dadaist entry

Weep at everything. Challenge the Scorpio coffee. Drink it up.

Automatically, it is philosophy: dadaism. A story. Clear as kerosene! Half as bitter. Part of my glorious, multi-colored, waking sleep.

Peanuts? Am I part of the yeastless all-knowing embrace?

No. I embrace conflict, life-changing chocolate and all the sooth-sayers.

Why? Simple. Simply put, I am unadulterated. I slip and slide. Galaxy class. I welcome the conflict during the downtown photocopy strikes. The strikers? They, more than anyone, paused to experience the next doorway. (And the nest and the nest....) Got to admire that.

I never had an ounce of courage. Never an ounce of shame. Never an ounce to smoke. Me, smeared gently with Kifflom? With God? No. I warm my bed mercilessly. Stealthily. Clear as kerosene. Half as bitter.

nonblonde

I have been pondering on an experiment I did with a lame movie trailer today. In this piece, I decided to play the part of a saucy blonde who really knows how to make an impression. Yes, it's not a traditional role for me, but I thought I should stretch a little bit and really test my acting chops. I think I'm pretty convincing as a blonde.

That being said, I've decided to go the nonblonde route this summer. It's just not me. I'm just the auburn type, I suppose.

(BTW... in case you were wondering... I chose the role soley on the basis that it has the best lines in the trailer.)

Christopher Walken was such a pro. I really loved working with him on this film. Um, Chris, if you're reading this, I just want to thank you for introducing me to cucumber sandwiches. They're so yummy! And I agree with you, the soundtrack to this film definitely needs more cowbell.

paparazzi

Got my summer started off proper with a photo shoot. Yeah, yeah, I know... I probably should've cleared it with my publicist before agreeing to it, but I went ahead and accepted Cynthia Wilson's offer to include me in her project. It was fun chatting with her. She had just left home to begin her cross-country journey. I wish her luck and I look forward to the tasteful, extremely artistic photography.

You know, it's amazing how soft and comfortable a bearskin rug is, even during the dog days of summer!

7/7

Such awful news!

Mrs. Dalloway spoke to me, from the pages of the wonderful Virginia Woolf novel of the same name. After surviving the terrible events of world war 2, the character spies the open pages of a novel in a bookstore window:

"Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages.

This late age of the world's experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears. Tears and sorrows; courage and endurance; a perfectly upright and stoical bearing."

What a wonderful way to describe London's reaction to the 7/7 bombings! I can't imagine a more appropriate and poetic commentary. Thank you, Virginia Woolf!

a woody

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Originally uploaded by ZapWizard.

This is a woody that I don't want. Don't get me wrong; I love the idea of wraping up a cultural icon in rich, deep woodtones. But it looks kinda unwieldy. Plus, if it fell (as mine often does), it would get all nicked up.

But kudos to ZapWizard for the clever idea and the skillful execution.