At this exact moment I’m in North Hollywood, about to get tattooed for the first time in 3 years by the one and only mister Tim Kern. Needless to say I’m extremely excited. Today we’ll be working on finishing my back piece. Sweet baby Einstein it’s been much too long. In other news, I’m still not mentally prepared to talk about Vegas and likely never will be. However, I’m happy to let you know that I’ll be in Austin, TX …
I’m in Nevada for the near future. Photo-documentation can be monitored here, for now, though I may not have internet again until my return. Be good.
Oh look! A mini-post. I felt the fact that Q and I were just caught in an intense hailstorm right here in Angel City needed to be documented. But the photo is from yesterday. Yes, ice chunks drumming out a mad rhythm on the car’s roof and bouncing off the wet pavement all around us, me screaming a happy scream and turning up the strange radio station I happened across minutes earlier. A moment for the ages, interpeeps. Side note: …
Work upheaval. Time, shrinking. Woke up to a steel sky and a head full of silly dreams. Tub of coffee is helping, but the sun is already creeping, which I detest. I would prefer to luxuriate in, oh, 3 hours of pre-sunrise gray perfection each day. There may be manic updates from Vegas next week, but until then I leave you with this panel from Uzumaki [The Spiral] And Kino‘s Blood Type lyrics. I feel that, together, they accurately capture …
I’m still unsure of my feelings toward David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive but Rebekah Del Río singing Llorando has not left me since I watched it some years ago. Last night at the Edwardian Ball [which was the best time I’ve had at an event in eons] to my awe, a woman with blue light spilling out from behind her performed this piece a capella to the full-to-capacity Tower theater. I didn’t catch her name and can’t seem to find anything …