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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

 

the not so ready for prime time player

I AM SO BAD AT THIS TUMBLR BIDNESS. I feel like one of those out-of-the-loop (usually older, sorry) folk that gets a newfangled cellular phone and can’t figure out how to make a damn call. “It’s a tip calculator!” “IT HAS MORE FUNCTIONS!”

Anyway. Someday I will figure this out, or find a site that I prefer better, or get a better computer setup going, not that any of that matters, to anyone probably.

I watch too many old movies and dream that someday I can either hit the Kerouacian road, or set up shop in some small lonesome town and sell creepy antiques. That’s pretty much how I spend my time lately. Not that anyone cares.

See you in another six months or so.

Anonymous asked
Hi there! I don't know if you remember me... I'm Nick, and we haven't talked for many, many years. Anyhow, I was doing a crossword puzzle and one of the clues was 'The Garden of ____ (Dietrich movie)' and it reminded me of your old website/screen name. :-) If you'd like, write me back illuminatiagt@yahoodotcom

Hi… sorry i never check tumblr. where do I know you from?

Back unfortunately in Deanie Loomis mode.

Back unfortunately in Deanie Loomis mode.

Heaven

Heaven

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

“you stupid kraut”

Ugh. Murphy’s Law has completely worked against me today. New computer is now not a sure thing (not yet anyway), and I broke my coffeemaker this morning… wow I know those are petty-sounding first world problems, but the mood I’m in doesn’t help either. I’m about to go all Basil Fawlty on the next person/object that happens to upset me.

(Source: fuckyeahthedamned)

Happy Holidays, sexpeople!

Happy Holidays, sexpeople!

I want a dandy highwayman for my birthday

I want a dandy highwayman for my birthday

Brett Anderson  June 6, 1982 - October 22, 2011 It just isn’t fair to attempt to sum up a person in a few sentences, not to the person or the reader. I consider myself lucky to have known him, to be able to call him a close friend. Words can’t begin to express how wonderful he was, and what an incredible loss this is.

Brett Anderson 

June 6, 1982 - October 22, 2011

It just isn’t fair to attempt to sum up a person in a few sentences, not to the person or the reader. I consider myself lucky to have known him, to be able to call him a close friend. Words can’t begin to express how wonderful he was, and what an incredible loss this is.

perfection

perfection

Cover shot. October twenty-eleven edition of Star Rise Shine, issue nine. Yea, we’re back in business. If you’re interested, curious, feeling particularly sorry for me - shoot me an email or what-have-you. I’m not going to charge anything, however… Generous donations of one to two dollars would be greatly appreciated :P

Cover shot. October twenty-eleven edition of Star Rise Shine, issue nine.

Yea, we’re back in business. If you’re interested, curious, feeling particularly sorry for me - shoot me an email or what-have-you. I’m not going to charge anything, however… Generous donations of one to two dollars would be greatly appreciated :P

“Wherever I go and whatever I do I am always in the straight-jacket of junk, unable to move a finger to free myself.”

“I want to be rid of junk more than I ever wanted anything.”

William S. Burroughs, 1955, 1956 (via kevinramos)