I met JPB, the PM of my silly country, today. It's election time, which means that it's basically impossible to leave the house without tripping over some dumb-faced, leaflet-distributing politician.

So I was buying fried fish on the market, and he was there buying fish, surrounded by a herd of photographers (in the Dutch political landscape, it is really important to buy and consume raw herring and have it documented, as it is a token of genuine, dyed-in-the-wool Dutchness). Big Chief spotted me and exclaimed: "Now here is a guy that looks unlikely to vote for me!" All his yay-saying epigons snickered, and I answered: "That's just 'cause I am way hung over" and proceeded with my fish-buying business.

He seemed to like that, JPB.

I also met Nick Olivieri yesterday at a bar. I said: "Hi Nick!" and clinked his glass.

We've gone down with stinking colds, miss fell asleep on the sofa. I threw a duvet over her and slipped out to get some medicine to help me sleep.

On the way round to the off license, a water main had ruptured - not a dramatic fountain but little arcs and rivulets bursting from the pavement, up above an unimprovable full moon and the ricochet of fireworks. The glut of water ran right down the road.

3:24 AM. thank you and good night. pictures taken moments ago. fucking winter time. oh god i hate the world, i hate the world, i hate the world etc (signs the new model army song).

Emanuelle Cunt, where are you in the world? Where you are in the world looks sincerely beautiful to me right now.

daniel robert chapman wrote:Emanuelle Cunt, where are you in the world? Where you are in the world looks sincerely beautiful to me right now.

Indeed. I'm going to guess Paris based on the post time, street signs and general Paris-y vibe.

noise&light wrote:

daniel robert chapman wrote:Emanuelle Cunt, where are you in the world? Where you are in the world looks sincerely beautiful to me right now.

Indeed. I'm going to guess Paris based on the post time, street signs and general Paris-y vibe.

Actually, I'm pretty sure it's Poland.

The top one reminds me of Prague.

I wish I were back in Prague.

I saw this tonight:

and this

After a real satisfying screening of two brand-new Sublime Frequencies films in SF, I was walking home from the BART station just now.

One of my neighborhood bars was bumping Devo's version of "Satisfaction." The sound engulfed the entire block.

I stopped on the sidewalk and marvelled at it for a while.

Maurice wrote:

noise&light wrote:

daniel robert chapman wrote:Emanuelle Cunt, where are you in the world? Where you are in the world looks sincerely beautiful to me right now.

Indeed. I'm going to guess Paris based on the post time, street signs and general Paris-y vibe.

Actually, I'm pretty sure it's Poland.

yup, i live in warsaw, poland. it does't look any good now though, the temperature went from -1 C to +1 C and snow is melting. to think that exactly one week ago it was warm enough to wear shorts.

i'm hangovered, but not the adam's level. biggest hangover of my life needed 48hrs to go away. oh boy, even thinking about that hangover makes my current one seem like a sweet and harmless baby-hangover.

hangovers suck.


edit: i actually laughed at humprey's bear 500th post. is it okay?

emmanuelle cunt wrote:
hangovers suck.

Amen to that brother. I too am hungover to fuck this afternoon. Last night I went to a reception for my girlfriend's cousin's civil partnership ceremony. It was held in a small village hall just outside Stirling. There was some really nice food, and heroic amounts of booze was consumed.

It was indistinguishable from many other wedding receptions I have been to, except that on the wall, in foot-high metallic tartan letters, it said "GOOD LUCK CHAS & GREGOR!"

I danced the YMCA!