punchdrunkblake

Hello all suicide girls and boys..

Black Christmas was a semi grand event.. Things looked to have died in the ass quite early on when my guardian angels sfrom up on high, Lisa and Estelle, swooped down with foul language and hilarity and saved my fucking evening..

Much love to those two.. Things proceeded to get rather wild and involved a pizza and tray it was on being kicked into the abyss, a broken chair and a large number of Jager bombs and a stop watch..

Props to Gerry dear for dragging a toy drumming robot she picked up in Madrid around Europe and back to Sydney to give me

Christmas Day was not a bad one at all.. Went to a family friend's place and proceeded to drink and discuss transgressive fiction with the 54 year old father of the family.. When I'd had enough in me I gave the table some thoughts which caused the father to tell me that I'd just given his boys "the closest thing to an acid trip they'll ever have.." Thank you, Ted

From there went to a friend's place and we proceeded to crash a local Jewish club (the only place open) and drink and be merry till early hours..

Worked another shift at buster del block with the lovely Chrissie who I'd only met briefly before then.. Discussed random tid bits, put Baraka on and found out that she, as a totally straight girl, has a massvie thing for Audrey from Twin Peaks.. We're getting along like a house on fire

Today got a wake up call from Lisa and 28 minutes later was in a car with her and Estelle forging a path to Terrigal.. We sat on the beach and had fish and chips and many conversations about a certain girl needs to get laid "or else it will heal over.."



Christ, I think Estelle has to be the funniest and sickest person I've met in some while.. Had a beer and headed back to Sydney, was informed that the next time we'd venture to a place "where the men are men and the sheep are nervous.." Hilarity central.. Estelle also revealed she had quite a bug for writing so we're going to be swapping notes (minds out of the gutter, people) and so forth for the next little while..

When I got back a friend was kind enough to inform me that some demos of his were finished so please do head over to this myspace page and check out Fifth Quarter.. I'm not fond of the name at all, but give it a listen, the music is solid.. Vocals sound like they're channeling Cedric Bixler at times with all their falsetto mayhem

That's what HAS been happening, this is what MIGHT be happening in a future near you..

Pre-production for my first feature LAMENTING begins on Friday and shooting begins Friday week.. It's a character study piece about a guy committing suicide who hires a documentarian to follow his last days and leave a tape for his parents so they might understand why he did it.. It's not a heavy flick, it's a black black black comedy and heavily improvisational.. You will all hear more about it soon..

There's a novel in the works too, called GORGE, which will be a complete failure unless people puke whilst I read them the manuscript.. I'm trying to emulate what Palahniuk is doing and update things a little..

Sin City finally arrived in the mail so I've got 2 discs of Rodriguez related goodness and a really cute copy of The Hard Goodbye to waste my time with now..

Finally, some emotional food for thought which SG members may enjoy commenting on.. I've an abundance of female figures in my life at the moment and I'm in wuv with the one I have probably the least in common with

Go figure, and lay your thoughts on the table, I'd appreciate them..

Keep your heads up people, looking foward to meeting and greeting some of you Sydney folk on the 6th if that is still rolling along..