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p.s. Hey. ** jay, Hey. Ah, yes, that makes sense: the ‘good boy’ aim. I certainly understand the furry in concept only, being the imaginative kind of writer I am. 7 hours … I hope you landed in a single piece. How is ‘Guts’? I haven’t read it, and its reputation makes me a little suspicious. Enjoy your weekend in your new surroundings. ** PL, My pleasure. Give me the weekend to pore over the treasures there. Yesterday was swamped with business-y stuff. Hm, no, I don’t think any of the slaves have ever reached out to me. I use various techniques to disguise them, so I doubt they even know they were here. Guys do occasionally write to me asking if I could hook them up with the slaves, like they think I’m their pimp or something. It’s been a long time, but years ago a few of the escorts got in contact with me. And a couple of the escorts popped into the comments to say hello. I actually ended up becoming good friends with one of the escorts. Fine weekend! ** Dominik, Hi!!! Yes, I just need to forage through the gigs list and see if anything grabs. I agree that God surely gravitated to that track in particular. Weird because love also hearing a strange half-singing, half-shrieking sound coming through his windows yesterday afternoon and wondering if he should call 911 until he realised it was the Ukrainian woman who makes her living as a Michael Jackson impersonator and who lives upstairs from him having very (apparently) good sex, G. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi. Its difficulty is pretty easy to get used to pretty quickly and then it’s smooth, poetic sailing, I think. Oh, cool, yeah, ‘Perfect Angel’ was a treat. I’m very happy that my very gratitude based love for PT has an impact. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. Oh, okay, it’s okay because I know about his Gay/Straight Alliance work. I think the Nouveau Roman were very gay friendly. Certainly Duras was, and, having met Robbe-Grillet, I can attest that he certainly was. ** Tyler Ookami, Hi. I must admit I’m not a big fan of stand comedy as a general rule. I like weirdness and the unexpected too much, I guess. So, you work with puppetry a bit? I work with a theater director, writing her pieces, and she didn’t study theater but rather got her degree in puppetry, and our works almost always involve puppets or dolls or mannequins or dummies. I wish I could be there to witness your act. ** Uday, Hi. Ah, two weeks, so you have a solid sense of that great, confounding city. God, Jesus, 36+ hours traveling … even the 11 or so travel hours from here to LA is kind of devastating for me. Yes, someone directed me to that House Celebs thing. What in the world made or let that happen. I would say ‘if only’ except that you couldn’t pay me enough to live in Sandy Springs, Georgia, although, hm, I suppose I could pretty easily resell that estate and bankroll every film I ever want to make in perpetuity. Thanks. Enjoy your presumably non-school interrupted weekend. ** Justin D, Awesome, a fellow ‘Fable’ lover! I’ll go see or hear what Sundowner is very shortly. Thank you! Yesterday a person I was with handed me their phone upon which there was a video playing of some Gay Men’s Choir somewhere performing their version of Sparks’ ‘The Girl Is Crying In Her Latte’, which unleashed numerous chuckles and a few wows that I would gladly share with you, but I don’t have the link. The meeting was successful in devising an escape plan, but now we have to see if it works. No, I haven’t seen the Lynch/Oz doc, and that is most enticing, so I will. Thank you yet again! Bon weekend! ** Lucas, Hi. Oh, it’s okay, you didn’t ‘go on’ at all. I felt and fully absorbed every word. Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever even listened to anything by Leonard Cohen after ‘Death of a Ladies Man’. The film meeting clarified some things and presented a possible way forward, but now we have to see if the way forward is possible. It was a start. I hope your weekend is a perfect combination of relaxing and perky. ** Steve, Hi. I don’t know if I can agree that ‘Dune 1’ was better, just differently dreadful. The meeting held out some promise. I did not know about ‘Star Whackers’, but I do believe it should be lodged in my brain pan. So thanks for the alert. Paris is pretty temperate and negotiable. My weekend? Start trying to implement the possible plan forward re: the film. I think see a film today. Engage in the opening ceremony of the Paralympics either in person — it’s happening down the street — or otherwise. Stuff like that. Enjoy yours. ** Måns BT, Howdy, Måns! Uh, the meeting was good because it was with the most pleasurable of our film’s producers, and he came up with a plan to get us out of the hell we’re in that might, might just work if we’re very lucky. It’s nice to have a theoretically workable plan. Agree, agree re: Nolan. I’m Facebook friends with Paul Schrader, and I do believe he has lost his mind because he recently declared ‘Oppenheimer’ as the greatest film of the century. My day was the meeting and hanging out with Zac and eating excellent Indian food. Pretty good. I think maybe I mentioned that I ate the greatest ramen I have ever eaten in my life in Stockholm, but I don’t remember the name of the restaurant, drat. I hope your weekend turned your face into a smiley face emoji. ** Diesel Clementine, Sorry to hear about the difficult day. It’s good that days end on time like clockwork. Oh, I need a tiny rain check on the intricacies. Yesterday ate most of me. Be at one with the universe until Monday morning. ** Cletus, Hi, Cletus! Good to see you! I hope the craziness of your recent life was the good kind. ‘Fable’ is beautiful. It’ll sneak up on you maybe. And thanks about the reading of my things. What else is happening with you? I hope whatever that entails is majority great! ** Charalampos, Hi! Yes, unfortunately ‘Fable’ is not easy lay, at least in English. I love a ton of Pinget’s books, and he wrote a ton of them. ‘Mahu or the Material’ and ‘Baga; and The Inquisatory’ are great, for instance. Will you go check up on your drawings to see what happened? Meeting held promise. The details wouldn’t be very interesting to hear. Goodest weekend from the P. ** Harper, Hi! It really sucks that ‘The Golden Fruits’ is almost impossible to get one’s hands on because it’s her best, I think, and kind of a masterpiece. ‘Tropisms’ is great. Yoko Ono: Apologies in advance, but, as a visual artist, I think she did some interesting work in the early 60s, and I think most of her films are interesting, but I think, other than that, her work is utterly banal, New Aged-out, lunkheaded conceptual art for dummies. The Deepak Chopra of contemporary art. Not a fan. I think her music was very interesting up through the ‘Fly’ album but kind of embarrassing after that with some exceptions. So, yeah, I’m not big on her, sorry. Ah, and now you used ‘Existentialism for Dummies’ re: Nolan, which I agree with, so you know what I meant to imply re: Ono at least. What a world, eh? ** Bill, I thought maybe goodreads was a key. I’m one of those who just pops in there briefly to read reviews. Nice looking store. I don’t know when I’ll be Toronto, but I’ll put it on my imaginary agenda. Meeting held promise, which is something under the circumstances. Thanks, B. ** Okay. This weekend I made one of my more carefully and intricately structured gif stacks than it might initially seem for you to scroll through with whatever resulting effect. See you on Monday.
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Yeah, I landed okay! The story was uhh, I don’t know. It read like what I imagine people think your books read like. It was just pretty gruesome, not particularly humane, very sexual in a quite boring way. I haven’t changed my opinions on Palahniuk, I guess.
Yeah, I’m enjoying my weekend! I’ve been reading Marbled Swarm to my boyfriend, and he’s been laughing out loud, so all good on that front.
Today reminds me of the script of Gregory Markopouos’s “Twice a Man” when he first concieved of it as more convntional dramatic feature about a guy coming out to his mother. “Why do you keep seeing the Physician?” she asks. “When you get to like a man’s face there’s nothign you can do about it.” he replies. Olympia Dukakis played the mother in the film. Her son was played a a total babe named Paul Kilb. He wasn’t an actor but for a film like this acting wasn’t really required.
“D” c’est moi
Robbe-Grillet’s favorite actor was Jean-Louis Trintignant who is also my favorite actor
Trintignant was frequently spotted at gay bars in New York. I’m not at all sure if he was cruising. He very well may have been there for the atmosphere — like Joseph Callea in “Gilda”
Hi!!
I could easily get lost for hours in today’s post – and not solely because of all the pretty faces. Thank you so much for this!
I’m almost certain that my screamer wasn’t half as interesting as a Ukrainian Michael Jackson impersonator having sex, haha.
Love making my suddenly and unreasonably appearing head cold disappear, Od.
When I saw the name of this stack was Facials I was expecting to see the XXX variety. What’s served up here instead is infinitely more interesting, though. Especially nice to see the Gif format making a comeback.
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Eyes Without a Face” or Facial
Hi Dennis, what’s up? I decided to look for asymmetries in the faces. The one that’s all bloodied up on one side is clearly the most asymmetrical, and the dog with the brown patch over one eye is the runner up. I guess the one before Harry Potter is also in the running because it’s unclear what’s going on in the unlit half of the face.
It’s good to be back. I’ve been busy, have a lot of blog reading to catch up on. My Paris trip made a lasting impression on me. I started French classes in my neighborhood, am falling hard for it.
The boy I got involved with suddenly left for reasons that aren’t entirely clear. I’ve already gone on another date since then and am still super flirtatious so no big deal. This did get me thinking about my style of intimacy especially since I’ve lost a parent at a younger age than many people. I’m super patient and affectionate from day 1 and maybe this boy or people in general could confuse this with feeling committed and “serious” from day 1. In my book seriousness = sacrifice and everything else is just fun, whether it’s sex or whatever kind of emotional intimacy.
The general vibe in Tel Aviv is an even more spirited version of what I call “fake normal” than the usual. Everybody thought there’d likely be a regional war by now but we seem to be on pause. I try not to think about all of this too much.
Emily Dickinson suddenly clicked for me. I grew up in Western Massachusetts so we read a fair amount of her in high school. It always seemed impressive to me but never clicked until now. Have you ever been a devotee or been around someone going through such a phase?
Hey Dennis!
So much banality occurring around here… that is somehow also tedious… keeping me from things like this. But screw all that.
I laughed aloud at the title of this post juxtaposed immediately with Kermit… the rest is entrancing.
Awhile back a mutual appreciation of The Gits came up here… as well as from another local but which I don’t recall… but this just came out in case you and that other person wasn’t aware and is interested
https://feralhouse.com/product-tag/steve-moriarty/
and here’s a clip of Steve talking about it on NPR
https://www.npr.org/2024/08/15/nx-s1-5037926/drummer-steve-moriartys-book-remembers-mia-zapata-lead-singer-of-the-gits
I was in the shower last week listening to Morning Edition like the dork I am and was very surprised as well as delighted to hear this on there.
Gotta run deal with some further nonsense for now but wanted to share the above lest I forget… have a close to perfect weekend as possible.
Hey Dennis, I feel like I’m catching up. Been ‘peeking’ every day and meant to comment but, you know…life. Esp. wanted to comment on those old amusement parks / failed parks. One was situated on top of Council Crest in Portland, and your mention was the first I heard about it! I used to live nearby and walk my dog in that same park and had no idea it was once an amusement park. Now it’s just a park with a great view. Weird. There were others from this area, like pixieland, I believe, and Farrell’s ice cream? Anyway, I’m going looking for that Pinget book; it’s…short? On Amazon there’s a hardcover for $25 and a paperback for $969. Seems to me the choice makes itself. Oh, and yes: I finished Jack Skelley’s ‘The (Complete) Fear of…” and *loved*; quite a horny book and I’ll never look at LA the same way again (esp. the buildings in the skyline!). Skelley and I have Catholicism in our past, so that adds yet another dimension. Also just finished Houellbecq’s ‘Submission,’ which was…I don’t know how to feel about it. That’s all I’m sayin’. I like some of his others. Just returned from vacay at the coast and, ugh, tested positive for you-know-what. Seems to be everywhere in Oregon right now. Yay! It’s my first time at this rodeo. After all this time I thought I was one of those folks who just somehow didn’t get it; not so! My pride, sadly, is a bit wounded. Take care, dude, Don
No, I don’t work with puppets in the act. I don’t really know how to work with puppets, but they are a fascination of mine. I don’t know how I could work a puppet into a 3 minute open mic set besides just bantering with it like a ventriloquist, which is pretty boring. From my experience trying to make dolls and plush toys, things like that are always harder to make than I set out thinking as well.
I drowned out a lot of the noise of my early 20s by developing a truly odd obsession with Mongrels, a short-lived and pretty obscure English comedy series about cute puppets having gruesome and uncute misadventures and developed a really odd maladaptive obsession with its protagonist, Nelson. I think it was probably one of my major entries into furry, as I started watching panels where the puppeteers explained how they operated the puppets at furry cons. Some furries choose to express their fursona through a “pawpet” rather than a fursuit, which I kind of want to do someday. Had fun as my school’s mascot as a teenager; probably wouldn’t like to sweat like that now. Kind of involved with furry online, still haven’t been to a convention.
I finished The Weaklings and Closer. My bedroom would have looked a lot like how George’s is described in Closer at that age, if you replaced Disney with Sanrio. I finally got to visit the Sanrio park in Tokyo last year. It was a nightmare, just so crowded and noisy that day. Still, I guess it was worth it because that boat ride was incredible. Maybe worth it for that?
Hey, Dennis! Asking you to pimp them out? That’s odd. I’ve discovered this nice homoerotic japanese illustrator that you might like; Gojin Ishihara. Ever heard of him? Wishing you a good weekend too.
Hey Dennis. Been reading a lot of poetry today to work myself up to an essay on Kafka and came across a new way of thinking about Baudelaire. Paris Spleen or Fleurs for you?
Love the gifs. Every so often I’ll take a gif from your blog and run with it. They’re very Tumblr coded in the best possible sense of that phrase. Particularly interesting to see Mean Girls a few gifs down from an Araki movie. Watched SLC Punk, which is charming/quaint in its own way. But you have to be in a certain mood. Wishing you a day full of amusingly ugly tiles.
Comments are being glitchy on my end so also wanted to say, if this goes through, that I hope you’re able to successfully bully your producer.
Hiya Dennis!
It’s great to hear the meeting went well, I really hope the plan works out for you guys!
The greatest film of the century???? OPPENHEIMER????!!!! The guy has completely lost it. I watched two thirds of it in the cinema before I left (my friend had a panic attack or something so we had to go before the movie finished) and it was barely an okay movie. It just feels so disingenuous in a way, so fake, I don’t know how to put it.
The fact that you ate the best ramen of your life in Stockholm does sound familiar! Do you possibly know whereabout it was? Like if it was in a mall or near some store you remember or anything.
Today was a pretty good day. I worked at “Filmstadens Dag” which was a lot of fun. Filmstaden is this place where like every Swedish movie ever was filmed, most notably the films of Bergman. I bought a lot of films and records and spent just about every penny I earned today. But it was worth it!!! I also realized that I need to try to get Thundercrack screened at Zita where I work, so I’ll try to get on that. I hope your weekend has been nothing but pleasurable !
Måns 🙂
hey. how are you? good to hear about the clarifying meeting — that’s a start, isn’t it? I had another mixed bag weekend, it was frankly mostly terrible, save for having seen my only friend from my old school yesterday and having started reading ‘thomas the obscure.’ I also finally cracked the pizarnik collection I have open—great argentinian poet, I assume you know her?—and I’m miraculously somehow less dismayed at the prospect of reading/writing more in spanish, which is a long time coming since it’s my native language after all. I guess you’re mostly concerned with saving ‘room temperature’ right now but have you made any progress with the new film script you wrote/did zac get back to you about it? my only plans for this week so far are just getting through its awfulness and getting used to my classes and stuff so hopefully you have something better lined up. sending finally breezier vibes from over here, xo.
Marie-France — transgender chanteuse
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlBqphohLIo
Hey. Yeah, the only Yoko Ono stuff I’ll readily defend is her early music along with ‘Grapefruit’. I certainly agree that she’s kind of embarrassing thereafter. There are other figures like that who were doing interesting things at one point but end up preaching something or other and making completely empty art for rich people. The whole give peace a chance stuff is certainly grating. Anyway, my main thing is that I’ll always defend Yoko over accusations that she broke up the Beatles. I think there’s a lot of misogyny and racism behind the treatment of her, particularly by the media, but a lot of the more close-minded Beatles fans will buy into it anyway.
Paul Schrader is certainly an interesting man. A lot of his facebook is horny posting, like he’ll rate famous actresses on how attractive he thinks they are and will go on strange political rants. I think he’s probably drunk when he’s doing it.
I have to go to some kind of family get together thing tomorrow which will not be fun because they are very confused by my very existence, so I’m dreading that. I always walk away feeling hopeless and judged. They cannot comprehend what it means to be trans and always make me explain my ‘lifestyle’ to them like I’m some kind of spokesperson who has interesting things to say about those things. And they’ll take hearty sips of wine and argue about if trans people really exist like that’s some discussion I’m willing to have. That’s all I am to them. It’ll be interesting to observe though, because they live such a different life to my own.
sleigh bells in the air/
beauty everywhere/
yuletide by the fireside/
and gleeful memories here:
i think every time i see my family i have some lurch to run away – i was on the bus to see boyfriend 1 the other day and thought of running away – the logistics of disappearing – i was walking by the water – listening to a Scottish song about selfies – mud – sand – caked onto trainers and JNCO jeans – looking down – like looking down at a condom pulled out IBS asshole – what have you been eating – i had a bottle of absinthe that a man – i pretended was my uncle – gave me when i was 17 – then, seven years later, yesterday: i had a spoon with holes in it – no sugar cubes – heaped brown sugar on – poured the absinthe – i’m sure if it’s blue it’s shite – i remember a 27 year old dyke porn star stopped me in a train station because her favourite colour was blue – my hair was blue at the time – i was 16ish – she made me Quorn chicken nuggets and strawberry ice cream made with coconut – i ate her out – the second time i dyed my hair, i dyed it pink – it’s supposed to be green – the absinthe – it’s supposed to make you see fairies – i think you really do need the sugar cube proper – i set the sugar on fire and it turned black – i remember buying a leather gimp mask as a teenager – with a little black rubber chode as a gag – i remember my dad telling me he found it – this was in the Indian restaurant before he shaved off my mohawk – i said i was a fan of giallo films in application letters to film schools – i tried to fuck a wiccan girl in the asshole in the park when i visited edinburgh open day – i couldn’t get hard – i hadn’t watched any of them – but i cited them as an influence – bought translucent plastic – red – blue – green – I remember cutting up the green plastic and stapling it into a little bag – filling it with green tea – selling it to a German guy at my highschool – i went to a private school on scholarship – told him it was weed – £30 – adjusted for inflation: £39.89 – dollars: 51.38 – french euro: 45.92 – he told me once “Hitler wasn’t that bad a guy” so it felt justified – he’d phoned me up in the middle of the night saying everyone knows i’m a drug dealer so i should stop pretending im not – i wasn’t – for the record – – – two hour long break in writing this due to: friend phoning me and 2 boyfriends to say: that she had found a piece of paper with illegible writing that made her think she needed us to come round – shrooms – the paper was a note from the council about some shit – she’d written over the lot of it – stuff like – “glee is a part of it but so is danger” – arrow pointing to “MR” before her name in the heading – tail of the arrow reads “funny !” – another friend was staying at boyfriend 2’s flat a couple of months ago – boyfriend 2 was in London – friend was going through a bad breakup – she was supposed to give me back the keys that day – but wouldn’t answer the door – last week i think i almost got queer bashed – i was wearing a linen suit – which, as you probably know, wrinkles if you even look at it – someone looked at every inch of it that night – i made that joke before we fucked – some car drove by as i walked home – some rangers fan shouted “poof” at me – the car slows – U Turn – shouted again – drove down an alleyway between me and boyfriend 2’s flat – i must’ve only stood at the corner of the alleyway for 30 seconds – before running across it – but it felt like … i remember this was the day that podcast came out – i’m standing at the corner of the alley – Dennis Cooper is talking about a GameCube game – about the player falling through the game – i’m trying to buzz up a month ago – but my friend won’t answer – i’m trying to buzz up a week ago – but my boyfriends don’t answer – i think i can hear the car door open – i think i can hear their voices – i’m playing the song from Merry Christmas Charlie Brown for my friend on shrooms – to try and calm her down – the sound comes out my tiny phone – a month ago: i walk in the door when the cleaners walk out – up the elevator – i can see her bag through the letterbox – banging on the door – i remember – drunk once – we’d screwed open the letterbox and my wrist was skinny enough to open the door – i remember a painting of hamlet’s girlfriend in a river i painted over and over again when i was a kid – i remember thinking i’d walk in on my friend in the bath – cause i imagined myself in the same bath when boyfriend 2 handed me the keys – when i got old fashioned razors from the eco green shop – they do red bathbombs i imagine – that shop that’s always mobbed at Christmas – “Lush” – fizzing – black sugar drips down fast – the whole glass catches on fire – i walk into the flat and my friend’s not even there – turns out she had too much coke the night before – and ran away – i pour a whole glass of water on the flaming absinthe – the spoon rattles into the water – black glob floating – glee is a part of it but so is danger – supposedly – the alcohol’s diluted – tastes like shit – pale blue water – chewing on something black and rubbery – strands of pink hair floating down to the Turkish barber floor – he makes me hug him afterwards – thank him – my brother tells me i ran away – hardly – i wish i did – wish i did properly – a year – two years before i left for uni – i think i’ve found a family now – i’ll be getting married to one of my boyfriends next year – is this a family unit ? – two fags and a tranny ? – i wish i ran away – so much earlier than i got away- i wish i’d ran away then to scratch my feet on the concrete then – so they don’t itch now – when i’m safe – because i’m actually safe – now – boyfriend buzzes me in – i dunno what i’m talking about really – i just have that feeling again – legs itching – i just need to run – Charlie Brown’s stupid fucking face – fucking – wee prick – sorry Charlie Brown – i don’t know what i’m on about – someone replied ‘something beautiful’ – someone else is singing – i dunno what – they’re singing – they’re singing – they’re singing – i dunno what they’re singing.
Non-diagetic sound:
christmas time is here/
families is drawing near/
oh, that we could always see/
such spirit in the year.
Hey, Dennis! Clever post title—I was expecting something completely different. A great collection of GIFs—no surprise there. Two from ‘Mysterious Skin’, no less! <3
The escape plan: ooh, that makes it sound so clandestine or something. Though I doubt there's any skullduggery involved at all. I hope it all works out in your and Zac's favor. I'm trying to imagine that gay men's choir version of 'The Girl Is Crying In Her Latte'…
Hope your weekend was charming.
Did you make it to the Paralympics?
The concept behind STAR WHACKERS – or just the fact that it existed – got my attention, but the film is unwatchable. I shut it off after 15 minutes, feeling guilty for watching Quaid going through a severe manic episode or some other form of serious mental illness.
I did make it through Shinya Tsukamoto’s latest film, SHADOW OF FIRE. Set in a Japanese town that’s been almost entirely destroyed during WW2, the first half, in which a widowed sex worker develops an intense, needy relationship with a young boy, is very good. It’s shot mostly in tight, dark close-ups. But in the second half, it becomes a more conventional film about children trying to survive wartime.
Any positive news from Zac?
Hi Dennis! It’s been a while. My trip to Seattle ended up being a whole week, and very very busy, and I had a lot of work and other things since I got back, so, now I’m caught up on blog stuff for the last few days!
These gifsets are always difficult for me – not only because loading so many of them makes my lappy very upset, but also because rather than trying to interpret some kind of structure or flow, my brain just lights up with “oh I recognise this, I recognise that, I don’t know what that’s from” as I scroll down the page. I almost wish there was a little credits addendum with the source of each one, but maybe the mystery is part of the interest.
So, my trip! It was lovely! Spent a lot of time with a friend who was also visiting from The Middle Of Nowhere, Arkansas – we did a lot of fun gay things. We went to see the new Alien Romulus film (which I hated – but then I’d already seen and hated two more of the director’s films so that’s 3/3 for me being a hater). We went shopping and bought each other fun underwear. We went to a nude beach (my first time!) with my bf. And we went with a bunch of other friends to a gay bar for karaoke night, which was absolutely a highlight. Great atmosphere, lovely people (it turns out the bar is also a de facto furry bar, so lots of fun graffiti/stickers all over the place), and I got to serenade my boyfriend, which felt very cool.
I ate a lot of great food, showed my boyfriend ‘Gladiator’ (somehow he’d never seen it before???) which still holds up as a really solid film. Only negative was how fucking expensive everything is, especially travel. What’s the use of a low-cost transit system if the buses and light rail are unreliable and coverage is bad? Maddening. BUT I start a new part time job next week so hopefully that’ll take the edge off moneywise, even if it’s not exactly an exciting gig.
I also read Keanu Reeves and China Miéville’s ‘Book of Elsewhere’…but I’ll save my thoughts for tomorrow, maybe.
Anyway hello I hope your weekend’s been lovely!!
oh hey i’m early, great faces. all of my thoughts were mostly practical in the vein of ‘oh hey i know that guy’, probably not intended reaction bluh.
noted on proper and primness, it is nice to do. at least when i’m not feeling super esl, honestly my norwegian is devolving, and i live in norway rn ha. maybe i have no mother tongue.
ooo puce mary nice, hope it works or sorry it didn’t work out? though as a norwegian, i have to type out a long grr becuse puce mary is danish, it’s a scandnavian thing. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
noted on egoyan, exotica was p good, not ideal circumstances i watched it. mainly becuse it was in a double showing with hal hartley’s trust and those while being two really good movies did not work together. so it goes, art of the double feature is still a mystery to me.
finished lonely hearts killer like a hour ago, so my thoughts are mostly vague practical boring. extremely strong first chapter — it’s divided into three –, very interesting insight into japanese society, almost in a way i’ve not read before. i could understand why an anarchist press was interested in this, though this isn’t pure one to one anarchist fiction even. gonna think about this for a while.
i need to figure out a next book, got a random book from the back of your mind? i can take anything now tbh.
that should be all, mainly becuse you’d probably already published the next blog.
A long walk led to me getting very much lost in the woods — for several days — but, hey, when I had finally resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to be helicopter lifted out of the deep, dark depths of a national park, I tried to what3words myself out of there. It generated ‘///hey.blog.man’ (probably because it can’t do names), and when I sent it to one of my friends they were kind enough to tell me that those coordinates meant I was not lost in the woods but actually in a small private residential park about a half mile from my flat. Classic.
Was expecting something similar to the jumpscare I got around halfway through ‘Machines’ in ‘Facials’, so that was a surprise. I guess NSFW gifs are kinda super dead these days. Also super cool to see Kakashi (the white-haired anime guy with the eye scar) in here — I think he was kind of my gay awakening way back when.
How’s it going?? Any film/script movements?? Is Paris still busy for the Paralympics, or is slowly going back to pre-Olympics Paris?? Wishing you a super chill Monday.