The show last night was amazing. I love that man. There's now a little review and some songs off of his new limited edition CD up on The Fabulist, as well as a little bonus mp3.
I got my Firefly in the mail yesterday. Stayed up pretty late watching it, as I couldn't stop. I love that gorram show.
Last night I explained the intricacies of being in a loving, committed, yet sexually open relationship, and how I sometimes like to sleep with women, to my mum. She said, "Well, as long as you're happy and healthy." She's a good woman.
Then my uncle did a tarot reading for me that hit very close to home. I'd never had anything like that done before... Read More
It was a comic book presumabley drawn for my friend Olga about her life. Except the lead characters name was Trudy, and was a blonde as an adult. The art was very pulp-ish and classic. The first panel is a little, curly haired girl of about 4 or 5 staring up at... Read More
I'm sitting in my underpants, in my Plan Nine From Outer Space tshirt, with a bottle full of a cider, about to watch Serenity. I have comic books and Katamari planned for later.
I can't just sit down and write anymore. I haven't been able to for years. When I try, nothing comes out like it does in my head. I can never portray anything as beautifully or cinematically as I see if in my brain. I've also noticed that I'm very passive when I write. I use a lot of "kind of"s, "pretty sure"s, "just about"s. Am... Read More
awww, thats just your left brain a fussin and a fuedin and a fightin with your rigjht. your left brain is looking over the shoulder of the right asking pointless questions, not letting the right brain just get to work!
its no different to draw'n artists. still gotta worry that the angle of perspective is gonna be off, that the lines need to be different, anything to second guess the impulse to begin and work. so, say to your left brain, RESEARCH. go hammer out details or arcana or costume design, whatever. while you do that, the right is furtively working undercover.
also, dont be afraid to suck. liike several times.
i dont miss youths passion, i miss its singleness of purpose, when everything was a fucking around, so you could never fail at that. luck.
The Why?/Islands show on Friday was fucking fantastic. Got to work the ice cream truck, saw some old friends, and rocked sufficiently. More on Friday later.
All I did yesterday was sleep. Well, just about. Woke up at 10, napped from 1130-1, saw Maxx until 215; my blood sugar was really low so I felt like hell all morning. Napped from 3-430, woke up for... Read More
damn allergies...did yuo get the cat shot yet?
