[Too Late:] Done skirted back to the northwest for a split, a three-day hitch from Ohio cross the incessant homogeny of american stripmall landscape, had to eat a dog, grappled Romanian princesses, drug a one-legged baby from the roadside. Nebraska found a squeaky yellow animal pursed beside it’s screams readed to Spivak’s Grammatologies and Foucault’s Pendulum, Iowa 80, the biggest truck stop in the world (these days the worlds biggest inherit after the mammoths collapse). Boys hearta tacked inna hovel, he got drunk on pickle juice in Germany.
The Question of the Hymen.
Fernando Pessoa’s Book of Disquiet & I’m jonesin’ to get deep in Twilight/Trueblood together with that gurl….Film really up & away – Mimacs, Tristram Shandy a Cock and Bull Story, Rusalka, etc etc; I’ll plug a sidebar for these mothas soon, hawh? Collate….Envisioning the homes of our future, its goats-demon dog-skunks, hanging hallucinogenic gardens, precious escolar burgandies wordy inside the freedom-cake collective….wouldn’t an ecoterrorist superhero comic series cut the cake?
Bainbridge’s asylum eluded us this time by a swim but we shat in all the holes at the golf course, On Ugliness, Bruegel, Missy Elliot, and sang. So remember the CATASTROPHE from the sun? We’ll all die/where should we reunite? More Updates. P.S. does anyone know what this song is, here’s the intro?