Reread most of Thomas Bernhard's 'The Voice Imitator' yesterday afternoon, high on nachos and a smoothie. Made my brain come up a little bit. The subtle is so underrated. Time to spend some time therein.
Got my 2x10's subs wakin' me up while I drive now. Realizing though that subwoofers aren't as fun now as they were when I was 16. Maybe that was obvious. Regardless, that Pimp C hits real hard.
Last night someone told me about DMT. I have never really done much chemical, actually none, outside alcohol and caffeine. I think if I were doing to try a drug in a realistic sense it would probably be that. Not that I'm going to, just saying. That almost makes sense, even though it doesn't. Doesn't at all.
Slowly reading TYRANT 6, dang, every piece has been so strong so far. Requires slow imbibing for maximal pleasure. Darryl Scroggins I enjoy.
My porn traffic has been, I think, reduced a bit in the switch from the blogspot URL to the .com, wondering if this will be fixed as the transition continues, or if I have lopped off that section of incoming.
I'm on twitter, you can follow me on twitter.
I feel kind of distracted and kind of like I don't care to not be distracted anyway, so that is a move in the right direction maybe, or the wrong direction, depending on what is supposed to be what. Sorry.
I found this picture in the street down from my parents' house almost 10 years ago:
In the street. Out in the street.
Several people have sent me Lynch mashups, I think this might be the best one still:
list of top 5, thanks Michael Mussman.
Just got Nicholson Baker's 'Human Smoke' in the mail, kind of excited about starting it, it's been too long since a dose of Baker. Also anxiously awaiting copy of Kevin Wilson's 'Tunneling to the Center of the Earth,' which I just finally ordered, and am really ready for.
OK Mom time