Hot: A Long while ago, while sitting in my smoking chair blowing contemplatively erotic smoke rings into the air, I thought briefly about what it would be like to publicly gift my fellow gentle breed with my curiously wondrous and humorous tales and musings. The more I pondered about it, the more the thought smoke [...]
Hot: Preface: If you’re following me on Twitter, you may have seen my non-stop barrage of updates relating to a trip I am currently still on, a trip to Portland Oregon for the H.P. Lovecraft Film Festival. What follows are a few selected tweets (in chronological order), and my hand-written journal entries. Each will be [...]
Hot: My uncle Walter is on the front lawn. I did not say in the front lawn, because that would imply that he is out there doing something – looking for lost keys, maybe, or digging up earthworms for bait. But I said on the front lawn because he’s not doing anything, just lying on [...]
In the very early morning in the fall of 1979 a particular beach along the Aegean Sea in Athens is nearly deserted. You have not yet slept, as your crewmates have gotten ahold of your judgment once again, and you have been out all night. But you are alone now, and the soft pink horizon gives context to your solitude. You stroll the shoreline, smoking a cigarette, thinking of home and taking stock of the day ahead of you, when, in an instant, your life changes forever.
Hot: Good evening, it’s your friendly neighborhood cyst Sketch here bringing you an article for your Internet Arts & Leisure feed. Today we bring you a review on “Sex In The City: The Movie”… sorry, wrong drugs. Now that we’ve changed substances a proper review is in order. Last night the one man band Trent [...]
Hot: So I remember just enough of my dreams to merit writing them down. The reason I remember is because I was awakened by a combination of the cat scratching loudly at the door for breakfast, and the very last bit of the dream (which I’ll get to momentarily). Going in list form because I [...]
Hot: I do most of my dreaming in the morning. That’s just the way it is. And this morning, I did a LOT of it. Here’s a brief overview: Dreamt my dad was still alive because he’d been sent on a Top Secret Mission that involved faking a serious illness, but wound up being marked [...]
Hot: Badass art blog named after a badass Slowdive song. (see video below) Chatlog: Brian: if only her head wasnt full of air G: it’s not even hot air. it’s the same air that’s been there since birth. It’s since stagnated and aided in the generation of mutant virii that, if ever released, would wipe [...]
Hot: Never fear, gentle reader, the fire department is here, and I assume this is minor since I'm sitting right at the window and they didn't tell me to get out. It would seem the lady across the hall from me fell asleep while some kind of fire-related action was occuring. Knowing her, probably smoking [...]
