Thursday, May 27, 2010

Knotts A Reluctant Hero

My first peice of mail at my new place and I get my Don Knotts Reluctant Hero Box Set with The Ghost & Mr. Chicken, The Reluctant Astronaut, The Shakiest Gun In The West & The Love God. I love Don Knotts. Something inherently funny about him. I watched the Ghost & Mr. Chicken last night and it was too funny. Can't wait to watch the rest. Light no brainer kinda of movies. It's fun. I need that right now.

Honestly Haunted Heart

I've been feeling empty and lonely like this stairwell in my new place.
I'm pretty sure it's haunted ... my heart and the new place:

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Day Dreaming of The Future

She is beautiful. From the Sartorialist:

The Fool Crying Over Spilt Beer

I think this is me or this is the way that I have been feeling lately:

Skeletons In The Closet Dance On Our Table During Dinner

So this is how it starts, movin' I noticed the way this guy was lying on the dash.
Cross his heart and hope to die:

Dancin' to the Dead:

Continued dancin:

Playin' dead:

Feelin' a lil modest:

Is just to damned embarressed:

The Full Flat Story

I love my books:

Ten boxes worth of goddamned books:

The weirdos that live in my place lined up for government cheese:

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Kick A Man!


Some people think because your an artist and put yourself out there i.e. this blog, performing, FB, etc. that they can criticize a man and/or kick him while he is down and that's fine. But, I do have a knee jerk response and it's ....
Put that in your fucking pipe and smoke it.
-Message from the Management

Only The Lonely

A lot of fucked up shit is going on. Wish I had someone to talk to and that would come over and lay down with me and hold me and be sweet to me .... alas random shit:



Monday, May 24, 2010

No Phone Calls, No Pools, No Pets

I'm still upset and wondering why, but don't really have time for that cause I'm moving. In between moving I did some of this stuff:

Playin Tradewinds:

Cosmos kitchen:

Self Portrait:

I love movies. My dvd collection:

Friday, May 21, 2010

Vacant Tender Vittles

Last Saturday Jenny G. and I had breakfast at the magnolia in Austin. My food was great but I was hungover and upset so of course like usual I didn't eat very much (My mind was like the clouds in the back ground of this pic dark and cloudy.):

It was a spinach omlette:

A mural in the parking lot:

Cajun Trouble Makin

This is Brother Dege. I opened for him last night at the Lounge on Elm Street. He's a crazy Cajun with crazy Cajun friends:

And a photo Ginger Bellamy took of me:

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Coke @ 5 A.M.

Capitol City

Cool shit I saw in Austin at Momo's last weekend:

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Maybe Some Day in A Dream

I found this on a blog some where and it made me cry:
Tell us about your boyfriend?
oh! hahaha hmmm, his name is dylan but i never call him that. his whole family’s deaf besides him, and his brother. he always signs dirty jokes to me or how much he likes me. he’s half korean, has curly hair and muddy eyes, covered with freckles on his shoulders, and is often told he resembles joseph gordon-levitt. we’ve been together for two years. i’m totally head over heels for him. i think we freak people out sometimes. we don’t go on “breaks”, we don’t have fights…and we’ll drop everything else just to drive to the lake front so we can drink barqs rootbeers out the bottle and listen to the jazz music from the sidewalk. my best friend emmanuel introduced us - emmanuel showed him a picture of me and he responded with “she’s so cute man, she could melt faces off”. less than twenty days later we’re laying on his floor at four am arguing over something i can’t even remember, excited and sleep deprived, and he kisses me mid-sentence. we’ve been obsessed with each other ever since. he knows me in ways few others have ever dared to try. he knows which fingers i like to be cracked, all the secrets i ever thought i was always going to have, which guitar chords remind me of my father, the certain smells that make me think of my mother, which colors i like together, he knows which lyrics could make me cry, what places make me feel safe, to always check my pockets for loose change before doing laundry. i think he’s the coolest guy in the world. he once wrote in the margins of one of my books “i love you even when you’re not thinking about it.” - i write about him here all the time. i’m sort of fascinated with him. he’s the only boyfriend i’ve ever had where i never had that feeling like i had to prove what we were or how we felt. we have nothing to prove. and to tell you the truth, i think we lucked out. two years ago we were so different, we were so new to everything. we changed together, we took pieces of each other and buried them beneath us where no one else could ever reach. he’s dark in the summers, he likes to kiss my shoulders, and lets me borrow all of his shirts so that they’ll smell like me.

And their pics:

here is some really great spoken word that was on the same blog.

Maybe someday some one will feel like this about me.

Vinyly Some Fun

Some records I bought at Dolly Python.
Thin Lizzy Jail Break:

Mojo Nixon:

The Bunker

Me and my pathetic moving self. My first load into my new building:

One of my first visitors waving a Buck 119 7 inch hunting knife in my face:

The bedroom in The Bunker (aka my new loft). Kinda looks like a bedroom in Mexico City or something:

The Barker Experience:

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

How Do You Sue?

Saw the Boys Named Sue at Darwin's on 6th street in Austin Friday night after my gig at Momo's. It was damned fun. Got drunk, danced with Jenny and Gina and even sang two songs with the Sues. I think they were the Unbroken Circle and an old Slick 57 song. Good times: