pesticide delivering

system in the town where this panel was being held. It was a large floating pesticide delivery system, which resembled a flat grey space ship. I hoveres over the entire town and released pesticides at schedulded times. The town had not reacted well to this system which explained the baseball bats and clubs in the audience. While we werde waiting for the representatives from TENHAAF to show us (I suspected that they wouldn't) Tom showed us what he was going to talk about. It was a complex combination of grey felt and digitized numbers which Tom explained he had invented to measure leachate composition from agricultural pesticide waste streams. It unfolded like large banner from a metal rack over our heads. 5 columns of numbers were moving up and down it like rivers of numbers. Connie and I were impressed. She said she would help him program the flowing numbers into a database. The audience was getting restless and they began to throw things at us. We invited them up on the stage to look at Tom's invention. They gathered around it. The dream ended.