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p.s. Hey. ** Chris Kelso, Hey, thank you. Wonderful book. Oh, shit, apologies about the mistaken identity. I’ll go switch it when I’m outta here. He does look at least a little strangely like you, no? ** Dominik, Hi!!! And my pleasure, as always. Love snagged another good one there. Yes, that slave was verbally robbery-worthy. Okay, one last love quote from the slavery division before we hit the juke book again. We develop ourselves through self-development, signed Love, G. ** Charalampos, Happy that a couple of them snagged you. Love back from the 8th wonder of Paris. ** Steeqhen, It must be hard being a scat receiver if you’re a vegetarian. I often choose plane movie fodder based largely on how much flight time they can kill, so that sounds like a must. I hope you got the writing accomplished to your satisfaction. Yes, I honestly crave guest-posts. They help me out a lot, and a Dr. Who one by you would be most excellent. Thank you wanting to. ** _Black_Acrylic, *Ka-ching* Celine, nice. Is that one of the Celine books that they found recently and are now publishing? ** James, Me neither on the tentacle porn front. Strange. The Masshole contains artworks, and she published it herself, so I think she’s just trying to cover her costs. Plus, art books of 100 pages are very often $45 or even more. Thanks for poring over the selection. Probably more titillated than irked. Or you don’t think you know any gay sex slaves. I think gay sex slaves tend to be fairly discreet, probably especially around 17 year olds. There’ve been a few slaves who wrote to me privately to either say ‘wow!’ or to ask me to please remove them from the post. Getting older is like death and taxes, yeah. I found the dead body in the amusement park ride post if you’re interested: Elmer McCurdy’s Dead Body’s Day. I have you met your new step-mom? Does your dad have good taste in such things? ** Jack Skelley, Hey, thank you for the filling-in. Keep revolving, dude. ** Victoria Brooks, Hi! Thank you so much for coming in here. I loved your book, as I guess I already made clear, and I’m very happy that my fellow US citizens are about to revel in it. It’s very nice to meet you. All respect, me. ** Misanthrope, Chick-fil-A, err, okay. So he’s a rebellious gay boy. You should be wary of her. I guess try not to let one betrayal make you lose your faith and good nature re: people. Mine was severely tested by, say, that JT Leroy masquerading monster, but I held fast. But, yeah having your trust betrayed is the worst. When that happens to me, I find it basically forever unforgivable. ** Steve, Hi, No, I didn’t see ‘Separated’. I need to. Everyone, Steve reviewed Seo’s BLOODBERRY here. (Scroll two thirds of the way down the page for it.) Sucks about the sneezing. Sucks how the relentlessness erases the small but tenable pleasure of sneezing or rather post-sneezing. My weekend … I saw a big exhibition of Harmony Korine’s art, photographs and videos from the collection of Agnes B who was HK’s mentor up through ‘Trash Humpers’, so there was a lot of great stuff. We submitted our film to two festivals whose deadlines are now. And we finished its teaser trailer. And some wandering and emailing and a bit of writing. It was fine, thanks. Hope yours wasn’t hampered by your nose and was sprinkled with friends. ** Lucas, Nice, good old Cologne. We’d love to show RT in Cologne. If there’s an opportunity, we will. My weekend was okay as spelled out to Steve just above here. The collage looks excellent. What more do you think you need to do to it? Oh, wait, you just said, never mind. Yay about the SCAB acceptance! Congrats to everyone associated! Your laptop okay? You able to look at my response lengthily? ** Dan Carroll, Great that the first meeting sounds so promising. I loved your piece about Lynch and lip-synching. It was beautiful. Lovely thinking and writing there, sir. Good, yes, ‘Black Sunlight’ is so exciting right? I think I first read it about, oh, ten years ago? It took me a while to discover it. I’ll look for ‘At Night All Blood Is Black’, thanks. Sounds like it’s really something. ** Madison Murray, Hey! Oh, no, thank you! What a crazy, wonderful book. It was a true pleasure to be able to absorb. And it’s so nice of you to come in and say hi. Take care, and big kudos from me. ** jay, Hi. Cool, *ka-ching*. Thanks about the art that I show here’s impact on your sense of bodily self. (What an unwieldy sentence.) That’s a very high compliment. I’ll try to keep it up. You portrayed the tricky, shocking in-the-moment mishap very well. It was like being there just without the sharp intake of breath. I love winter but I must admit a little warm air, especially vacuum-sealed, would be quite welcome in this environment at the moment. I hope that Jesus, assuming the gif-makers are right that he actually existed, which I doubt, saves your soul today, assuming that whatever that people call a soul exists, which I also doubt. Naming the unknowable is always suspicious. I.e., a dog licking your faces means it loves you. Says who? ** HaRpEr, Hi! Thanks, pal. So, mold … that means your apartment is weirdly moist? Or it’s an entity like a slice of cheese or something? Ugh, sorry. You mean the photos are the generators of the poems? Like their content or style or both? Sounds really interesting. I’m happy you like ‘The Letters of Mina Harker’. I wish Dodie would finish another novel. She’s been working on one for years, and she read part of it when she did a reading here recently, and it was great, and I harangued her to finish it, but we’ll see. Lucky for Bonello that you have that soft spot, haha. I find his work very uneven. ‘Nocturama’ is very good if you want to try that. Avoid ‘Saint Laurent’ though. Ugh. ** SP, Hi. I am getting the sense that as of the last couple of days people in the States are finally realising it’s either fight noisily and like hell and right now or doom everyone. Glad you’re finding fun anyway. Like what kind of fun? ** Uday, Hi. What important books are you revisiting, and why are they important? Big question, too big maybe, sorry. Nothing massive on my end this weekend, but some chipping away at things, I think. That’ll do (for now). Don’t let the season-based gloom penetrate you. ** Okay. Jesus is in the house! Give it up! See you tomorrow.