So I just came back from a long week at my moms place in Arizona, which still freaks me out to no end. That she lives there, and not on Mentor in Pasadena behind the Chicken Waffles where i spent the first 19 years of my life until I got kicked out onto my bratty, spoiled, no good ass.
Things that are true: Man on a Wire, Gonzo the Hunter S. Thompson Documentary, are- amazing. If you haven't seen Man on a wire SEE IT. The Gonzo doc, wow, I don't know what to say, it wasn't that the thing was so great, it was aight, but The Dukes life was so intense, bizarre and oddly beautiful, without trying to glamorize the obvious pain and horrible addiction he couldn't free himself from, but wow, the man was talented, beautiful, and could rock a pair of white converse. I never gave Gonzo much attention because I was always very enraptured with Miss Didion. I am now a Gonzo-ite. Hail to the Duke.
After that Marianne and her sister Lisa and I roadtripped it back to CA, where we stopped at the George Patton Museum and saw some of the freakiest shit I've ever seen shoved into a weird room on the side of the desert. It was like that scene in Beavis n Butthead when they do peyote and trip to White Zombie n Rat Fink.
Then we stopped at Shields in palm desert or as Marianne said, "screw those asses at Hadley's". For real, Shields is the bomb, 10 times better than Hadley's and doesn't serve bananas. Then we stopped at the dinosaurs and went inside the Wheel Inn. We are going to fire bomb that burger king that moved in next store and is stealing business from the wheel inn, and blocking the view of the dinosaurs. If you look down at my little "about me, my profile" pic, where I'm like, six, I'm wearing my wheel inn shirt. im proud of that one. and then we waved at the morongo casino and sailed home into the bright lights of the inland empire and the many meth labs that dotted the freeway hills.
I also went to the LA Record Christmas party before I left and burned the midnight oil with nerd headquarters. Aw, there's nothing like a powerful, obsessive, ego maniacal, multi-talented nerd to send you off into the desert night.
Date Shakes for the strong and weary.
my favorite la la liz taylor ornament ive had since i was in high school.
my mom made me my favorite meal in the whole world, posole. she also bought me woody guthries, bound for glory. shes pretty much the best. also, dont try too hard to guess whats in that soup, its pretty much nothing you would ever want to put in your mouth if u didnt grow up eating it.
brian's awesome band blank blue played. they killed it.
this is the face i make when im asking chris n charlie for something.
entrance played and i head banged.
dave n jessica! viva brooklyn 2004!
alias, short shorts.
The men behind the myth. the magic that is la record.