I paid a lot of money to an orthopedic specialist who did a lot of X-rays and measurements and stretching and prodding. I asked him, “Is it normal for this kind of injury to be painful for this long?” He said, “No. It’s not normal. But sometimes it can cause pain for up to a year.” Woo! Thanks doc! I guess I should consider myself lucky, since it’s only been half a year and it is improving.
Category Archives: Writing
San Pedro Anarchy Press, Inc.
welp, the letterpress poem project is finally finished. it kind of dragged out over a long time, but things tend to do that when you are a lazy procrastinator. if you’re a patron of the weird arts, you can buy one here.
Z is for zealot
the Z channel was one of the first pay cable stations in the country, airing interesting films around the clock. obscure, weird films, director’s cuts, foreign films that no one in america could see. Z was only available in a small area of west Los Angeles, but the area was/is full of entertainment industry types, and they all watched, which made the channel, and the guy who started it – Jerry Harvey – very influential.
Just keep pulling the handle, it’ll all be over soon
working on the poem-composed-on-the-spot and printed-in-the-garage project, and so far it’s coming along nicely. first two colors are complete, just need to lay down the black poem text now, which will be the hardest part.
Rust never sleeps
back out in the ink-hole otherwise known as the garage, where my old letterpress lives, quietly mocking me every day because I don’t print much.
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
Hunter S. Thompson is dead, and while that news shouldn’t really surprise anyone, it is disturbing. Not because I’ll miss what he’s written lately (admittedly I did not keep up with the good doctor’s more recent work), but because we need people like Thompson to maintain balance in the universe.
R.I.P. smog.net
I’ve been wondering what the purpose of smog.net is for some time now. why I’m running it, why I am, in effect, curating or editing, when that’s not my thing at all. I never set out to put myself in the position to give a thumbs up or a thumbs down to an artist or writer, but that’s where I wound up. And as you can imagine, the vast majority of the time, that job really sucks.
God damn
suddenly Bukowski manuscripts are ridiculously valuable (yes, more Bukowski — if you have had enough Bukowski for one lifetime, please skip to the next post).