Old school – NEW world

Bridging the gap . . .

Tag: Owens Valley Paiute

Trash day . . .

A little something from yesterday . . .

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and the day before.

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Updating the past . . . Old school NEW world, neh?

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the letter

Got a letter w/Heyday name
on return address corner
turned out that Heyday was the vehicle

. . . a request to submit
some my poema
to include
In
proposal to fund
anthology of writings
by Indians in Caliland.

u- u-u-uh . . .
well . . . why no one anthologize my stuff
alone by itself ??

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Maybe cos I don’t write about the “rez
fighting & drinking with John Wayne
or
maybe it’s Owens Valley Paiute/Pima ethnicity . . .

wha-a-a . . .

Paiute?
Pima?
Owens Valley?

Got no PhD

Don’t b’lieve in Cuh-lumbus
Or
Custer.

Don’t like “cowboys
or
dogs.

We dint dance no grass dance
No hey-ya hey-ya . . .

dint shot no buff-lo
got no horseback pony
no tipi
no feathers
no fancy buckskin beads
NO drum . . .

I’m not stereotypical Native American redman . . .
I no rezabayshun indun
I’m old hunting gathering aboriginal Great Basinindian” . . .

re: the zine . . .

I made a few hard copies of the zine . . . there are a lot of changes in the second stat.e of the zine.

The zine “OVP in 21st Century” is a manifesto . . . the letters OVP are the first letters from Owens Valley Paiute, and with that said here’s the the second state of the zine.

Front cover . . .

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First page . . .

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Page 2 and 3 . . .

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Page 4 & 5 . . .

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Page 6 & 7 . . .

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Page 8

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newborn . . .

togo song (veasz)

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squeak
grunt
and fart
as your body tenses
in sleep;

growing
green sprouts
seek heat . . .

eyes tight
locked . . .

innocent
behind
shuttered lids,

you
smile,

unaware,

cradled
on hearth
of my chest . . .

Composed for a new life . . . posted yesterday
here . . . different title, slightly different wording . . .

togo” is the Owens Valley Paiute term for “father of my mother” or “my mother’s father“; if the child had been my son’s, I would be the child’s “cuh nu” . . .

GAME ON !!

If you’re visiting the Owens Valley area and would like to unwind, the Wellness Center east of HWY 395 on Butcher Lane, approximately 1/2 mile south of the town of Big Pine is the place for a light workout . . .

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The Big Pine Paiute Tribe recently re-opened their Wellness Center . . . the “Wellness Center” is actually a complex, consisting of a physical training facility with a wide variety of treadmills, stationary “bicycles, free weights and other weight training machines. The site also has a conference room, and two small business incubator spaces with Internet access.

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The Center is open to tribal members and their spouses as well as the general public.
An ISSA certified personal trainer is available for personalized instruction.

There is a $35.00 membership fee for non-tribal members.
For more information, call 760-938-2800

Flash back . . .

. . . “I no reserbation indun” . . .

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I just re-read my “Crunchy Numbers” post from months back, and probably should translate the text at the top of the page . . . all it means is: I’m not an Indian who lives on the reservation . . . further translation . . . Just because I’m a North American Indian, as opposed to a native from India, doesn’t mean that I live on the reservation . . . s-o-o-o don’t try to “relate” to me by tossing random Owens Valley Paiute terminology into the conversation . . . u-u-uh . . . no habla . . .

Where was I . . . oh . . .

Well . . . here’s one for the book . . . there’s a name that’s disturbing the “wa” . . . MY “wa” and that’s not good . . . somehow I should know the person mentioned in the comment, but I cannot access the data . . . anyway, why would her daughter be commenting on the post??
Yeh . . . well . . .

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. . . the following is an excerpt from a comment awaiting approval that prompted this post/comment:

Do you still want me make obscene phone calls to a pay phone?

WTF!!? is some ghost from my past attempting to contact me? . . .

After sussing the ether, it’s starting to come back to me . . . the Post Office . . . Long Beach CA . . . downtown main . . . Pine Street . . . u-u-uh . . . and my vision becomes blurred . . . probably the graveyard shift . . . godamn!! . . . had to be graveyard, cos it wasn’t at Pacific Station or North Long Beach or Bixby . . . eventually I worked as a letter sorting machine operator, letter distribution clerk, etc. etc. etc. and resigned after 20 years . . . that’s more time than Bukowski ever managed . . . AND with fewer hangovers.

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. . . about the “obscene” phone calls . . . I plead insanity . . . musta been under the influence . . . of something . . . so I decided some colorful fauve influenced images were in order . . . AND I’m going to update my ABOUT page. . .

Photos from a street art gallery south of Mina NV and my iPad2 . . . State Highway 95 . . . east side of the road.

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. . . dope will get through times of no money better than money will get you through time of no dope . . . ” . . . and Abraham Lincoln never said that . . .

p.s. sorry Crystal . . . I trashed your “comment” cos it wasn’t really a “comment” . . .