Even with the shaved head...maybe especially...yes!!!

I may have no choice now but to listen to 3 or 5 Scott Walker albums back to back, watch a couple of Lynch films and then partake in my noose setup (among other things).  it’s where you sort of hang yourself but not really…it feels good while you…well, you know.  when the delivery person brings my packages and I like to answer the door in my finest come-hither outfit.  Next time we dance we’re both going to be wearing masks!  I need to throw that other glove away though, it looks like it has blood on it hahahaha.  Who interrupted the fucking broadcast?!  I am so seriously freaked out right now.  They were in my room last night! Oh God, mommy, they were in my room last night, please don’t let them take me please mommy please don’t let… Haha, yes, I’m back and better than ever!  Sliding into third just like that!  Forgive me ya’ll!  I had butter on my toast this morning which probably explains my unusually jovial spirits.  Speaking of spirits, I drank quite heavily last night and fell asleep while watching John Carpenter’s 1995 flick In the Mouth of Madness.  Intimate followers of my work no doubt are well acquainted with my slavish adoration of the work of Carpenter and lead actor Sam Neill so I will not belabor the point.  However did you know I also consider this film to be Carpenter’s last great work?!  Ah, Lovecraft.  What a writer!  How I wish there were more attempts at adapting his rich and horrifying prose though I can certainly understand why it is so difficult.  I was also reading a book by Donna Tart the other day and watching an old episode of the original Star Trek series.  The word “old” there is a bit redundant, isn’t it?! Not to mention reductive. Great series though.  Me ALSO highly looking forward to the new Trek series set to premiere sometime next year (I think).  Whatever though, right? …them take me away they stick me with things oh please oh God what is happening?!

Sorceress.  What a great word!  And a peacock to boot.  Do I dare tamper with these things again (please don’t lock me up again!)?  I haven’t stolen anyone’s haircut today. I was listening to jazz music earlier with some very sumptuous upright bass solos.  So tasty, they went very well with my extra crispy bacon and undercooked eggs.  Oh yes, that plaid shirt and hat, and everything grey underneath.  Maternal, yes?  It’s all ready, catch!  Insertion right there in the lumbar spine.  Liquid ecstasy, gives up, feels too good.  Everything is a field of black daisys now.  

And it was at that very  moment we hit the precise 444.  Holy sow, I still need to order those Kraftwerk albums.  Jeez, am I really that stupid?  Enough of your modern shit already! Purty please with sugar on top.  It’s a very violent mix, the proof is in the pudding, am I right?  I got so used to the blaring, I now cannot handle the original way.  What a fool I am.  Do I deserve anything good at all?  I still need to get Bone Coda.  Don’t make me forget, eh?  

I guess I’m just sitting around on my bourgeois sofa waiting to find out what Tiffany will say.  So many avenues open to her thoughts and yet I currently have no way of truly knowing.  The pinwheel.  Is that what I should call it?  it doesn’t seem entirely right though I suppose it’s as good a placeholder as any.  I can’t recall how old he was when he first witnessed that great feat.  Was there something magenta involved?  But the impression it left would last a thousand lifetimes.  So showy.  Perfect me thinks.  The style if fantastic now but if only it could be a bit more like before.  Just a bit.  But her say is driving his curiosity right now.  After that chain was being so uncooperative…she going the extra mile afterward…was it all worth it?  But that pin though, that pin is everything.  

That glitter.  Yes, it took back that great blissful summer so many years ago where discovery was at hand and flesh was pressed so tightly against the precipice.  That was a summer of wonder, hushed mythology and swamp rock.  And this most recent and seam laden vampire’s coffin took me right back to that starry eyed time where everything seemed possible and perhaps I really could just wash ashore on a paradisiacal island.  

I always think the song Lovely Rita is on Revolver when it’s so obviously on Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band but that’s because I’m a total idiot.  The White Album is probably still my fave though but that’s because I’m a pretentious gasbag (it is a great album though, full of vibrant and penetrating art!).  don't forget to order that Greek artist!  Need more!  

I need to fix me up a big ol’ frosty glass of rich chocolate Ovaltine right now and then I’m going to sweat and grind with a big group of monkeys who are totally bananas.  Afterward I’ll probably slip on a neon pink thong and have some fun roller skating downtown while reading the latest census report(s) regarding the upcoming election.  Then I will postulate on the highly illusory fabric that makes up this fragile world while sucking on greasy coins and planning my lunches for the rest of the week.  Afterward, I will likely play pocket billiards for a good long while and then chew 17 sticks of stale bubble gum that I will procure from various packs of Topps baseball cards.  Don’t even try to pretend that you were not the one who stole the coconuts from that tree.  Just admit what you did and we can go grab a burger and soda at Hooters and quiver with delight at all the hosiery.  

I really like the album Us by Peter Gabriel.  It is incredibly lush and I think I will purchase the remaster very soon!  Though if anything needs remastering it’s those old Talking Heads albums!  Such great music but so poorly showcased!  That and Sign O’ the Times!!!  Please!!!  But yeah, lush Us may but I think Kate Bush’s albums from Hounds of Love to Aerial still wear the crown for sheer beautiful lushness.   The Sensual World, The Red Shoes!  Too perfect, too beautiful.  Worlds unto themselves that are slowly but surely working their way up the echelons to be definitive soundtracks to my miserable useless existence!  

Lights Out was real good.  I enjoyed it.