Since several people asked about musics, I made a MUXTAPE of some musics, I like the layout and design of muxtape, it makes me want to like music more again. There can be music, this muxtape is a painting of my inner penis, I mention shit and dicks a lot on here, why do I do that. There are babies who listen to music. The Believer music issue is out, my head is on the cover a little, no it isn't, it does say something, Ross Simonini did a good job with their music mix tape that comes with the issue, that is a good idea, Ross Simonini is an excellent musician, I 'believe' him, I saw his band in Atlanta last year, I think it was last year, they were good enough to make one of my friends almost cry, I am going to put one of Tao's BRITNEY SPEARS stickers on Deerhunter/Atlas Sound's tour van, maybe where they won't see it, it will just be there, it has rained every single day since my loft has been opened again, I can't move my bed. That's okay for another minute. I want to eat chocolate rice? Someone should make a website like muxtape for literature somehow, I don't know what would happen, I don't know how that would work, I got tired of doing New Heavy, I am going to make it into something else, I want more interaction with the internet, everything is slow I feel slow. What can I do to make this less slow, what can we do, let's start a press, I have two books in mind that would be great to start a press with, it wouldn't cost that much if we did it together, can we do it together, can we dance like this:
I laid on a $4000 sofa yesterday, I felt like my life could be vastly improved if I could afford and buy the sofa, I would lay on it and feel excited.
I was going to make a list of objects that make me happy by the way the look being pleasing as what as inside, I can't think about it right now, all my shit is still in boxes, one that comes to mind immediately when I think 'aesthetically pleasing' is Miranda Mellis's THE REVISIONIST, I could hold that book and lick it and maybe cry on it but I don't want to get it wet.
I moved the new frame to my bed from the store to my loft yesterday and it started raining the second I left the store, very hard, the frame is wooden and new, it poured torrentially on the boxes all the way until I got to my loft 15 minutes later and dragged them inside in the pouring, they were soaked, as soon as I got inside it stopped raining, almost immediately once I was inside, god is watching, I bet god somedays sets the ends of his beard hairs on fire so he can smell how it smells.
Let's make something happen.