Happy Halloween!

Or whatever it is. I'll be at work. If you're bored, come love me.

Inspiration

Watched Funny Farm last night. So damn good. The plot is typical Chevy Chase-- one ridiculous problem after the next, calamity and hilarity ensue. Ben Stiller should send ol' Chevy a thank you note since Frustrating Shit Keeps Happening is the only genre he seems to want to be a part of these days. The point is, you miss all the good shit if you fail to take in the aesthetic properties, particularly the wardrobe of Miss Madolyn Smith and the decor of all the small town spots they hit up.

Feast.

If Only...

Love/hate

Bitch is wild. I am literally straddling the proverbial fence on this one.

Hate:
*The silver shades
*The whole song, particularly the chorus
*The audacity

Love:
*Her gangster bounce
*The high end garb
*The audacity

Ugly Xmas Sweaters

The idea isn't so novel anymore, I know, but damn if the punch ain't strong. Or at least I hope. Hope to see your pretty faces tonight.

Which reminds me...

The Petrojvic Blasting Company blows my feeble mind. I'd stalk them if I weren't so lazy.



Boys, call me.

Two days after I left my heart in NY...

Beirut played at McCarren Pool. I missed it, but this is good enough for a wank.

If I had devoted followers,

I'd apologize for leaving them without a dope beat to step to.  Here's something:

Treeman

But wait! A happy ending.

Weezy F Baby's Goin' to Sundance?

I wanna go. To Sundance in general. Who wants to make a roadtrip?

Sincere apologies...

...to the owner of the Veuve. We stole it, drank it, and today, I pay. I need Jesus.

Can't sleep/can't paint

I served these people yesterday...

Not the actors. The inspiration. I should've gone to college.

Things I Want to be a Part of:

1. A bookclub.
2. A bike gang.
3. The revolution.

The Realest Xmas List Item

Ok. I know it is beyond tacky to suggest that people buy me gifts, but I never said I was classy. For real, film is expensive. If you're the rich uncle I always wanted and are seeking a gift for me for the upcoming holiday of your choice, look no further.

I'll take any of the following mediums (Mediums? Media? Hmm.):




Polaroid 600. Shit is going extinct as we speak and you know endangered species ain't cheap.



120 Film. This is cheaper but expensive to develop. The photos from NY were shot using this film and my Beloved Diana.



35mm. Cheap to buy and to develop. I am thinking of taking some time to focus on it alone since I can actually afford it.



I guess this post is stupid. I really just need a sugar daddy. Where are you, Yeezy?