A blog about the New York artworld, body modification, mythical beasts, getting high, and wanting to die.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Jusin timberlake
he spoke to me last night in a dream and asked me to ditch my hussies. I resisted until he promised me riches and a recording contract. I am an excellent singer. It is part of my work of course.
Maybe. This is top secret as it pertains to my art practice and performance. I want to surprise you at my fiesta gathering in the fall before the apocalypse.
Are you having a harvest festival to celebrate the bounty of and abundance of our fair land? Or is a pre-Apocalyptic funk fest, like the last days before Zod?
I'll be basing my potluck contribution on the answer to that question.
More the latter unfortunately. I am more aware of true reality than most. Something about being raised in the cave of John of revelation. I hail from Patros, Greece.
But there should be food, so bring some spaghetti, i like that. There will be bright lights and dark make up and it will be somewhat rabid. I hope you are not disappointed.
Mountain Thou hast hurt my tender self and my teats doth leak. You are so blunt, careless, and I, unkind sir, am far from clueless. I know the ways of the forest and have made a pact with the nymphs. I offer white gold, alchemists everywhere search for this. The wizard is here and he has it made. A glorious faceted gem.
no thank you scary, I have plans already for dinner tonight. Beth is making me Mountain Man stew, aren't you Beth. We didn't break up, FYI. She just yelled at me a lot and I cried.
Mountain Man The gem is kind and soft. It is gentle in the most pleasant way. It will assuage your hardened soul and then you can lap at my teats until thine thirst is quenched.
What you are missing out on when you miss out on eating corn dogs is fried corn and dogs. I wonder how you can live without that. I would like to talk to you more about this and perhaps jam your mouth full of them over beer tomorrow. K? I will try to commune with Zod to see that you get a special dispensation to try them only once.
I am very yielding, Beth, I will take what he gives me and offer him everything. I can see his need and how your jealousy is squandering his manliness. However, I certainly do not wish to offend you. I am simply offering myself to the Mountain. I know what remedies him: the gem and a "Yes"
Yes YIELD Gwendoline. Beth could learn a lesson from this. I am very hurt Beth, by your controlling ways. You seek to suppress my magic and my wineskin.
I am not jealous, I can see the truth of badness lurking everywhere. You make me nervous. I am trying to foul up your business. I think you are from the very bottom of everything.
Mountain Man wishes Gwendoline was the one who wanted to make him rice pilaf tonight. Mountain Man might reject Beth tonight, tell her to eat all the stew herself.
Mountain I will make whatever you wish. Meet me soon by the pond. We can roll in the grass and I will feed you gems. Krixfort You are wise. Forget the past, your shred is more human than most.
Mountain Man, if you reject Beth in favor of Gwendoline, how will Justin Timberlake react? Or do you care anymore? Will he withdraw his promises of riches?
Are you a tenor? Even though you are real tall, that's how I picture you, with a high voice.
ReplyDeleteMaybe. This is top secret as it pertains to my art practice and performance. I want to surprise you at my fiesta gathering in the fall before the apocalypse.
ReplyDeleteAre you having a harvest festival to celebrate the bounty of and abundance of our fair land? Or is a pre-Apocalyptic funk fest, like the last days before Zod?
ReplyDeleteI'll be basing my potluck contribution on the answer to that question.
More the latter unfortunately. I am more aware of true reality than most. Something about being raised in the cave of John of revelation. I hail from Patros, Greece.
ReplyDeleteBut there should be food, so bring some spaghetti, i like that. There will be bright lights and dark make up and it will be somewhat rabid. I hope you are not disappointed.
ReplyDeleteI heard a rumor about Randy, another blogger. He is a dog murderer. What should we do?
ReplyDeleteI am riding high today.
ReplyDeleteI miss Gwendoline. I think I scared her with my repeated comment. I made mistake. Now I make bad smell.
ReplyDeletehates the dogs
ReplyDeleteloves the bitches
forgive me mountain cake
ReplyDeleteI was trapsing in the meadow, my posey tiara has wilted, and I needed a new one.
What needest thou, sire?
I love festoons.
ReplyDeleteI am festooned in muck. Listen, I have been given some very important information that I have been told not to share. I badly want to blurt it out.
ReplyDeleteI would like you to bring me my meds, Gwen. Do you mind if I call you that? I am seeing stars.
ReplyDeleteMountain Man have you ever put out an album? Or are you all kinds of phony on this, like on everything else?
ReplyDeleteyou are busted, MM
ReplyDeleteKrixfort I want to eat some popcorn with you.
ReplyDeleteyou SHOULD blurt. Everyone should. It helps free up energy for festooning.
ReplyDeleteplease reveal the secret now.
What luck, mountain squirt, the wizard has arrived and with him the best bark known, Vicarious. Trapse today?
ReplyDeleteHey Gwendoline I am not a cake. I am not sweet.
ReplyDeleteYou speak in a clueless type of code. Be more clear. What do you want from this day? I want hallucinations.
ReplyDeleteyes blurt or you will get blue
ReplyDeleteI know.
Popped corn is wonderful. I'll eat it with anyone that wants to pop it. That and sweet cake.
ReplyDeleteKrixfort, does my lack of sweetness and cakeness offend your delicate sensibility? I like pop corn too. And even more, corn dogs. Now that's a meal.
ReplyDeleteI will blurt my secret sometime later. Right now, I have to keep quiet. They're onto me.
ReplyDeleteMountain Man, can I come over and cook you a lite meal tonite?
ReplyDeleterandy how do you know about blue? are you sad?
ReplyDeleteMountain
ReplyDeleteThou hast hurt my tender self and my teats doth leak. You are so blunt, careless, and I, unkind sir, am far from clueless. I know the ways of the forest and have made a pact with the nymphs.
I offer white gold, alchemists everywhere search for this. The wizard is here and he has it made. A glorious faceted gem.
i just found a great recipe for rice pilaf that i would like to try out on you.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry, I am hardened. Please tell me more about the gem. I want to find a better life in magic and the gem sounds kind.
ReplyDeleteno thank you scary, I have plans already for dinner tonight. Beth is making me Mountain Man stew, aren't you Beth. We didn't break up, FYI. She just yelled at me a lot and I cried.
ReplyDeleterandy is a dog killer?
ReplyDeleteMountain Man, my master ZOD won't let me eat corn dogs. I don't know why. I feel I am missing something.
ReplyDeletebeer breath
ReplyDeleteI do not kill dogs, there is no fun in that. I train and punish them. I lock them in the basement.
Mountain Man
ReplyDeleteThe gem is kind and soft. It is gentle in the most pleasant way. It will assuage your hardened soul and then you can lap at my teats until thine thirst is quenched.
What you are missing out on when you miss out on eating corn dogs is fried corn and dogs. I wonder how you can live without that. I would like to talk to you more about this and perhaps jam your mouth full of them over beer tomorrow. K? I will try to commune with Zod to see that you get a special dispensation to try them only once.
ReplyDeleteHi Krixfort
ReplyDeleteI have been wondering about your tat.
Is it Native American? Aleutian?
You are compelling; I know I have seen you around Ave. B.
I would watch what you ask for Gwendoline. MM does not lap at teats, he tears at them with his teeth. He is very rough.
ReplyDeleteBob wants Krixfort. Good luck Bob, she's too much woman for a champion puss like you.
ReplyDeleteI am very yielding, Beth, I will take what he gives me and offer him everything. I can see his need and how your jealousy is squandering his manliness. However, I certainly do not wish to offend you. I am simply offering myself to the Mountain. I know what remedies him: the gem and a "Yes"
ReplyDeleteYes YIELD Gwendoline. Beth could learn a lesson from this. I am very hurt Beth, by your controlling ways. You seek to suppress my magic and my wineskin.
ReplyDeleteWow Warning Sign, jealous much. Who are you hiding behind? It is difficult to remember what is interesting about you. Tell us.
ReplyDeleteThat reminds me, where are my meds you promised? The good kind, not the kind Beth wants me to take.
ReplyDeleteI am not jealous, I can see the truth of badness lurking everywhere. You make me nervous. I am trying to foul up your business. I think you are from the very bottom of everything.
ReplyDeleteBob, my answer to you is this.
ReplyDeleteYes. No. Maybe so.
Warning sign, I am only a shred of the woman I once was.
Mountain man, you should take Gwen up on her offer. Offers such as hers don't grow on trees. Not even gem encrusted alchemist's trees.
BEWARE. I AM WIELDING A HAMMER AND A LARGE MACHETE. I AM HERE TO STOP BOB. BOB, YOU MUST STOP.
ReplyDeletei am whining all the time.
ReplyDeleteMountain Man wishes Gwendoline was the one who wanted to make him rice pilaf tonight. Mountain Man might reject Beth tonight, tell her to eat all the stew herself.
ReplyDeleteWarning
ReplyDeleteGet to the bottom of everything. You are scared and scarred. Live a little.
i am so scared! i am so scarred!
ReplyDeleteMountain
ReplyDeleteI will make whatever you wish. Meet me soon by the pond. We can roll in the grass and I will feed you gems.
Krixfort
You are wise. Forget the past, your shred is more human than most.
Snarly!!!! IT IS FINE, IT IS MINE!!!!!
ReplyDeleteMountain Man, if you reject Beth in favor of Gwendoline, how will Justin Timberlake react? Or do you care anymore? Will he withdraw his promises of riches?
ReplyDeleteWHAT IS IT???????
ReplyDeleteKrixfort, Justin and I are making love right now. If I perform well enough, I may be back on track.
ReplyDeleteG, I don't want germs!! I'll be right back, I have to finish with JT.
ReplyDeleteIs Justin a Top or a bottom?
ReplyDeleteI am defeating us all.
ReplyDeleteLISTEN UP! JT IS JT. THAT'S HOW IT IS.
ReplyDeleteLeave MM alone right now. Willard. Or whoever you think you are.
ReplyDeleteMountain
ReplyDeleteI left a present for you by the pond. I couldn't wait any longer; thegnomes were out.
yeah she left you a steamin' turd 'cause you are bad
ReplyDeleteLonely Rocko always pointing his poopy finger
ReplyDeleteMountain Man
ReplyDeleteI love you
Pan didn't come home last night.
ginger i think yer a boy
ReplyDeleteMr Bubbles
ReplyDeletewho fucking cares what you think?