Friday, August 17, 2007


And So Now, Later On...2.57 AM:
Taken a shower and have done my Tai Chi Chuan exercise. I feel great! Pouring down some Florida's Natural: Ruby Red Grapefruit Juice from a wide mouthed clear glass mug from IKEA, made in Russia, with a split in the handle, up near the top. How come I didn't notice that before? Was it always there? How come I didn't notice that Book Soup in Costa Mesa died, moved, and is no more until one day I stopped by the South Coast Plaza shopping mall, in order to get the latest Vanity Fair or some such drivel thing, and VOOP! It wasn't there. Dammit!
Put on my blue Royal Robbins hot weather "puckerwear" type shirt, I can't say pucker wear or some such, as I'm sure Patagonia has that copyrighted or something...that's their hot weather shirt, or one of the, "AC yarn-dyed shirts", one of theirs too....but I don't have one of those, and am not interested. I am interested in a 30 dollar (it's normally 60) Patagonia puckerwear shirt at my local A-16 store. It's an outdoor adventure supply store, chock full of stuff like that. Why I get these fixations, and have to buy things for which I have no room is beyond me. It's a sickness I guess.
What can happen, is you see something you want, you'd better buy it right then, because if you wait, if you come back tomorrow, it might not be there. I wear their medium sized Pup shirts. I'm calling it many things here because I don't want any thing to fuck me over by this bullshit of mfrs. lawsuits, etc. Who knows, eh? No one cares here. I'm not making any money off this and for sure there's no one reading my writing, so what could it matter? I should gleefully tab and hyperlink shit like most every one does, willy-nilly. So what, you know? Make a stink. Get noticed. Be someone.
I want something for my sisters birthday, which was yesterday and she lives in Pittsburgh, PA., and I want to get that shirt plus some white cotton t-shirts with pockets, but not having to spend a lot of money on them. I want to see a movie for free, I have a card that came from the frequent movie watching deal I have with one of the local theatres. I also want that puce ducer frapple bap torso cover I've peeped and mentioned at the head of this article.
There's the latest U.S. gentleman's quarterly (GQ) magazine I want, (Clive Owen on cover.), and the latest Esquire (Sean Penn has a film to promote.), and the latest MAD magazine (Bart Simpson/Alfred E. Newman cover.) as well as an issue of Entertainment Weekly or Week or some such, with that gawd she looks different here Reese Witherspoon on the cover; what project is this doll promoting?
Going to need some nectarines, peaches and apples soon and after that, a couple of bananas. But first I think I'm going to get me another glass full of Ruby Red Grapefruit Juice, then sit down and read some more of Anita Thompson's The Gonzo Way, Warren Ellis' Bad Signals' 2, and of course, William Gibson's latest: SPOOK COUNTRY. I've picked up the 50th Anniversary of William S. Burroughs' JUNKY, and am toying with reading that concurrent with Spook Country, and I've also got a copy of Matt Ruff's latest: BAD MONKEY'S.
Then it's off to coffee and hard facts: Food: Eggs, Bacon, Toast, maybe some pancakes and Lingonberries from Ikea. Then chocolate chip cookies. Then? A reception for a friend's father's funeral. Then maybe the comic book store to redeem a coupon and a TPB (Trade Paperback-A single book with the same content of several of the single issues content wise, all in one book.) of some series I'm interested in. Last Man or some such...perhaps an old Neil Gaiman cover. I've got a paperback copy of his book Anansi Boys. I want some Ian Rankin's, the Orion print (U.K. releases) of Inspector Rebus titles I don't have, but I'm having trouble collating what I've read already. And all this despite other titles here in my room gathering dust by plenty of other authors: Greene, Hiaasen, Dick, etc.
I'll have to do laundry. Every thing. All of it. Wash and organize the counter with the fucking mess in the bathroom sink, the toilet again and perhaps another go at the shower. I'd like to do Newport, Fashion Island, get some Hemp oil for body spray. I like that scent of theirs. And, perhaps a look into L'Occitaine, see what's up there.

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