Did the sun finally come out or did you just smile at me? It's been raining everyday here! I love gloomy rainy days, but I think I've slept enough. Let's hop a train and get out of this town! This town has no hat size anyhow! Talked with a World Traveler I met on Twitter who is out backpacking across Europe now raising sponsorship for some Global Charity I never heard of, but is probably real. He planned it a year in advance and knows where he will be everyday. The only changes in his plan is the weather. He's afraid he'll get sick because he's out in the rain a lot.

Dr. Gary Ridenour says this Flu virus could further mutate and in a worst-case scenario, 5-15 million people could die. Estimated a 40% chance it was man-made, and released either accidentally or intentionally. Because of the Swine Flu pandemic many schools and churches are closing and some Catholic Churches are actually squirting Hand Sanitizer in the Holy Water! I just got over the flu, I might need to stock up on face masks and full body condoms!

I like to drink until I'M good looking! Makes me feel better about going home with myself alone. Do you work at Subway? Because girl, you just gave me a footlong! They got these new flat bread subs my brother likes but I haven't tried them yet. I want to. A friend of mine hangs out at Subway all the time because he told me he lost weight because he only eats at places skinny people eat and he said skinny girls eat at Subway.

Does this rag smell like chloroform to you? I've really found the perfect way for me to sleep! Bought a bag of those soft squishy memory foam-like earplugs. Damn, I sleep like a comatose baby!

Let's have a Party and invite your pants to come on down! If by chance you are wearing a dress, Let's invite your panties to come on down! If you're not wearing those, you're still welcome! It's a Pantyless People Party! My B'Day is coming up May 29th so get your shopping started! If you wanna plan that surprise B'Day Party for me, get those invites out!

I have spiders in my place and I hate spiders. I was telling a girl it's like this at my house and she'd never seen this movie. It's really like the "Bachelor" where it's a test to see which girl Joe will pick. Brazilian actresses are so tough! Imagine any Hollywood actress today doing this scene. You know they wouldn't! I have so many spiders because I refuse to kill them! But I freak out when they crawl across my face at night and wake me up! Once I was dreaming a beautiful girl was kissing me and her hair fell across my face tickling me and I woke up and it was a big fat spider. Yuk!

Finally got to see, "Religulous" tonight! Jesus, that's a great movie! I laughed all the way through it. This film should be shown in schools. If this film were a beautiful woman, I would marry her. If she were a denomination of Islam, she'd be a Shiite. Because when I saw her, I said to myself, "She aiight!"

I meditate everyday, but I'd love to try the TM way, but spending the money makes it prohibitive. Maybe I'll do a fundraiser to get the cost covered. It's a Happiness, but not a Goofball Happiness!

Still thinking of going off the grid. I don't mean the Electrical Grid, though that too, no I mean leaving the Internet. Don't know when yet. I think leaving the web will be the next revolutionary act. Maybe I'll get my blogging thrills by printing up T-Shirts with my brilliant observations. So, maybe I'll see you in another life, when we are both cats.

I just watched a documentary on Spanish writer-director Amando De Ossorio, who is known for his "Blind Dead" films about a cult of zombie Templar Knights who rode zombie horses and found their victims by the sound of their heartbeat. This short doc contains interviews with the late Euro-horror auteur who never achieved the fame of his peers Lucio Fulci and Jess Franco, but he did create some of the most terrifying images in horror film history.

He seemed like he might have been a really nice guy who had a great imagination. He also worked in radio and when asked why he began making movies that he made in a week, he said, "a week was all I had off for vacation from radio work, so I had to make the films that fast."

Seriously, wouldn't you rather have some booze, order some pizzas, have some friends over and see this instead of this?

Okay, me too.

Then I watched film historian Nick Redman's film about the life and career of legendary film director John Ford from his earliest silents to his iconic Westerns. The documentary includes Peter Fonda, Joseph McBride, Lem Dobbs who all discuss Ford's contribution to cinema, the war effort and his rocky relationship with producer Darryl F. Zanuck.

It's funny seeing these two docs about two guys that couldn't be more different, but somehow there were things in each film that spoke to me because of ideas I've been kicking around.

My friend Jessica asked me if I'd read "War of Art" by Steven Pressfield, I had. She can ask me if I've read a book and most likely I have, we seem to have similar interests. And I read a lot.

She had just started reading it and I walked over to my book shelf and pulled it out and began rereading some passages. Pressfield talks about how if you don't do what you are put on Earth to do, you could be causing harm.

There is a force he calls Resistance that keeps you from doing what you would love to do. In one example he talks about Hitler as a youth spending his hard earned money to go to Art School to learn painting, but Pressfield asks and I'm paraphrasing, "Have you ever seen a Hitler painting?" He goes on, "It was easier for Hitler to start a war than it was for him to do what he loved."

In the News today by a strange coincidence, this item, "A series of paintings by a young Adolf Hitler fetched nearly $143,000 at an auction."

What do you think the painting were about? Roses. Puppies playing cards. Nudes...

Don't know what to do. I'm open minded, so open minded my brain fell out! Too many choices not enough money.

Sweat friends all over are asking me to move near them. Try their city. You'll love it. It doesn't get too hot there does it? Are people nice? Is there cheap rent? Is there an Art Scene? Cinemas? Cafes? What's the Government like?

It's like the Talking Heads song.

I'm just looking for a City to live in.

Astronaut Edgar Mitchell, part of the 1971 Apollo 14 moon mission, asserted Monday that extraterrestrial life exists and that the truth is being concealed by the U.S. and other governments.

See!!! I told you so, Biatch!!!

Nick Pope tells the BBC about what he knows and what he feels is imminent.

I for one can't wait, I'm tired of Humans and think more fun will be had with the wide ranging conversations to be had with ETs.

If you've never seen the film, "Hair" you should.

This is one of the most heartbreaking twists, a scene of a mistaken identity and a truly terrifying nightmare. I can't wait to see the new cast performance.

Milos Forman nailed it with this film.

I saw this at a screening in LA and the whole audience sang throughout and then everyone cried at this part.

Checkout how amazing the performances are in this scene.

Easy to be Hard

Yay! It's Four Twenty!

We could get in our underpants, flick the lights on and off, light a bowl, take some Ecstasy, suck on a menthol inhaler and play groovy songs, then call it a day! You know, before Monday starts!

Or we can just watched, "Half Baked"

Been watching quite a lot of cool videos online like:

A spot for Gucci by Chris Cunningham and I believe the voice over is Samantha Morton, pretty awesome!

A trailer for Lars Von Trier's "AntiChrist"

David Lynch and Moby!

Been thinking again, of going back to school, but this time in SF, if I can get it covered with Financial Aid or gifts. Been talking with the Academy of Art University. They seem to have cool teachers and a great Alumni. Any thoughts you might have on that school is welcome. Been thinking about all the places I've been that I felt happiest and SF wins. I just have to figure out how to afford it now.

The have student housing and I'm sure I would be by far the oldest guy there, but I just want to live in the Fritz Lang Apartments! I'd even wear a monocle!

So many people have offered to make these for me!

Deep Fried Macaroni & Cheese wrapped in bacon.

Maybe we can sell them in a tuition fundraiser!

I love how Paula Deen turns one syllable words into two syllables, like "These" into "The Us."

Started up Netflix again and I'm shutting off my cable cause the service sucks and it's out most of the time. Just got "Val Lewton: The Man in the Shadows" and it's really good.

Watched a JJ Abrams video of a presentation he made at TEDTalks that Steve sent me to cheer me up. I really liked it.

I wonder if that magic box is a real story or if he made it up? You have to see it to understand. If you have, Can a kid really keep a box of magic tricks closed without peeking? I think not. Still good stuff.

Got signed up to Skype as you may have notice the button on the sidebar on http://www.jerrylentz.com and people from all over the World are calling me, even if they don't speak English!

Ran into a guy at the store that I met some time back, I don't know what he does, but I think he is an advertiser. He was very nice, he said he'd listened to all my podcasts, he quoted some stuff I'd said he thought was funny, very nice and sweet of him. He said he too wants to do a podcast and I asked him what he wanted his to be about and he said, "Farm Equipment!"

Those Farmers love listening to podcasts while out plowing, I guess. But who knows? He may have a good idea there!

I was standing there with this bottle of booze in my hand, eyes all red, nose runny, I bet that looked good.

But I'm feeling much better now!

It's been raining and storming and believe a lot of mold and fungus has been kicked up and like a Dyson vacuum cleaner I've inhaled my weight in sinus and lung clogging spores.

My eyes were blurry and I could barely breathe, I was nauseous, vomiting and I was going to get some NyQuil just so I could put myself into a mini coma, but I saw a beautifully shaped bottle of Wild Turkey American Honey and it called to me.

Man this stuff is the shit!

And if I wasn't drunk and barely able to stand up, I would feel perfectly healthy!

It's like I hit the mother lode!

With my computers down I had plenty of time for movie watching. While perusing the store Big Lots, I found some DVDs that I couldn't pass up like, "There will be Blood," "Juno," "The Darjeeling Limited," "Dave Chappell's Block Party," and, "In America." ought.

I haven't watched them all yet, but I did pop in "There will be Blood," just to watch the opening scene of Daniel Day-Lewis fall down his mineshaft. That's all I wanted to see, but man, if I didn't get stuck in that movie again. Watched the whole thing again! I love this film!

I'm sure it's been mentioned before, but a lot of this film reminds me of Stanley Kubrick's, "The Shining" and it's not just because of the soundtrack. There's something about it. Something hidden.

I know it seems like I've been lax in telling you what's been going on with me on a daily basis, however it's not entirely been up to me, and I hate to dwell on it, but I've had the most severe computer problems I believe I've ever had in this lifetime.

Thanks to my friend Steve pointing me in the right direction, it appears things are getting better. Purchased some new RAM and uploaded a new operating system, but that meant updating all the software that I use for my numerous tasks.

If things continue to work out my podcasts should start flowing at a respectable rate.

Stay tuned for more exciting events!

Wet!

Today was a nice and relaxing time propped up in bed listening to the hard rain hitting the roof, a florescent lamp providing ample light and a stack of books waiting to be read. In preparation I had three full water bottles ready in case I got dry. Nice ambient music played unobtrusively and never in competition with the sound of the rain. Read from the "Scott County Diaries," a very old and water damaged book that my oldest brother gave me. I've read this book before. It's about my ancestors on my mother's side and has some great stories. There is one tale that I remember hearing when I was young and laying on a porch swing as all the grown-ups reminisced during a family reunion. It's the story of a Great Great Aunt named Ruth who was about to be raped by a soldier during the Civil War, he came after her up the stairs and he didn't realize that she held a hatchet behind her back. His head rolled down the stairs. My family has had some amazing stories. There are so many frightening events that happened, so many adventures, some funny, some sad, that if they were all written down it would come across like it was from some Hillbilly Stephen King. Never really got around to finishing any of the other books because of all the rain and what I was drinking and that constant need to go the bathroom and relieve myself made it too difficult to sit for any length of time and get involved in the story without being interrupted.
 
Attempted to record another podcast, but my computer crashed again. My friend Steve talked me through updating my operating system to the highest version possible and it worked great until I was downloading newer versions of my applications and I think I overworked my poor little machine. Had to start all over again. Couldn't get my new one terabyte external hard drive to work properly, so I took it back for a refund. Soon I will need to bite the bullet and get a new machine or have to learn to do without. Have been going through old boxes and found some artwork that I had done maybe 10 or 15 years ago. The colorful piece you see above is one of a series I sold to a restaurant in Texas. When I got my cash back from the hard drive I walked past the aisle containing art supplies and it made me pause and think that maybe I should buy some canvas and paints.
 
Seems like it might be fun getting my fingers wet with paint again!

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Amazing escape from Pirates and daring rescue caught on film!

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Are you so sad you can't take it anymore?
 
People send me the most caring email. Everyday I open my mail and it's like an intervention by virtual friends. Little tiny Sims dancing on my keyboard pointing out what dance I should do and trying to push my buttons. So many people don't get it. I think what I write sometimes is very funny. I laugh a lot when I write. It gives me pleasure most of all I do, other than sleep. You should read all the words I don't make public. I have pages and pages in cheap composition books and files on my computer. Getting it all out, whether anyone ever reads it or not, brings me joy.
 
Watched the documentary, "The Pixies: Loud Quiet Loud" tonight and really got into it. There's a moment where Kim Deal's mom is talking to a camera being manned by Kim's twin sister Kelley and their mom says, and I'm paraphrasing here, "I'm glad Kim is touring. Gets her out of the house, she can use her poetry and stop sleeping all day." Kim is thoroughly embarrassed and Kelley seems delighted that she got it on tape.
 
Immediately after the film ended I switched over to Ovation TV and caught Michael Kamen in a show about film composers discussing his daughter's question as to why he gets so sad and he quotes an "Anonymous" philosopher that said, "Melancholy can open a secret door to the sublime."
 
It makes me think of what Billy Corgan wrote in "Zero" when he said, "Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness. I never let on, that I was on a sinking ship. I never let on that I was down. You blame yourself, for what you can't ignore. You blame yourself for wanting more"
 
More is what I want. I can't help it. I eat past being full until it's painful. I want to walk past buildings still standing from another time. I want to be in a city where a car is not needed. I wanted to be on a sidewalk and know in the windows above and all around something artistic is being created for the act of creation itself. I want to go to a cinema that is showing an old movie that was never popular but is one I love and see a house filled with others that also love that film and then I'll know I'm not alone. Maybe make new friends in the lobby and talk about things at a cafe as it rains outside.
 
There are too many things I'm interested in and am capable of doing, but each distracts the other and none get the attention. Writing seems to focus. Even if the content is unfocused. But focus is not needed in a dream.
 
When you stand in front of me, you are all I see. I am yours and you are all there is to me. When I listen to you talk, I see your movies and hear songs about you in my head and just a slight touch from you on my arm or my cheek is all that's needed to bring me out of the clouds and stars back to the shimmering light of your eyes.

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If you think this is a cute child and want one...

...pretty close to it, I think I can whip up the sauce that might make that happen for you.
 
While my DNA is primo, realize that that beautiful child may grow up to look like me. That info may lower the bids on eBay for my home-made Jack Sauce. So we should aim for a female. If it's a boy, he'll need special training in various skills to compensate for the fact his cuteness factor may fail within 12 years after birth. He'll need to start producing an income by the age of 10 because cash always makes a man look better. Girls in my gene pool should be able to coast without any skills other than looking good and what kind of shoes to buy, anything extra, like how to add and subtract, is just a bonus.
 
Yes, that was me in the photo a few years ago, but on the inside I haven't changed a bit. I think it's odd when women look at it and know me now, they always go, "Wow, you had hair!" They would lose it if I looked at their pictures from when that were that age and I said, "Wow, your breasts are the same size as they were then!" People just love to comment.
 
I was watching Rick Steves on PBS traveling in Bruges and he was asking a girl in a candy shoppe about a chocolate candy she makes that had tobacco from Cuba in it, so she gave him a free sample and he bites into it and says, "Not as good as a Cuban Cigar." What a Dick!
 
There's this "Voice" in my head that responds to people commenting out loud on things when their opinion wasn't sought. Someone will be eating with me and out of nowhere they say something like, "I don't like these chips!"
 
In my head, the "Voice" says, "Who asked you?"
 
Sometimes the "Voice" says, "Kill, kill, kill!"
 
The face of that voice in my head belongs to either Satan or that little boy, so I giggle maniacally to myself only half the time.

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It's a good thing I don't have children...

...because if my care with cell phones is any example...
 
Not good!
 
Maybe it's good kids aren't pocket-size portable! I'm always leaving the phone in the car, in the bathroom, in the pants that are in the washer...
 
My phone has spent many a night camped out in the driveway, or in the grass near the sidewalk because I've dropped it carrying items in from the car. I don't even use the phone! It's a prepaid anyway because I'm not into talking on a cellphone, so I don't want to pay a monthly fee just to have one that isn't being used. I could go my whole life not talking on a phone. It's just for emergencies and I seem to have my share of those. I doubt Einstein ever used a cellphone and look at all the shit he got done.
 
Been reading a book called, "The Cult of the Amateur: How Today's Internet is Killing Our Culture" by Andrew Keen and so far I'm with him, which is odd because last year I wouldn't have agreed with him at all.
 
"But what these online stores don't have is the deeply knowledgeable buying choices depend upon the anonymous Amazon.com reviewer—a very poor substitute for "the bodily encounters" that Tower once offered."
 
And:
 
"When media companies flounder, employees and executives lose their jobs and shareholders lose their investments. But all the rest of us lose out, too, as the quality of programming is compromised."
 
But I can see it followed even further, to "Fight Club" as said by Tyler Durden: "Man, I see the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off."
 
Do we really have better lives because we can email someone an obnoxious chain letter instead of handwriting a personal letter?
 
Do we really have better lives because we can text message our buddies using only our thumbs and without using vowels while we drive?
 
Do we really have better lives because we can add 1000 anonymous people and call them "Friends" on Facebook and Myspace so we won't feel lonely?
 
You know the answer and don't lie to yourself.

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I always thought there was something so sexy about...

...Viveca Lindfors.
 
Just watched her in a Morris Engel film called, "Weddings and Babies," she's so adorable and natural as the bohemian girlfriend of a wedding photographer that wants to make films. She goes barefooted, wear clunky jewelery and is good with babies, but would like one of her own. Engel has always been a huge inspiration to me after seeing his 1953 film "Little Fugitive," in Dallas at a film festival. FrancoisTruffaut wrote the film inspired him to make his classic, "The 400 Blows." I used all the inspiration I got to lay down in bed, eats chips and think about his work. Some people know how to use inspiration in productive ways. Maybe I should try not to get inspired anymore.
 
Lindfors, I imagine from loving all the performances of hers I've seen, would be a cool person to hangout with and hear stories from, she really did a lot of things. I always thought she looked beautiful even when she became a beautiful old lady. My friend Aaron knows her best from "Exorcist 3" as the mental patient that dresses up as a nurse.

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Seriously, it just never ends...

...does it?
 
Internet goes out all the time. Cable goes out all the time. My New 1 Terabyte Hard Drive doesn't work. Recording my Podcasts have become nearly impossible. People you thought were cool and edgy turn out to be posers and tourists. Almost everyone complains. Almost everyone is mean. Almost everyone ignores. Who needs it?
 
I'm really thinking about leaving the Internet entirely. No Facebook, no Twitter. No Myspace. No www.JerryLentz.com No more!
 
Really what has any of it brought me? Can I honestly say my life is better because of it all?

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Everyone is after the money...

...I don't have!
 
I just got contacted by the FBI via email, saying they are gonna help get some money owed to me as long as I send $250 to some Nigerians! I can't wait!
 
These Nigerians are crafty people when it comes to using email. I know not all Nigerians are involved in these internet scams, it just seems like it. A few don't even have internet access and must scam you in some old fashioned way, like guns, rocks and spears. But they are among the happiest people in the world!
 
It's funny how China can block YouTube and the Apple Store can block Myspace and Best Buy can block Facebook and Canada can block my podcast on iTunes and yet the U. S. and A. can't block Nigeria. I guess it's best we don't the make the best cocoa, I think.
 
The line at the store looked short so I got up behind a woman at the checkout who had a fist-full of Grocery Coupons and got all of her cart load for FREE! On the way out I asked her how and she said it took a lot of work. I bet!
 
At Borders I picked up a new book I wanted to get when I first heard about it. The surprising part is I got it for $5! "In Heaven Everything is Fine: The Unsolved Life of Peter Ivers and the Lost History of New Wave Theatre" by Josh Frank and Charlie Buckholtz is a facinating story about the unsolved murder of Peter Ivers in his loft in L.A., his experimental television show, "New Wave Theatre," his many friends like Harold Ramis, Paul Michael Glaser, David Lynch, Dead Kennedys, Black Flag, the Circle Jerks, Devo, Beverly D'Angelo, John Belushi and many many others. It's been the best $5 I've spent in quite some time!
 
One of the cool things I uncovered, but the connection was made by me and not by the authors, is that a phrase David Lynch is fond of saying when something is super good to him is, "Beyond the Beyond" and I found that it was also a part of Peters Iver's Hindi mantra given to him by his Yogi Alan Finger.
 
http://www.ishtayoga.com/
 
Peter Ivers co-wrote with David Lynch this iconic song for "Eraserhead"
 

 
And here is another version by The Pixies:
 

 
Author Josh Frank & editor Ian Marshall discuss Best of New Wave Theatre:
 

 
Backstage Pass: Punk Rock Report with Ivers:
 
Punk was a great movement where money had no use, where you were in it for something else.
 
Tracy in Hollywood sent me an iPod loaded with stuff and I went to sleep with the earbuds firmly in and Eckart Tolle talking softly in my ear. I fell asleep and had the most bizarre dreams I believe I've ever had! Seriously. Strange. I can't remember everything about them, just a foreboding sense of doom. Overcast. Gloomy. I know I had somehow been offered a book deal and began writing women's romance books. Nice ones. Not too corny. With a bit of supernatural in them. I felt they were beneath me, but money looked like it might start really growing and there was the promise I might start doing what I really wanted to write. A fanbase for me was growing and I tried to call Tracy from a Book Event in a wonderful old hotel, but all the lines were busy. No network connection. Suddenly at the Romance Book Convention it was announced to me that one of my books was gonna be a best seller on the NY Times list. Very exciting. Party. Drinks. Then some girl walked into the room and started crying and a few more people walked into a suite in a hotel and stopped the music and turned on the TV. The President had been killed in some kind of explosion and the next thing I know the whole world collapses financially. Everybody is out of money. Money somehow doesn't mean anything anymore. And I'm on the street it's months later at night and I'm with about five other people and we're scrounging for food and shelter. There were packs of wild dogs and people roaming the streets and burning buildings. We wade across a river, the skyline is lit by flames in the skyscrapers, there are no lights as electricity is gone and we end up standing outside a house just watching it thinking how we could break in and steal what these people might have inside. I turn to look at these other people, one was a young woman and I could see in the men's eyes they were gonna kill who ever was in there just for the food. I wanted to get away so badly, but I was scared and hungry and I knew if I ran they would kill me to.
 
It was so terrifying a dream I woke up in a sweat. It was that heavy a dream. I don't know what Eckart Tolle was saying while I was dreaming all that, but I might have difficulty listening to him before going to bed again.

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I'm back!

Well, I will be, I think. People are asking me if I'm coming back?
 
I've lived in so many places and people from all those places are finding me on Facebook, Twitter, or some other social network. It's nice to find old friends. Getting all those lost friends back. As far as traveling to all those places, that would be quite a tour.
 
Yesterday, I spent quite a bit of time on the computer trying to get it back to normal. Had to get a new external hard drive, so I got a 1 Terabyte My Book as a gift to myself. Backed up everything to try and change my OS. Having quite a few problems, as you know if you listen to the podcast. I'll record a show and it will crash on me. That just knocks the wind out of me. Doing a cool show and having it lost. Horrible!
 
Still more to do with the computer as the new OS didn't work. Even the new 1 Terabyte My Book didn't work. I had to use my old external hard drive. Now I have to take the My Book back to the store. But at least I have everything backed up.
 
You have about 50 Days to get me a B'Day present! Start now because there's Searching, Shopping, Shipping... What do you think I want? What do you think I should have? I'm easy!
 
Been thinking of shooting some more ghost hunting videos. I've had a few emails from people in other states and a couple in LA that would be awesome to explore. There are some haunted places I want to go back to and shoot. Maybe I can bunch a few stories up on a drive out to LA going through small towns and make a nice DVD?
 
Hey, checkout this awesome ghost video, I think it's really good! Maybe the best ghost video I've seen since mine! It looks like some people do come back, from the dead.

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Get in my belly!

Today I ordered a margarita and had a few sips out of it when I noticed some crap on the inside of the glass. I got the waitress and she said she'd take care of it. I looked back over my shoulder to the bar area to see the TV about the hostage/shootout thing in NY and what do I see? The bartender reaching into my drink with his fingers to wipe off the inside of the glass. He didn't want to mix another drink. Jesus!
 
My brother who was there with me and knowing my germ phobia turned to his wife and said, "Guess Jerry's never coming here again."
 
Having a sister makes you happier, study shows the same is not true for having a brother: http://tinyurl.com/c8pscc
 
Went to a camping superstore with my other brother and looked at all sorts of cool gear, like knives and small portable gas stoves. If I were staving in the middle of nowhere and the only thing I had to eat was myself, what parts would I start on? Cannibalism is low carb as long as it's not breaded and deep fried!
 
An immigrant killing immigrants taking citizenship classes to become Americans. What has this World come to, when immigrants who want to kill their own kind have to find them in this country?
 
It feels sometime this country will eats itself alive.

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Hope I'm not making an ass out of...

...myself here, but we're testing new posting methods and having some difficulty.
 
Bending over backwards here to get it right!
 
Got a crack team of technicians butting up against the problem and we're all pooped out.
 
Assume all is well.
 
It looks like the A&E My Ghost Story Special might not be happening after all. I knew I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up and made plans! They wanted a few more interviewees on the segment and they were getting no response from anyone they contacted. Oh well.
 
It's weird too, cause I was flipping through the channels and saw The Maury Show was running my ghost video, what a strange coincidence. A woman involved with the show that does Tarot card readings asked for my date of birth and I told her no one was ever sure of the date, because various hospital birth records recorded both the 29th and 30th. She showed me the days have two completely different results the 29th would result in me being a Hermit and the 30th is the Wheel of Fortune.
 
Better start celebrating it on the 30th more often. I've had enough of the 29th of May Lifestyle! I want my fortune! Have to get my ass in gear!

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We survived Yesterday...

...without too many pranks.

Looks like everyone is too caught up in their own troubles to really partake in the nonsense.

Being this is the beginning of a new month, I have set up a few new projects for myself, trying new software, new techniques, we'll see how it goes.

Been talking with quite a few old friends that I had lost contact with in all my moves, but we just fall right back in place. All the rough edges smooth over in time and the fit is easy now. Better.

Received an awesome gift in the mail from my friend, Tracy in Hollywood, she made a mix-tape, but instead of burning to a CD, she loaded up an iPod and sent the whole deal. Fantastic!

Believe she may have created the next new service. My niece told me she has an iPod and knowing her a lil' bit, I asked do you own a Mac? No, she said. Well how do you load your songs? I don't, it has the same 15 songs since I got it.

Imagine a Netflix thing where you mail your iPod to a place that loads your list of songs and mails it back to you. People that unfortunately don't own Macs can still get fresh playlists.

Hung out with two good radio friends yesterday talking about music and podcasts and HD Radio and Keith Moon and all sorts of stuff. It was great!

Talked with a very nice girl who paints and sells her stuff on Etsy. She's very prolific! None of her work goes for more than $80 and she seems to be doing good.

Way back in the day when I lived in Dallas, I got to know a guy that had access to really cheap 12x12 “Red Label” cotton duck canvas over stretcher bars, for I bet $1 a piece!

He would go to paint stores and hardware stores and buy the cheap cans of house paint that had been opened or was overstock and he made these abstract works and sold them for $40 bucks each!

Guess he must have sold over 25,000 of these, because he became a Millionaire from those little square paintings.

Recently I found some pictures of old paintings I used to do and sell. Not bad! I hated them at the time, but now it's different. I need to paint more!

My First "All Lesbian" Horror Art Film is in the...

...making thanks to Miss Katti Katt, a long time fan of my work and owner of a Salon, boutique, clothing line and charity catering to young women who find themselves without a support system of caring friends with great clothes.
 
Met "Katti" as a result my Podcast, but I've known about her for years and she has offered funding and distribution through her catalog-label of a group of 10 features all directed and written by me!
 
"Katti" as some of you already know was a huge part of the New York Art and Music scene, once writing for Artforum, then she moved to the "Fashion City" of Lyon, France near the French Alps, Italy and Switzerland.
 
She made a huge name for herself in the mid 90s when she incorporated electronics in the fabric of her line of clothing aimed at Ravers and Party Kids. Her work was considered too risqué for many American retailers when her line "Wired for Sex" was released. "Clothing May Cause Orgasms," were the headlines in papers and fashion magazines, but her catalog sales grew when several famous musicians, popular club DJs and Chloë Sevigny began wearing her line.
 
These films will be of a Lesbian Horror Art House genre produced in locations like London, Paris, and Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia with the World's most beautiful Lesbian models and actresses.
 
I have to say this is really a dream come true! Traveling, making films and hanging out with models and making great money watching beautiful girls making love and then running away from some scary evil force to an awesome throbbing soundtrack!

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