the scorpion attacks (great addition to the)

Scott Walker’s 2006 album The Drift is so good it literally facefucks the shit out of me every time I listen to it!  I put in the other day while driving around in my maroon Mercury Coupe and blasted the holy hell out of track 6 Cue.  That big ol bastard of a track sounded bitchin as a motherfucker on my pricey and stereo system and I spent many an hour of that drive with that tune on repeat, screaming the bizarre and haunting lyrics at the top of my lungs!!!

Imagine my shock and awe just the other day whilst I was perusing the foreign films aisle of the digital video disc section of Ye Olde Conglomerate and I happened upon a used copy of a feature film featuring Yamila Herrera which I did already have.  I nearly suffered a major cardiac even right there on the spot.  For years now I’ve made it my chief goal in life to collect every film – indeed, every THING – which features Yamila Herrera.  It is the only thing in my miserable life which provides me with any measure of satisfaction.  This tells me I need to be even more vigilant and studious in my search.  I need to forsake things which I’d foolishly prioritized and double my efforts from this moment on.  Yamila, I swear….

Flesh colored hosiery is so wonderful, joyous.  

Little tone, eh.  That probably isn’t the right term, just more of my token buffoonery.  The what of Mexico?  I’m not sure I understand.  I am hella intrigued though as the kids would say.  That’s right (the mascara snake)!  I’m still hip to the rad street vernacular.  

If only she would stuff a used pair into my mouth!  I suspect that would make me very happy.  

I’ve been listening lately to Carla Morrison’s 2015 album Amor Supremo and it is quite a lovely and ethereal piece of work!  I came late to the party as usual (because I’m a worthless individual) but it truly is better late than never.  Great songs, innovative production and a beautiful voice.  need to dig deeper as these are only first impressions.  

Another grand event last night.  what can I say?  They simply know what they are doing better than anyone else in the game right now.  

I also been catching up on Supergirl in recent hours.  My word, I’d forgotten that she….  If only after a hard day of crimefighting I could….

Low and Tilt, so perfect.  And several others.  Things keeping me alive.  

Once a month, is that too much?  dick well in hand, everything began to feel so not quite right.  Is this possible?  Are we really living in this world, where touching our groins sets us into locuras?  Something just doesn’t seem quite right and I frequently have the sneaking suspicion that this is all part of someone’s imagination.  But whose imagination?  Ah, that is the question.  Could it be mine?!  I suppose that’s possible.  There’s just too many weird things.  like movies.  How is it possible that we watch movies, that those things exist?  I frequently have the sensation that what is being lived is not real at all, this has all been invented.  There is an element of terror in terms of discovering who invented it all and why but my curiosity remains the same.  I don’t edit things anymore.  Devoted followers of my work have likely noted this.  I’d love to say it’s for artistic purity or some such puffery but it really just comes down to common household laziness.  

I recently watched the movie Regression starring Ethan Hawke and Emma Watson.  I dig the director.  Abre Los Ojos is a fanstastic film and his entire oeuvre is filled with rich atmosphere.  I was able to call what was happening within the first 5 seconds of this flick.  Not because I’m smart (I’m actually incredibly stupid) but because I’d previously read a great deal about similar cases.  I found the flick very compelling nonetheless with really smart photography.  I think I’ll purchase it at some point but who can say when with any degree of certainty?

Of all this shared universe crap we’re being made to endure I will say I think I am genuinely excited for and interested in the new Universal monsters movies!  The mummy is up first and the cast and gender swap certainly excites me!  We shall see how it goes.  

In this moment I do feel Your love and that is beautiful and keeps me going. I am a fool.  
I brought up Supergirl earlier.  Interesting that this TV show is currently doing a much MUCH better job of keeping the rich and wonderful spirit of the  Superman mythology alive than anything in the cinematic works.  I think this is right though, I do need to listen to more positive things.  

Watching a bit of baseball.  I find it to be a very satisfying sport.  

I am writing now of this specific place I have forsaken.  It was a necessary act, a necessary sacrifice. It was more than the right thing but the right thing doesn’t always feel right, isn’t that right?  Still, it definitely saves a lot of feelings for those all important morning hours.  And the night?  it’s still ours and though some are momentarily not quite as crisp, nothing has truly changed.  We still find our way to that masquerade ball.  Please tell me it’s going to be okay.  Do I have any right to ask anything? We’re all just tired of wearing masks.  But I’ll never know.  there is so much comfort to be found.

Which reminds me of the video game Sonic R for the Sega Saturn!  Any other fans out there in interwebs land?  I used to race as Knuckles the Echidna all the damn time.  such is the nature of wisdom.  

That 9th grade drama class, what do I even say about it?  

But no, let us not depart as such.  This music pumping through the speakers.  When I see you I am not so sure at first.  I am trying so very hard to hide how fractured and wrong I am.  I know you can see it but you accept me anyway and this is everything.  I have no idea who I am anymore.  She lets him know this is okay.  There’s a big comfy California King in bedding….

This is me at my most anachronistic.