A bridge, the gap. Give me the gist. What the actual fuckity fuck is going on?
P ace, of a god damn snail. It's lonely at the top, but the vibe is higher. Join me someday?
O bsolete that is how you always made me feel. I was never your priority.
L ackadaisical, I am so sick of that part of your personality, or is there someone else home, inside your brain house. Who has the keys? Who runs the shows?
O mnipresent, this maybe extraterrestrial of me but did you feel that? Just now?
G naw, some days are better than others, I don’t think about you as much- other times it's unbearable. Those are blanket days.
I diosyncrasy what do you have like 134723958346-093560 billion of these, and did not tell me.
Z ero in on the better times. I know there were more good times than bad. I try.
E eavesdropping are you? I can hear you. You are not as slick as you think, fish.
A bysmal, describes our conversational skills. We are killing it at silence treatments.
N epotism, fuck your fake ass friends.
D isingenuous, I am beginning to doubt everything you said.
M ayhem, in your head again, up again at 2am. I feel you not sleeping.
E lude my gaze, why can't you look me in the eyes? What did I do to you? What did you do to me?
A bandon, when I needed you, you would always cut, and run.
N ettles. Do you listen to the Arctic Monkeys? I can't stand them but they pop on my Spotify.
I mpasse, we seem to be at a stalemate. I am still not going to be your “friend”. Fuck that.
T haw out, come engage in convos again.The air is too dry, and still between you and I.
O mnipresent, I am everywhere.
K lepto, why did you just feel like you could take everything from me, who the flying fuck do you think you are?
A nd I think I have said all I can.
Y ou need to move your ass.
Ash Wednesday: Adventures in West Philly: Ditched Digs, a look at the expanding unoccupied homes of West Philly
By: Ash Catcher
There is something so beautiful about these abandoned buildings in Philly. They are some of the most mesmerizing and oddly attractive parts about the city that I live in. While I like finding cool places in the suburbs still, and in the mountains, there is nothing like finding something in your backyard. literally. I plan to highlight more abandoned buildings in my photography, as well as my artwork in the upcoming 2021 year. Here are a few shots I took of a row home in West Philly. It is for sale so technically it could be a great starter home or investment property, but given the surrounding area, many homes like these remain abandoned, but still very much “active”.
What I like most about these houses is the stillness, everything in this house, which has always been a very interesting concept for me. The thought of a perminiment home kinda sort of baffles me at times, I am pretty transient, and move around a lot. It's not ideal but it is what it is. I like these homes because at one point or another they housed a lot of souls. These houses have been the stage for weddings, funerals, fights, make ups, break ups, babies and more. A house isn’t a home until it's been broken into. These homes have been stripped of their details, and decor, and put on display. But the memories still remain. I like to envision whoever lived in this house didn’t want to part with it willingly. I am certainly not willing to part with this hobby of mine, I’ll probably continue to do things like this until I am no longer able to hop a fence, or point and shoot a camera.
It’s been super cold lately and one of my hobbies has once again taken a semi back seat due to inclement weather. I got a tip off a friend of mine about this house in West Philly. It looks nothing like Will Smith says it does so thanks Will, thanks alot. This house from what I can tell like most row homes in Philly, and I can happily say that once you have been in one Philly row home you have been in them all, was pretty cleaned out already. No sign of people squatting, it was relatively free of trash, and no squirrels much to my dismay.
I am a sucker for hardwood floors and exposed brick, I have a feeling in a few months this place is going to get scooped up and flipped for more than 3 times it’s asking price. I hope they keep some of the original charm to these houses, I see them all the time for sale when I drive around, even where I live now there are plenty of “condemned”” homes for sale. I wonder why they weren’t more popular. Aren’t we always in some kind of housing epidemic or another? All things to think about.
I really can't wait for warmer weather. There are a few places by me currently that I am trying to visit. A really cool house up the road from me is still abandoned and I am trying to get in that shit as soon as it's warm enough. Hoping there won’t be too much mold and asbestosis. I generally like to go in with as little gear as possible. My camera bag is heavy enough, and I do not want to bring too much in with me, it is always smart to go into these places with another person or thing, but I have been flying solo and doing this by myself for so long I often get super impatient with other people I am Urban Exploring with. It is a really personal thing, and taking on past energies is a big thing for me, I cant have someone blocking my signal, ya dig?
That being said, anyone who has some sweet spots that are still active please send them my way. I am always looking for my fix of abandoned shit.
Hope everyone has a good holiday. I'll be working Christmas Eve like every year haha!
Catch ya later noobs.
Ash Wednesday! My Covid 2020 Schedule: Why I have chosen to consolidate my 60 hr work week into 4 days.
By: Ash Catcher
Photos By: Ellis.
I am pretty sure this year has, like most people changed the way we view and do things in the world. This year, well mostly starting at the end of March I made a conscious choice to stop working longer, (I was pulling 7 day weeks and working 15 plus hrs a day) to work smarter. Here is what I mean, I now have a great schedule, well as great as one can have given all these weird and uncertain times: I have chosen to work only 4 days out of the week and spend the other 3 going off on adventures. (Smartly, masked, and socially distanced) I mean your girl likes living in a highly populated but I’ll be damned if I can't lose cell service out in the woods at least a few times a week. Disconnecting is healthy and good. We need to be doing it more.
So what have I been doing? Where have I been going? People have been complaining to me this year that there is nothing to do. I am sorry that's not how I see things like ever I am a scary optimist when it comes down to things. The woods, and beaches are open, you just got to cross over that no trespassing sign, and I love to read, but I love going somewhere restricted even more, ya dig.
Yesterday I went back to Ricketts Glen State Park (my 3rd time there) to go Ice Hiking, we did a 3hr hike where we were slipping down icy terrain, and left me to tell you that shit was beautiful. All the falls were still going at max capacity, and I honestly could breathe for the first time in awhile. I would rather be doing my own thing any day of the week, I was so happy to share this place with my cold family (myself and my 5 other roommates) . It was quite the party. I would and hope that we go hiking again before it gets WAY too cold, but thanks to global warming slowly creeping its head in December more people are out then ever. It is a little bizarre but I rarely ran into anyone else on the trail.
This made for a great escape from my hectic as fuck week, I stopped my night job due to the indoor dining restrictions put in place, so that was a nice surprise. In all honesty 2020 you were quite a year but as one of my roommates just said to me “ You need to take a hike” I just roll with the punches now and try not to act surprised when some new regulation changes my life in some semi glazed detrimental way. I know the woods will always be there, and there is still so much to explore.
Catch you next Wednesday!
Written By: Ash Catcher
Anxiety is something I used to really struggle with, as this year progresses and it gets closer to the holiday season I can see people tensing up, and getting anxious. My anxiety usually happens in social situations, thank goodness it's been over a year since I have had an anxiety attack, but my SADS certainly doesn't help with my anxiety. The ups are ups and the downs are downs so here is a quick tribute to my anxiety, it's just a apart of me but it is not the WHOLE part of me.
I'm miserable because of you,
making plans and not following through.
You have me feeling as though I am alone.
I don't feel safe unless I'm at home.
I see a stranger on the street,
want to say hi but too scared to speak.
What are they staring at?
Something must be wrong...
Is there a stain on my shirt?
Is my nose too long?
I'm shaking, find an exit, I must retreat!
Here they come! Here they come!
Quick, I must flee!
People keep telling me that I am fine
but I am not,
not in my mind.
A lump in my throat makes it so hard to swallow.
Pains in my chest consume me with sorrow.
I lay awake, restless, hoping maybe,
just maybe this will all be gone
Ash Wednesday! Arch -a-TEXTture: Vexing Adventures in Erie, and other places in PA.
Written By: Ash Catcher
I hope everyone had a thankful thanksgiving! I was thankful because I had the pleasure of getting out of Philly for a few days, and pandemic aside, I was safe and wore my mask, social distanced, and washed my hands like I have been preaching to all of and any kid I had the unfortunate fortune of teaching (both in English and in Russian) I got to get away, blast it past route 76 into god only knows country where it's clear the election is still in full swing still? Um guys I am not getting political this is as political as I am gonna get, but I think there was a clear winner. Just saying anyway let's do a take down break down of my pandemic travels: I also rocked out to hella 80s music. By the end of my travels I felt like I traveled back in time. I had a freakin blast!
The World's Largest Coffee Pot: There are few things I love more in this world then coffee and ever since I have parted my way with alcohol and reluctantly but thankful cigarettes on more than one occasion my addiction to coffee has been sky high. I drank way too much coffee on this trip, even slummed it a few times to Starbucks. I am not proud of who I have become. I was proud however to have visited the worlds largest coffee pot, to my fucking utter horror had no coffee in it at all, not even a cafe. Not cool world's largest coffee pot containing an administrative office, and an abandoned gift shop, not cool. The few proud dudes with rifles were a nice added touch tho, good job Bedford County, I can now happily cross this off my bucket list, and put this dream to bed.
Next on my list was I finally got my ass to Lake Erie, I visited the only beach state park in Pennsylvania. It did not disappoint. Presque Isle State Park did not disappoint, the bay side was warm of all heck, but the beach side. She was a cruel mistress. Windiest day of my life 3 jackets and two hats later and I can still not feel my feet. Oddly enough Erie was super genderfied in certain areas, but I expect that with most small towns. The rocks for my rock collection were bombs. Flattest thing I ever found, I just couldn’t skip them, the waves were TOO DAMN HIGH! Over 6hrs from my first destination. I saw a lot of PA, A LOT OF IT! I didn’t get a souvenir in Erie, the view from my room was enough for me!
On Saturday I went to see Pittsburgh, I never been but It was fucking practacly abandoned when I got there on a Saturday morning and I can safely walk across the street, in Philly I would have been ran over twice already. People are really freakin nice in Pittsburgh. The architecture is also something I was a bit perplexed about; it was like some little kid took a bunch of legos from different play sets and just built a freestanding city. Lots of bridges. I liked that alot and the Indian food I got for lunch was delicious. I liked this City but it was all over the place. 10/10 I would come back for a Penguins game or a baseball game. Idk why you guys are obsessed with pirates? The graffiti and street art was choice!
The last leg of my Gonzo Tour led me to somewhere my 6th grade self Fallingwater, If you don't know which I expect not a lot of people do, this was Frank Loyd Wright’s Summer home. This thing is a party house built into a side of a waterfall, I can only imagine the fuckery that happened here. I would love to have something like this one day. The arctcur3e was gorgeous and for the time to have a mostly cement house built into the side of a mountain with all the exposed bricks, grottos, doo dads, and a hilltop garage / studio this baby had all the bells and whistles and more. I got a magnet at the gift shop. It's on my fridge now and I get super jazzed when I pass it to get a snack.
I had a rocking time escaping to the beach, the woods, and another city. I love traveling as long as I plan to do so safely, and taking certain precautions during this year I will continue to do so.
I'll catch ya next Wednesday!
- Ash Catcher
Photo Credit: Shane Cochran.