Sucker Punch Thrill Kick

...well, not yet. But it sure feels like it sometimes.

2011-05-31T22:05:00.001-07:00

2011-05-31T16:26:00.001-07:00

Maybe one day I'll be able to write a song as good as this. Maybe one day I'll be able to direct a video as good as this. Watch It

If You Actually Can't Live Without It

2011-05-31T15:58:00.000-07:00

The Real You Vs. The Facbook You

It Could Go Either Way

2011-05-31T15:45:00.000-07:00

I can't decide whether I think this would be something scary to encounter or something ridiculous. Somehow, this could easily go either way. Or maybe, I should just make it my new background. But there's really nothing scary about summer. Maybe I should wait until fall.

....and so the panda bear watches me from the treetop...

2011-05-16T01:57:00.000-07:00

Got home at 4:30am. No inebriated, but not sober either, and something made me look at the little tree that was just rising above my backyard fence and was beginning to blossom something; I don't know what. What caught my eye was a little cluster of flowers that looked just like a little panda bear and it looked like it was staring right at me.

True story.

This happens all too often that these things make me laugh more than freak out.

2011-05-12T00:58:00.000-07:00

I seriously find this to be hilarious. Especially because this reminds me of somebody I know.

Transference

2011-05-07T02:46:00.000-07:00

Tonight I had a real beautiful and meaningful conversation with one of my best friends, who happens to be a girl, and not just any girl, but an ex love of mine. Of course, I still love her dearly, in all ways because she'll always be a huge part of me, but I digress.

I was discussing the new Burial track (it REALLY moves me) and I wanted her to hear it. We've shared moments like this in the past where I play her a new song I just discovered or a song that just ridiculously touches me and it's always the same feeling for me. And so the real discussion began.

I proceeded to tell her (after she'd listened to the song) that whenever we do this; this transference of music, I relate it to when we were lovers and how when we had sex and I would orgasm inside of her. Now I know it may seem a little far-fetched to some, but deep down inside, those who truly know me, know that I wear my heart on my sleeve and am beyond passionate about the things that I love and feel define me. An ex girlfriend once said I was too passionate. A decade later I'm still trying to figure out whether that's a good thing or a bad thing. I have my days. I digress, this is what I do.

There's an anonymous quote that says, "Music is what feelings sound like." And this is what I've basically been trying to say all along. I fully understand this and I know others do as well, as I know that there are those that don't. But this is why this conversation was so meaningful.

And so our conversation continued on into the night. In reality, I have to mention that I was driving home at 4am and she was dutifully keeping me company; great friend that she is. I finally got home, wrapped up our conversations, reassured one another that we missed the other and turned in. Well, she turned in, I on the other hand popped in "The Motorcycle Diaries" and began to day dream about how I too wish to travel throughout South America one day. But that of course is for another entry.

Dreamt about the rain last night. Of course it helps that it was raining as I fell asleep.

2011-05-06T11:07:00.000-07:00

Felt like this.

Somebody Accidentally Pulled the Cork

2010-03-12T00:19:00.000-08:00

The Dehisce Was Here.

More to come

Dimitri the Russian Hyper Fag

2010-03-11T23:17:00.000-08:00

Dimitri is an ex-Russian track star who is pretty fast, pretty gay, pretty-looking and all Hyperphagic.

We have no super powers here, nothing ridiculously special beyond the power to gorge and run and run and run until he pukes.

Dimitri: "I've always loved to run and I've always tried to stay skinny. Well, skinny enough to fit in these jeans. They are so-cool. Throwing up after working out is my way of knowing when I'm finished working out."

Whats So Great About the Other Side?

2010-03-11T21:01:00.000-08:00

Why did the chicken cross the road?

Let me ask you this... When you were in the bathroom, why did you shake your dick 3 times after you were done taking a piss? Why not twice? Or 4 times? (I was in the bathroom with you. I know it was 3 times.) Or if you're a female, why did you do, uh, whatever it is you do? Point is, you don't think about these things. You just do them. Let me let you in on a little secret: Chickens could give a fuck less about crossing roads. They are all about starting bands.

Perhaps I've already lost you. There is too much to explain at this time. All that I ask of you is to keep your eyes open and your mind emancipated. A good story is like Chinese water torture: the longer it drips, the worse it gets. No, I mean, then longer you are there, the more effective it is. Holy shit now I've confused myself. Look, we've got a really bizarre story to tell. I think you'll find it's well worth the read. We're talking chickens and scientists and almost certainly extremely graphic sexual content and/or violence. Worse case (or best case?) scenario you pull a "Carradine" when we are done fucking with your brain.

So bookmark this page or just let 'Sucker Punch Thrill Kick' marinate in your intestines until it turns into a wet fart. Either way we are not going anywhere and we hope you'll stick around for the mind fuck of your life. Or, at least the mind hand-job of your life.

It Only Makes Sense....

2010-03-10T23:02:00.000-08:00

To take almost an entire year to get your 2nd blog, which was meant to be an outpouring, creative outlet for a soon-to-be crass, ridiculously abundant with disgusting material, graphic novel, which of course I wanted to eventually adapt into a live show. Of course this is all just a cascade of a wet dream, but given enough time and enough ulcers with which to hate the world with and enough collaborations from enough idiot friends of mine who think they are remotely artistic in any way and we will have quite a thing going on here.

Then again, I won't be surprised if I end up doing this all by myself. So in that case...be VERY patient. I'll make it worth it, though.