Follow Me Men — Fortunatly No One Followed

9:37PM
Just got finished taking my second cold shower tonight. Now normally I have only taken cold showers in the past when I'd just broke up with a girl or got stood up with a girl or was told to cool it by a girl (none true). However today is an exception to that rule... well actually the past 20 days have been an exception. I have no AC. I have called the renters to fix it and they told me 2 days on the 4th... I called days after that and they said they had to order a part... I called days after that and they said they had 5 other cases like this and they were getting to me. At this point in time I'm used to dealing with the fluctuating 81° to 92° temps I've been enduring in this small soon to be forgotten apartment of mine. Today is the record... when I entered my home today the temp was at 92° (that's at 6pm) I know for a fact it was hotter during the day. Now many of you might wonder why I'm content to deal with sweating out 3 gallons of water between 6pm and 5am or drinking more than 3 gallons of water between 6pm and 1am each night or why, although I try to compel them from visiting, constantly apologizing to the few guest I have about the heat or why I don't care anymore about washing my soak'n bed sheets every morning or having to take cold showers instead of hot. Well it's simple... it's all based on determination, punishment, but most of all the precedent. I hope that my AC does not get fixed within this, my second to last month of renting, because after all the crap I've dealt with here for the past five years — faulty wiring (a better word would be lemon wiring) that has cost my thousands of dollars in high price computers and stereo electrical equipment (not to mention light bulbs blowing out seconds after they are replaced), cocky asshole thug children running all over the place, a corpulent women stomping above me all night long and a shit of a woman who screams at her 2 year old below at all hours of the night — I am finally entitled to a month were I ain't gonna pay this place shit. And if the AC isn't fixed by moving day... ha... they are going to be paying me. It'll be nice to have a cool $700 dollar in my pocket next month to buy a new stereo receiver and DVD player for my new (fully functional and mine) home. I fell that at least i'll be able to replace some of the items that got killed by the fucked up electrical this place has... even though I've shelled out around $6,000+ to replac knocked out equipment along the way. Anyways just thought I'd write about that to fatten up the blog a bit. Ohh for those who wonder it is currently 86* in my place right now and not dropping. Humidity is a bitch ain't it.

So what the hell have I really been doing today outside of complaining about how stupid some people at my workplace can be... it's called a die-cut folks... what's not to understand!! Well, I completed the three main character drawings for my Blue Jughead piece for Spin & Gin V. They look really cool... totally a Jughead dance... I suppose I'll have to learn the moves to perform at the show. So while I was doing that, I also began to pull lots of reference materials for my dress. I wasn't pulling fashion photos, but pattern and animal reference. I'm seriously leaning toward doing a really nice dress with a Japanese theme... It'll be good.. the other way I'm leaning is Italy, just so I can get away with a sexy cut, but I suppose Japan could do that too. The question to me becomes, do I want to create a dress based on this societies modern culture or past. In the case of Japan I could totally do the Otaku culture. Otaku is a variety of geek or an overly obsessed fanboy/fangirl, specializing in anime and manga. People are obsessed with it in Japan.. I mean just look at these amazing outfits —





This is an everyday sight in Japan. So now that I've realized this (this is why I write the blog — to better conceive and ingurgitate all the ideas that are floating in my head), I'm going to have to start pulling materials to reference this concept as well. Personally I still like the romantic side of the ancient culture of Japan... but there is definitely something shocking and tasty about the modern. Both could have brilliant visual and practical applications applied to them. Now on the other hand the problem and challenge with doing an Otaku piece will be it's lack of color. This is one advantage ancient culture will have on it's side — ornateness & elegance. Now an interesting twist could be to do a double functioning dress.. one that on the initial walk to the front of stage could appear to be ancient, but could be torn away to reveal the modern... or maybe even an ancient cut with modern symbology. I'll have to see what my model will fell more comfortable doing.
I talked with Blackmon and she says she knows a few folks that can do hair and make-up, that's a start but I'll keep looking too. I knida have an idea of what the make-up will comprise of (might need some hand done white grease paint details by me), but for hair it's good to have someone. Unfortunately there is no payment for any of this, but I do promise to buy drinks for all. As for models I'm still at a lose. Most of the people who I knew as models I'm not in contact with anymore and there really aren't many options at all in the ever smaller (smirk) circle of friends I have. So I'm gonna climb out on a limb and go to some outside channels of people I've met, who would in all seriousness, be more than up to at the task. So we'll see if I have enough charm to get'm to work with me. I don't see why not.

If you are interested in Otaku culture you should check out the cool book I referenced my pictures today from. It's called Fruits, by Shoichi Aoki. Fruits is a collection of Tokyo street fashion portraits from Japan’s premier street fanzine of the same name. ‘Fruits’ was established in 1994, by photographer Shoichi Aoki, initially as a project to document the growing explosion in street fashion within the suburbs of Tokyo. Over the last five years, the magazine has grown to cult status and is now avidly followed by thousands of Japanese teenagers who also use the magazine as an opportunity to check out the latest styles and trends. The average age of the kids featured in the magazine is between 12 and 18, and the clothes that they wear are a mixture of high fashion – Vivienne Westwood is a keen favourite – and home-made ensembles which when combined create a novel, if not hysterical, effect. This extensive collection of portraits represents a unique documentation of the changing face of street fashion throughout the last decade. Colourful, fascinating and funny, this is the first time these cult images have been published outside Japan. Published by Phaidon Press.

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An email recieved by my friend yesterday. So... what the hell is this all about... seriously... what the hell is this all about —

if you talk to tom, please tell him that i'm so sorry for the oversight,
i should have thought of this prior...if given enough time, chicken could actually be substituted for liver...as the contact layer, of course.......After some thought, i realized this would probably be much more appealing to him (conducive, etc...)....considering his personal tastes and all........I think the chicken neck would work rather nicely as an inner layer; however, we would still need to wrap this with a nice thick outer layer of liver...the liver creates more substance and is actually the heart of the experience....the chicken neck would provide the mental tittilation you need and the liver slab would would be a true friend....indeed
please pass along to him, as well, that i would also need a girth measurement for the incoming appendage.....as well as any particular "leanings or bends"...length is also hepful.....the more information ...the more customized the box will be....
.....All boxes are handmade, dovetailed construction, in your choice of several finishes...i pre picked cherry for you....
......"As the owner of a liver box, you can have the "big house" experience in any little pink house across america..."

People are really demented. Others are just plain mental. I'm pretty sure this one has a screw loose.
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Spent most of yesterday rushing around town taking care of the typical bullshit a man has to take care of... namely returning stuff to Radio Shack. Hung out at Kanka's and cut and built the frame structure for my piece I'm showing at Spin & Gin V. It's 48" x 14" and 4" deep. I've decided that I'm going to add some lights to the work... should be really fun. Spent the rest of the evening drawing my three large Jugheads for the work — Dance Dance Dance.

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MAILING TRANSFERRAL
JULY 18, 2005
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BARKER - Pretermited Jughead 14 (postcard)

Frank Olive Were The Hell Are You — 1995 First Retroconsumerist Conversations

12:10AM
College — SCAD — first quarter freshman year... Schaefer and Olive begin in depth converstions about the current state of art. New concepts and idioms in the arts are conceived, among them Annihilationism, Abandonism, Noughtism and Retroconsumerism. These topics are discussed late into the nights at great length.
Before the first quarter ends, Schaefer and Olive have decided they are bothered and disconcerted with the ciriculum and student body SCAD has to offer. Both artists agree they need to go to schools that will stimulate their intelects. Both attempt to reapply to schools in which they were accepted but turned down. Schaefer reapplies to the Cooper Union in New York City. Olive reapplies to UMASS. Schaefer this time is rejected and remains at SCAD while Olive leaves for the second quarter at UMASS.
Neither see each other again and the revolutionary discussions they engaged in thus cease.

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ROCK THE CASBAH — The Clash
Now the king told the boogy man
You''ll have to let that dragon drown

I JUST NEED MYSELF — The Cure
I know that I don't love you but I tell you that I do
But I only buy you flowers if I want something from you
You say that if you'll leave me it will put me on a shelf
But I don't need you girl
I just need myself
I just need myself

You trust in all my lies
You believe me when I see
That I'll be with you forever
So you let me have my way
I say "you can be my baby"
And I'll lavish you with wealth
But I'll make it that I leave you
'Cause I just need myself.
I just need myself
I just need

BLAST FROM THE PAST
FRANK OLIVE - 1995

FRANK OLIVE INK DRAWING 1995 (Interactive Portfolio 1.1) — SCHAEFER
FRANK OLIVE INK DRAWING 1995 (Interactive Portfolio 1.1) — SCHAEFER

"Sax Man — Sex Man — Sex God" - Bill Pullman on Lost Highway

8:40PM
Spent the better part of this afternoon creating nice little give-aways for the Spin & Gin show... will surely need to make more, I think they'll be really hot. Started cutting a fabric pattern for a Jughead crown I'm making for myself to wear to the show. I'll have to hit the fabric store sometime next week and see if I can find myself some good grey material... maybe felt would be the best ticket.

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6:23PM
LITTLE KNOWN FACTS ABOUT JUGHEAD AND SCHAEFER

- He got his name, Forsythe Pendleton Jones, from an uncle who fought in the Revolutionary War. (Schaefer's middle name is Arthur... he got that name from his Grandfather)
- Jughead's parents are Timothy and Gladys Jones. (Schaefer's parents are Jim and Daryl Schaefer)
- Jughead's sister is known as Jellybean, because she was born in a traffic jam caused by a hijacked jellybean truck. (Schaefer has no sister, but was born in a blizzard)
- Jughead has had his dog, Hot Dog, since he was Little Jughead. (Schaefer's family has always had dogs... Schaefer dislikes them)
- Jughead has a special pin for his beanie that if worn attracts females like magic. (so does Schaefer)
- The reason why Jughead doesn't like girls? He had a childhood sweetheart named Joani Jumpp, and when they were 6, Jughead's family moved to Riverdale, and had to leave Joani behind. Determined not to go through the heartbreak again, he swore off girls. (Schaefer doesn't like good girls... just the bad ones)
- Jughead's first kiss was given to him by Joani Jumpp when she came to Riverdale to surprise Jughead. (Schaefer's first kiss was given to him durning a round of spin the bottle... the girl punched him after the kiss)
- Jughead wears a grey beanie in Little Archie and as a teenager, but in the New Archies, his beanie is pink! (Schaefer is sewing his own grey beanie)
- Jughead is anti-work, but he has held jobs at Pop Tate's and volunteers to be a clown at a local children's hospital. (Schaefer is anti-work as well... but he has to make money to buy paint somehow... he has also been called a clown in public places)
- Jughead never got a school letter, but Hot Dog did for being the team mascot for all Riverdale High teams. (Schaefer got a school letter.. but he doesn't like to say why)
- To this day, the letter "S" on Jughead's sweatshirt is the biggest secret that Archie Comics has ever kept. It was almost revealled in Jughead #1, but at the last moment kept under wraps. (We know the S is for Schaefer)
- Jughead plays the drums for the Archies. (Schaefer plays drums too)

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3:17PM
Dear cherrylipped.com,
I want to be just like Jughead. I think his lifestyle choices are the best. However I do have one puzzeling question about the man. Why did he give up girls? There's nothing wrong with them. Why would he do this?

Thanks — Jughead Junkie

Dear Jughead Junkie,
It seems that from the very start, in his very first appearance in PEP COMICS #22, Jughead hasn't had much interest in girls. How could he even have time? There's too much food to eat and too many naps to take! Be that as it may, Jughead has had more than his fair share or run-in's with the fair (and not-so-fair) maidens...
One of the first was Ophelia, who terrorized Jughead in the 1940s. Later, Ophelia evolved into Big Ethel, who was forever chasing Jughead despite the fact that he was unreceptive to her attentions! But there were a few girls that Jughead took seriously-- some he even dated for a time!
The most famous would have to be Joani and Debbie. This duo provided Jughead with his own Betty/Veronica-type love triangle, and was the result of Jughead donning a new beanie that made him irresistible to women! It was also introduced during a time when the Archie editors thought they should try something new with Jughead. While there were some readers who really enjoyed these stories, the overwhelming public demand was that Jughead return to his old ways.
Jughead did try his hand at romance a few years later, albeit in a slightly different continuity, in the JUGHEAD'S TIME POLICE series. In this adventure- oriented comic, Jughead traversed space and time -- and in the process, met up with Archie's future ancestor, pretty January McAndrews. This was an interesting romance, but the comic didn't have enough of a following to keep going, so it was nixed.
Last but not least, one of Jughead's most harrowing encounters with love and females was in the Trula Twist saga, but Jughead somehow made it out of that one with his personality intact!
If I had to pick a mate for Jughead, though, I'd go with Veronica. If Jughead could ever open his eyelids wide and long enough to actually notice Veronica, he'd see that she was the hottest brunette in all the land.

Thanks - cherrylipped.com

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1:10AM
OK... just finished painting the first panel of the Blue Jughead triptych.. now I'm bored.. watching the most charming film about run-away children 'The Happy Road' - 1957... really good found myself laffin' aloud several times.

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12:03AM
My Dear Ingrid... you are so right—
Hearts' are never broken, they only bruise.
The trouble is, they take too much time to heal.

I'm still awake on this glorious saturday morning... painting out the first panel of my Blue Jughead triptych — I'll definitly be out of Brillaint Blue tonight... err this morning. Just finished watching a great cast in 'The Yellow Rolls-Royce' from 1964.. I know I've said that anything 60's and beyond isn't that good, but this film... well it's good. Although I have to agree with the critics, the casting is great, but the characters they portray are such a contradiction to their true personalities... except though, my girl Ingrid.. she is always brilliant. I have fallen in love with her yet again tonight... I think I fall in love with her every time I see her. It's just something in me... when I see a brilliant woman, I know it and I'm smitten immediatly. That's who I am.

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BLAST FROM THE PAST

SCHAEFER - THE SAXOPHONE 1998

In this performance, for yet another Newman epic, Schaefer cuts neon orange carrots in a pink kitchen, argues with his half-brother about why he doesn't have a job, and waxes poetically (ala Dennis Hooper from 'River's Edge') about things that are his friend.

"You're my friend... You're my friend? You're my friend? You're my fucking friend? "

Ohh and he smashes a mirror with a saxophone. Schaefer actually played saxophone for 10 years of his life, and is a real bad ass on it (if I do say so myself.. ohh I just did), but in his older age, Schaefer hasn't seen an opportunity to exploit that fact.


WILLIAMS & KIMBALL - THE SAXOPHONE 1998

Here the boys are setting up for another shoot — working on the lighting. Kimball, the cinematographer for this piece, had issues with having to act and film at the same time. Come on Blake... you were meant for the part... get over it. We still love you. Again... Newman creates another electrifing 20th Century noir epigrammatic flic.

And yeah... 'Lost Highway' is the shit.. David Lynch & Barry Gifford - nuff said.
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MAILING TRANSFERRAL
JULY 16, 2005
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BARKER - Pretermited Jughead 13 (postcard)

Urge To Splurge — I Really Enjoy These Hot & Heavey Flings With Myself

9:50PM
Death of the Honorable, Trustworthy & Courtious Scout

SCHAEFER & BARKER IN CHICAGO 2005 — PHOTO SHERRILL

6:47PM
Met with the people from Unisource today to discuss the terms and conditions of thier Paper Fashion Show. This show will be the first in Atlanta, but it has been done the past 4 years in Miami. They brought some samples from past shows for me to see and I was just simply blown away. You have no idea how amazing and complex some of these past dresses are... truely beautiful pieces. Everything that goes on the model must be made of paper - dress & accesories.
I must admit I am a little concerned with deveopling something spectactular for this show, but as it stands now I know I'll pull it off because of the people I'll be working with. As I've stated in a previous post, each designer is paired with a paper mill. I'm very pleased to say I was able to choose the mill I will use (drumroll please)... I've choosen a paper I've used several times and a mill I've visited — Monadnock, you are the one. I have so much respect for this companies history and environmental standards, not to mention the product they produce... it's just the best paper. I'll be using Astrolite Silk for the entire project... this is a paper I've used and trust. It is the smoothest and most highly-refined paper on the market, it's just wonderful. I'm very happy to have gotten Monadnock because the original plan in my mind for this dress was exclusivly based on white. No color.. none. I want to find a way to let the cut and patterning of the paper add dimension to the dress, instead of having to rely on color to create a forced design.
Now the interesting point to this show is that I have to find my own model. I'm gonna have to think really long and hard about this one. As most of you know, I like to give a good show, so I can't use someone with zero presence when they are in front of a croud. I'm sure I'll figure something out before then end of the week. Also I need to find a hair stylist and a make-up artist. If any of my readers out there think they fit this bill let me know... I'll only be able to pull this off and create the best looking piece at the show with a good support team.

tom@cherrylipped.com

Back to the details of the show — I'll let you read a bit of the letter I got and then I'll give you some details for the show.

Dear Tom,

First let me take this opportunity to thank you for your support of Unisource! Your specifications make it possible to reach out to the design community in so many ways. This fall, we hope to showcase Unisource to creatives in a truely unique way! The specification team are planning a paper fashion show. The date is set for October 27, 2005 from 5pm - 9pm. The theme for this event will be 'Fashion Around the World'.
The concept of this paper fashion show is simply creating clothing fashions made from paper! Twelve of Atlanta's top designers are being asked to design and produce wearable art. The culmination of the designs will be displayed by models strutting down a custom built catwalk in the show at our world headquarters.
We repectfully request your participation in this event.

Pretty nice letter I thought... didn't know I was one of Atlantas top designers. Thanks for the props folks. The show itself will be huge... a 30ft elevated catwalk complete with lighting, crouds and paparazzi drapped all along the side. From what they were telling me, the croud will be the best of the best from the ATL arts community, the big to-dos from around town and several news and media outlets. Of course I had to ask what you will all be asking me, so I'll tell you now, yes. Yes they will have all sorts of tastey drinks there — lots of them, the food will be theme based — the countries we artists choose (I'll pick a good one don't worry). So this event will be killer... I need to start pulling together my team and my thoughts. I have a dress and special paper suit for myself to make for this event. I can't walk around with my sexy model letting her have all the fun. Can you say busy bee... yeah thats me. New works for Spin & Gin V as well as some fashion. This is going to be a hell-of-a busy year still... good. Ohh yeah and a new house to boot... damn.

— Schaefer

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12:00AM
Had the devilish conviction to go get a tattoo yesterday... then I remembered why I only have one... it costs money... and the one I have, I gave myself at the age of 8. Cruised right by the shop on my way to photograph tombstones — needed marble for a website I'm doing for this law firm. What's funny is that I had my sketchbook on me that has my tattoo designs' in it... so I came really close — but hit the gas petal when I remembered I have a new home to buy things for. I think after the house is built I'll get the one I was thinking about or maybe I'll add another piece of retroconsumerised jewelry that can't be removed ( I presently wear three , all based on provocative life events). Ohh the tat you ask — It's a big black & red tat that goes on my back. It's a medical diagram of a heart I designed with a 77 emblazoned in the center. What does it mean... simple — I was born on Valentines Day in 77' and for the first half of my life I wanted to be a medical illustrator, until I found I had to do 10 years of college to become a doctor to become a painter. Of course now, in my old age (ha), I really want to go back to school — mainly to study medicine, biology, physics and math. Sorry... I'm strange in my old age.
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TELL ME
I - want you back - again
I - want your love - again
I know you find it hard - to reason with me
But this time it's different - darling you'll see
You gotta - tell me you're comin' back to me
You gotta - tell me you're comin' back to me
You gotta - tell me you're comin' back to me
You gotta - tell me you're comin' back to me

I love the early Stones'... I do want them back again. Today's Stone's are dead in my mind. However... one of my all time favorite scenes from cinema involves this song — 'Mean Streets', one of my covetousness Top 10 films of all time. I really think this is Scorseses' best. It's one of the first films I owned and aside from Hitchcocks 'Notorious', it is the second most watched film in my house (sorry Harvey... Ingrid has my heart and I long to be as ubiquitous as Cary).

FLY
The way sunlight flirts across your skirt
Makes me feel like I'm from another world
To touch your face in the morning light
I hope you're always gonna be around

The times I struggle to understand why
The ancient proverbs like who am I
Why am I here and what have I done
I see the answers - place my trust in you

The Jam, The Jam, The Jam... why is it that no one I know listens to The Jam. What is wrong with this world. If I could find someone who enjoyed The Jam as much as I did I think I'd be set for life. Ohh well... thanks cuz... you always know 'that which is supurb'.

But this is just yesterday.. more from today July 15th, later. (I need to stop writing these at midnight.. what am I gonna say about the new day at this hour — 'Boy I sure hope my bed sheets are cool... I think not.)
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STRANGE NEWS — I had 383 unique hits and 1,128 downloads to my blog yesterday... I hope people removed the site from their bookmarks after they listened to the music. That is the biggest day the blog has ever had. Usually we average about 82+ individual viewers a day. I guess they have friends now. Of course come to think of it, I only know of 2 people that read my blog daily... well 3, but critics don't count... and another person who was a bit of a comment junkie earlier this week. So 4... who the hell are the rest of you.

MENTAL NOTE TO SELF - PEOPLE READ THIS SHIT... WATCH WHAT YOU WRITE... (yeah right, you told yourself this earlier this week)... KEEP WRITING WHAT YOU WRITE... PEOPLE WILL STILL LOVE YOU.
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BLAST FROM THE PAST


SCHAEFER - SMOKIN' GANGSTERS 1997

This photo is from the hazy dazy college years. Yep.. the ubiquitous caustic cast of Caca All Around were headed to do a performance for yet another Scott Newman production. Newman snapped this pic of me before we hit the road. Yeah, we were greasy little Italian gangsters... you gatta problem wit dat? The final footage turned out dark and smokey... just as Newman intended. I think this was Kimball's first time as Newmans' cinematographer too — or was it when we shot The Devils Laughter. Ohh well Newman knows.. be on the look out for that 'Caca All Around' double disk DVD he's been talking about. (giggle & snicker)
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Degenerate Press gave an interesting viewpoint on 'War of the Worlds' today in his newsletter.

"I've read several reviews of War of the Worlds that say the film equates aliens with terrorists, sort of implying Al Qaeda in the same way W married Saddam to 9/11. Personally, I think the match is about as valid as W’s. Sure, someone asks if the alien attacks are the work of terrorists before they understand what's going on but beyond that the aliens are only a metaphor for terrorists in the way that anything violent and terrifying can be a metaphor for terrorism. Apparently none of these critics have read the original or heard the original radio play or even seen the 1953 version of the film."

It's a damn shame that people aren't in tune with things from the past. I blame MTV, Cheerios, the Owlson Twins, Budwieser, McDonalds, the Superbowl, the World Series, and AMC. Hey AMC — maybe I'd take you seriously as a movie channel if you didn't run 8 commercial breaks through your films. Now on the other hand... the only station I watch on television outside of 'Adult Swim' (ohh you didn't know they are their own thing as far as rating are concerned), is TCM. Ahh TCM I love you.
TCM consistently has the best films from particularly the 40's - 50's as well as (but who cares) classics from the 60's on up. No commercials and actually factual and absorbing hosts. TCM is not TV... it's more like a movie library I don't own yet — and I mean yet.

Anywho — check out Degenerate Press to see what is the haps' of the haps' in the big ATL and subscribe to his newsletter.

www.degeneratepress.com

And I must say... growing up on 'The Dukes of Hazard' (day-in day-out) the Degenerate Press is spot on with his latest comments.
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MAILING TRANSFERRAL
JULY 15, 2005
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BARKER - Pretermited Jughead 12 (postcard)

Skip The Introduction — Proceed To Live Function

Today I decided to do something absolutly uncalled for and all I can say is sorry. Arthur P. is Musical Retroconsumerism — but an earlier form from 2001. I was planning to post this on the September LAUNCH of the main site, but I wanted a really shitty teaser of what your in store for, so you'll be sure to stay away. I give you the albums of Arthur P. Select MP3 tracks from my... err, his records.




Transition
Spoiled Rich Girl
Punch It! Punch It Baby!


Solid Sex Lovie Doll
Destination Point
544 Camp Street


A Kim Fox Valintine
A Kim Fox Valentine
Scream & Moan


TV GUITAR MIC
Gulf War Syndrome
Necrophelia


Pill Poppers
Promisary Pleasure
Slip You A Pill

So anyways download these wonderful tracks and hate what you hear. Please.

— Schaefer

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AND NOW A FEW BLASTS FROM THE PAST AND NOT SO PAST


PANDORA PRESENTED TO EPIMETHEUS - SCHAEFER 1996


BARKER & SCHAEFER - TEXAS EXHIBITIOIN 2005

MAILING TRANSFERRAL
JULY 14, 2005
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BARKER - Pretermited Jughead 11 (postcard)

Titles Are For Girls To Make Up — Girls Are Gross

THE DINNER CONVERSATION

It's undoubtedly not Friday... but at least it's the 13th. Correspondences begin again today. Glad to be home. Life is looking sanguine.
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Today is kicking my ass... it is just simply beating me down. By the way, the flat tire I had this morning isn't helping. Will need a glass of Scotch when I get home and a paint brush in my hand to cure this day. Still at work right now... have lots to talk about later.
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Till the tape - batch - rolls, let me know - I'm in control.

Sitting at the house listening to the best of the best — the Gogogo Airheart'.. San Diego baby. Be sure to watch out for their new album "RATS!SING!SING!", their 5th, in September. They are the best.. what up Hash. You boys need to hit the ATL with that new shit.
Went over to the house today. It had a basic plywood roof on it and water everywhere... get to shingling folks and remove that damn fireplace please. I REMOVED IT FROM THE PLANS FOR A GOOD REASON. Standing in the garage I realized my driveway is big enough to fit 8 cars. Pretty funny. But good, because cars will never be in the garage and we all know 'How much I love cars' Yeah right. I tend to think their are a few more important things in life. Of course cars are cooler than professional sports... as we all know sports are a retarded waste of the American cultures time.
Talked with Barker this afternoon... he's gearing up for the big wedding. Barker was also very excited about a new painting he's doing with a big 'Thumper' in the composition. I'm sure he'll turn out a worthily protracted, voluminous master work. Keep it up Bark! I do need a nice piece for my new home... ha ha ha.
On the homefront (finally)... we endured a hmmm... yeah, protracted car ride in ATL traffic. This allowed me time for a lot of introspection and from it... I decided that I will have to create a totally new work to present at the Spin & Gin V exposition. After rummaging through my countless publicly concealed works I decided it best to keep them that way, until I reached a time where I felt complacent with their display.
I called Kanka on the phone and told him that I am going to do a reprisal to my action of last year. He laffed heartily and exclaimed that's why he regarded my so highly. Instead of Richie Rich, this year I'll be doing Jughead. Yeah... I've been doing Jughead paintings for about 2 years now, so I feel it is the appropriate time to get into character and hit the show as the man himself — err... at least a Schaefer'ized version of what I perceive him to be. I can't give you many details (they will remain in my head until the evening of the event), but I do guarantee that I will have tons of great artist giveaways (small & big), crazy antics and a performance worthy of my atypical repositories array. Something wonderful... no full-frontal face plants though.
So in short... Blue Jughead paintings will be on the menu at this years Spin & Gin V - — let's dance!

SORRY HAVE TO ADD —

There are men, and there are women
Often they don't get along
I must try to get along with everyone
No matter how stupid they might be
Or how asinine their opinions are
I must learn to love everybody
Even people who are so obviously inferior to me
That they make my flesh crawl
I will get to know these people
And I will cook them a ravioli dinner
From a can I found, in Mexico City

I believe in the goodness of all mankind
I believe that the government is reading my mind
I believe there's a god who loves us all
I believe in the Beatles, except for Paul!

THE DEAD MILKMEN

Ahh... my childhood was so good.

— Schaefer

MAILING TRANSFERRAL
JULY 13, 2005
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BARKER - Pretermited Jughead 10 (postcard)
BARKER - Wife Beater 01 (envelope)

Lines, Books and Bally-who

Sitting in North Carolina today, waiting on my final press check, then we are flying back home.

Now a word on the Atlanta Airport:
Yesterday I was part of what had to be the longest line for security in Atlanta history. The line was surely 3,500 strong and ran from security check - thru the typical maze roping - thru a hallway - thru the new atrium - thru a back hallway - down the hall backside of baggage claim - winding around all 8 baggage claim carousels - past every check-in counter - and finally out to the front side walk. I had an 8:31am flight. My limo service picked me up at 6:30 and my driver ran about 80mph the entire way. Arrived at the airport a little before 7:00am. I reached the gate B4 at 8:37am and missed my flight along with my other 2 cohorts and 22 other people. Yes, the plane was still sitting outside the gate, but we couldn't board. I estimate that at least 1,000 people missed flights yesterday. How do I know this, well, 90% of the people standing next to me in line had 8:00 flights... none of them made it. We caught a flight 2 hours later. So Atlanta Airport, you suck as usual, but everyone knows this.

Getting back to the real deal, the book is looking great... brilliant blues and spot on registration every time I head back to the presses to do a check. I was a bit unsure how I felt with this book, but after a day of checks yesterday I'm very pleased with my effort finally.

Got back to the hotel late last night, hit the bar and grabbed a beer. Grabbed a most interesting book of their decorative shelving (the books aren't meant to be read, just look pretty.. tut-tut). The book - 'Our Wonderland of Bureaucracy' by James M. Beck, from 1932. The book is a study on the growth of bureaucracy in the federal government and it’s destructive effect upon the constitution. First printing. Yeah, I stole it, this book didn’t deserve to collect dust, it will have a much better home with my other beauties. I stayed up and read around a 130 pages of this book. The first 60 pages compare and contrast the American bureaucratic system, 1800's thru the 1920's, to Lewis Carroll’s world from Alice In Wonderland. The parallels are fascinating and the reading was fast and intriguing. On the plane, I was reading John Gribbin’s ‘In Search of Schrodinger’s Cat – Quantum Physics and Reality’… again (love the book), but today I’ll be able to finish up this new little gem I found.


Got an email from Sheri Bedard Bannister at Spin Creative, Inc. asking if I'd like to donate a painting for their first silent auction at Spin & Gin V. I showed some of my Richie Rich series at Spin & Gin III last year, so this time around I'll have to find something really nice... a real money getter. This time I won't give everyone the performance I gave last year. Singing on stage in Richie Rich garb and then eating blacktop with the side of my face. Martini's are a hell of a drink (especially when they are free). At least when I attend this year there will be no visible scars. The show will be August 12th.. I urge everyone to come out and support Spin's great cause. The event will rock as usual. I'll post more details as I get them.

http://www.spincreativeinc.com

reply to: lindy_luna
Yeah, I've found I am an easy target when I get a few drinks in me. Glad to hear the show was a smash, even though everyone got smashed. Sorry I missed the finale I'm sure it was truly A Go-Go.

Leaving On A Jet Plane

Early Morning Post —
Flying out to North Carolina this morning to print a book I did. Will be printing thru Wednesday.

Spent most of yesterday recovering from a moderate hang over. That Jack is a mean man and when you mix him up and turn him all red & delicious, he's double trouble. I must admit I see why I prefer single-malt over the whiskey... it's all in the ice. I also worked on painting the finer details of the Blue Jughead triptych I started the other day. I need to buy more brushes and order a jar of Liquitex Brilliant Blue acrylic. These paintings are going to look great in the new house, which already has a roof on it I might add. Maybe one day I should post some pictures of the construction on here... maybe first I should take some pictures. Another project!
Very upset that it rained yesterday. The drive-In was cancelled... I guess we're gonna have to find another event to go to where I can wear a bra on my head and people would get it. YES... Weird Science folks... rained out. And I also suppose I won't be smashing any guitars either. YES... Animal House kiddies... rained out. I'm sure there were many brave souls that went to the show — but the only excuss I'll ever use for sitting in a car at the Drive-In is that I'm making out with some girl... not rain.
Earlier this week I was asked if I'd like to design a dress for a fashion show coming up in October. Of course I accepted, I'd be stupid not to. What's most interesting is that the dress has to be made out of paper... all paper. Time to bust out the sketch book, scissors and sewing machine, gonna have a hell of a difficult and challenging project ahead. Right now my tastes seem to make me lean towards white with minimal silk screen pattering. Something very light and simple. I kinda like the cut of this this dress I did in a painting I haven't finished yet (note:need pink and purple high heels to add to shoe rack). But I know I'll figure out something that will just be ablaze as it saunters the catwalk.



Anyways, I anticipate this to be a real amusing project. I think I'll make myself a paper suit to wear to the show. I will be finding out more details on the project this friday.

reply to: lindy_luna
Dispite my hyped up monologue of last evenings event at the Eyedrum (our readers like it hyped up), in reality, it was one of the best times I've had there. I believe the whiskey siphoning our veins was the real motivating factor for us to leave. I'm sure to frequent future events. Anyways, boys will be boys. I'm just pissed none of them bought me a drink... what's this world coming to.

Impossible Evening — I Can't Help That I'm Pretty

What an absolute nightmare.... Juke Joint A Go-Go. If we had only been kicked out I would have something more interesting to write about. Outside of Mike Grier dry-humping me on stage while I filmed him with my Super 8, the tasty drinks the joint was providing, and the never quotidian entertainment (Dames Aflame were abundant and titanic!!) — the night was total wash.



V.I.P seating might be nice... and yelling out that Burning Man sucks and Mr. Mike Grier pronouncing to the croud over the P.A. system that Burning Man sucks as well was fun. What is not fun is (shit...and it's early mind you) at least 6 different guy's grabbing on me all night long. You go boys... only you go over to someone else. The young gentleman sitting to my right, had his hands so far up my thigh I was about to introduce his teeth to his stomach... only I didn't want to start a riot. Stupid boys... stupid and stupid. Why do you all come my way... I am interested in the women — that's why I wear I little white pin of a girl with rosy cheeks and pig-tails. Yes, this is what I want. Yes, this is my dream girl — rosy cheeks and pig-tails — boys you need to fuck-off. And the one little boy who was trying to weasle my mojo pin off my shirt... you're so fucking lucky... I was about to kill you... just wanted you to know.



I did shoot some wonderful footage on my Super 8, which makes up for the molestation I had to endure... and I will say again, it was too much... too too much. Went to the event with Kanka and we had to leave at intermission because it was fucking insane.



There were 2 pretty gay boys fighting behind us, and Kanka, the gentelman he is, decided it would be best if he broke up the fight, so the show could go on.



O.K. now a word on Jack Daniels... I hate it, Kanka hates it — yet this is what they were serving.



I'm really upset with the entire night... while the atmosphere was extremely convivial and intoxicating, I didn't get to hang and chit-chat with folks as much as I hoped. We missed the second act, because boys couldn't keep their hands off me. But, we had very interesting converstaions with the Sister. Sister Louisa was there... two large tables right in front of us. Good guy, good guy... didn't grab my ass, but did give me a big ass kiss when I was over across the room talking to Chico.

All in all, it was a most triumphant event. — Schaefer

Pleasentries Are Bourgeois Bullshit For The Masses... Why Won't You Fuck Me In the Ass... Pretty Please.

P.S. — 6' 4" Clown in white face & black polka-dot outfit making out 'hardcore' with a dog (black and white spots) on the front stage... yes, I have it on Super 8mm... perfect lighting of course.

P.S.S. — Make 'BURNING MAN SUCKS' stickers!!!

P.S.S.S. — Kanka and I have just realized we started 'Fight Clubing' at some point in the night. Kanka has a nasty bruise on his shoulder. Sorry dude... you know I've been working out for the past few months — watch out nigga.



P.S.S.S.S. — CLOWN ON YOUR SHOULDER TIP: Don't stay in public places for too long. There is a good chance that a clown in white face and a polka dot outfit "will beat the shit out of you on stage" (bourgeois will assume this is a part of the show). The following morning you will realize this to be true an yet abhorrently untrue.

P.S.S.S.S.S — 'Wallet Fan Club'

Engineer Schaefer Triumphs Again

5 years ago my Super 8 camera died in a New Orleans graveyard. The camera was put on a shelf and the film was placed in the fridge. This morning I decided I'd open up the camera and do some surgery on it. After removing all the gears and guts I discovered the culprit — a jammed actuator piston. I unjammed the piston, replaced a few parts and hit the button. The camera gave it's first breath and locked again. I again removed the parts, cleaned and re-lubed the components and placed them back in place again. I hit the button and the shutter and advance wheel sprang to life. Like a person submerged in a frozen lake and then revived this camera now has a second life. FILM FILM FILM... watch out world.

Here's a little info on Super 8 cameras —

The Super 8MM film format was developed by Kodak in 1965 to replace regular 8mm. Regular 8 had the reputation for being very unstable. It didn't get exposed properly through the film gate. Super 8 solved this problem by putting a pressure plate in the film cartridge.
People in the 60's and 70's used super 8 to record jerky home movies. This format is the second most popular format next to 35mm. The reason for this is because loading a film cartridge for your super 8 camera involves no threading of the camera. This makes it easy for anyone to use. Besides being easy, it's also very cheap. Today it costs about $20 to buy and process a full 3.5 minute 50 foot roll of colour Super 8 film.
There's been a debate in recent years to see if Kodak would actually cancel making stock for the super 8 format. If the film is discontinued completely, many low-budget independent film-makers may have to go the awful cold format of video. I don't have a problem with video being used for quick documentary purposes, but if we lose film then we lose one hundred years of tradition.

5-MeO-DMT : Bufo alvarius

In a wonderful mood tonight. It's late now... began work on an inordinately large triptych this evening. Each panel measures 34" x 40". This makes the entire work 34" x 120" — 10 feet long. The panels are 5" deep. I've decided to do Blue Jugheads. There are approximately 70 Jughead digest pages on each panel — totaling 210 pages in all. These works are part of the Adds series, which began in 1999 with the 'Product Adds'. Adds are based on Michelangelo Buonarrotis' postulations regarding his sculptural works — the marbles. Michelangelo believed that the figures he sculpted were merely trapped in the stone. He artlessly made them free of their stone tomb by chiselling away the supernumerary layer. His most fascinating works are the later, in which, he never fully freed his figures.
The Adds apply Michelangelos' theorem of hidden bodies or hidden allusion, but to everyday mass consumerist printed goods. One must remember that consumerism has been a part of human civilization since man learned the business of trade. All the marble Michelangelo purchased was through a seller / consumer market. By painting out, or 'adding' paint, to mask the unwanted data, I am in a analogous way, chiseling away at mass consumerism with globs of thick opaque paint. Creating as Michealangelo did... what he thought was trapped in the consumer goods.
To date the largest number of Adds I have produced are owned by Barker — a large series of Blue Jughead postcards.

Switching To Gas For Inspiration

Death of the Valentine Baby

HAMLET

The Tragedy of Hamlet
ACT IV, SCENE IV

I'll be with you straight go a little before.



How all occasions do inform against me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and god-like reason
To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on the event,
A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward, I do not know
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me:
Witness this army of such mass and charge
Led by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake. How stand I then,
That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd,
Excitements of my reason and my blood,
And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see
The imminent death of twenty thousand men,
That, for a fantasy and trick of fame,
Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is not tomb enough and continent
To hide the slain? O, from this time forth,
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
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"Some misread Hamlet all their life!"
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A NOTE TO BARKER:

Regarding Richard Prince. I'm glad you like him too. I have been following Prince for quite a few years now — on and off. He is one of my favorite artists and I've accumulated an immense understanding of the artist and the rapscallions he struggles with on a daily basis. I've always found that everything he does is misinterpreted and debased by people who don't even know the works factualism (especially feminists). 'Prince has long been in the business of outrage. But at the beginning of his career, it was not his subject matter that was seen as outrageous but his method.' He is a brilliant man and not someone whose works should be looked at in a contrived and harefooted way. First impressions are bullshit... you have to peel back the layers until the semblance just blows away in the wind. Then, and only then will you understand the meaning behind the work. Written words and pictures — while they document subject matter — only victimize the substance of works, allowing critics of all sorts to add conjecture to their otherwise unascertained evaluation.

— Schaefer

19th Century Primative In A 20th Century Jungle

- There are things out there, things you can't imagine.
- He beat the difference from me by whipping my back with a wet rope.
- When you're dangeling off of a rope, it doesn't matter if your one foot from the ground or one hundred.
- That sounds good here in this nice warm room, on a nice full stomach.
- You get in this machine of yours' and you go back to where I was.

TWILIGHT ZONE WEEKEND!!! ROCK'N ROLL'N!!!

Documentation

Put It In A Letter

NO MORE EXCUSES

It's 9:12pm on this (memorial..ohhh) 4th of July weekend. I performed my "Put It In A Letter" this afternnon at exactly 4:20pm. Thank you, Kanka & Blackmon for the direction and support.

Pink Floyd @ Live 8 — Schaefer sees broadcast and notices lighted sign reading — 'No More Excuses'.

Schaefer agree's — 'Put It In A Letter'

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'Put It In A Letter' video will post when we can figure out how we are supposed to import the video.

— Schaefer

Chips and Dips

Poker Game tonight with Linton.

poker
n 1: fire iron consisting of a metal rod with a handle; used to stir a fire [syn: stove poker, fire hook, salamander] 2: any of various card games in which players bet that they hold the highest-ranking hand [syn: poker game]

deadpan - impassivity - inscrutability - mask - seriousness - straight face

Thomas Arthur Schaefer – Performance Event

SPRINGVALE PARK is the new location.... away from the weekenders and close to our favorite watering hole the El Myr. Springvale park is a short hop down Euclid Ave. Check out the map.



This weekend Thomas Arthur Schaefer will be performing his newest performance piece "Put It In A Letter". This is a free performance and open to the public. The performance will be recorded and available through cherrylipped.com.

"Put It In A Letter"
Springvale Park
Euclid Ave. NE & Elizabeth St. NE
July 2, 2005 — 4:20 PM

SMITTEN

smitten
adj 1: (used in combination) affected by something overwhelming; "conscience-smitten"; "awe-struck" [syn: stricken, struck] 2: marked by foolish or unreasoning fondness; "she was crazy about him"; "gaga over the rock group's new album"; "he was infatuated with her" [syn: crazy, dotty, gaga, enamored, infatuated, in love, soft on(p), taken with(p)]

These Are The Last Days…

I FOUND THIS DISTURBING ARTICLE THIS MORNING
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Boffins create zombie dogs
By Nick Buchan of NEWS.com.au
June 27, 2005

Eerie ... boffins have brought dead dogs back to life, in the name of science. SCIENTISTS have created eerie zombie dogs, reanimating the canines after several hours of clinical death in attempts to develop suspended animation for humans.

US scientists have succeeded in reviving the dogs after three hours of clinical death, paving the way for trials on humans within years. Pittsburgh's Safar Centre for Resuscitation Research has developed a technique in which subject's veins are drained of blood and filled with an ice-cold salt solution. The animals are considered scientifically dead, as they stop breathing and have no heartbeat or brain activity. But three hours later, their blood is replaced and the zombie dogs are brought back to life with an electric shock. Plans to test the technique on humans should be realised within a year, according to the Safar Centre.

However rather than sending people to sleep for years, then bringing them back to life to benefit from medical advances, the boffins would be happy to keep people in this state for just a few hours, but even this should be enough to save lives such as battlefield casualties and victims of stabbings or gunshot wounds, who have suffered huge blood loss. During the procedure blood is replaced with saline solution at a few degrees above zero. The dogs' body temperature drops to only 7C, compared with the usual 37C, inducing a state of hypothermia before death. Although the animals are clinically dead, their tissues and organs are perfectly preserved. Damaged blood vessels and tissues can then be repaired via surgery. The dogs are brought back to life by returning the blood to their bodies, giving them 100% oxygen and applying electric shocks to restart their hearts. Tests show they are perfectly normal, with no brain damage.

"The results are stunning. I think in 10 years we will be able to prevent death in a certain segment of those using this technology," said one US battlefield doctor.
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THERE IS SOMETHING TO BE SAID ABOUT MAN CHEATING AWAY DEATH. IT'S ALWAYS BEEN ONE OF THOSE THINGS THAT AS A CHILD YOU'D DAY-DREAM ABOUT, BUT NOW AS AN ADULT AND CONSIDERING THE CURRENT STATE OF THE WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN, WE HAVE REACHED A FAR MORE CRITICAL JUNCTURE IN OUR EXISTENCE THAN A CHILD'S MERE DAY-DREAMS. I'M NOT A MAN THAT BELIEVES IN THE CONVENTIONS OF MODREN DAY OR EVEN ANCIENT RELIGION. I BELIEVE IN QUANTUM MECHANICS & CHAOS. THE OTHER THING I BELIEVE IN IS THE COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS OF ALL HUMAN BEINGS. BRINGING A DOG BACK TO LIFE IS ONE THING, BUT TO COMMANDEER A CONSCIOUSNESS FROM THE TORRENT OF THE COLLECTIVE CONSCIOUSNESS IS SOMETHING I DO NOT BELIEVE IN. THESE SCIENTISTS WILL NOT HELP HUMANS CHEAT DEATH. THEY WILL ONLY BE CREATING WALKING CORPSES THAT ARE ONLY FAMILIAR SHADOWS OF THE CONSCIOUSNESS THAT ONCE OCCUPIED THESE HUSKS.

Cherrylipped Charter

Today starts my new life plan.

A consistent regiment of:
- morning: video interview — 5:00 am
- morning: body — 5:30 am - 6:30 am
- consistent written and picture daily blog entries
- specified art production (no variants)
- three correspondence mailing per week — Mon. Wed. Fri.
- reading and digestion of one book a week
- tri-weekly interaction with out-of-town friends
- bi-weekly social interaction with the local arts community
- web site completion by September 1, 2005
- (most importantly) fun & love

…and the last regiment is one of those things I've never really had.

Commitment - Strength - Allegiance - Mandate

A movie I once saw said... "I'll wear my sword at my side." I believe what it means is that at any given moment, if one strays from the path, he should have no anguish I relieving himself of command. The burden he carries by his side should be heavy enough to transform him into a straight line, capable of any act — whether in the face of victory or defeat.

A unit of illumination equal to 1 lumen per square meter — 0.0929 foot candle

Dispite the copious new love I have in my heart now, today I have so far spent 10 hours working on my web site. I'm happy to say I've completed building, programing and testing the main sites new menu structure. There's gonna be so much stuff on this site eventually. It's such a daunting feeling knowing you're going to layout everything you've ever done for the public to view and criticise.

London Sour's So Sweet

"So what do you think?" she said candidly. "Feels like I'm in a modern day Hitchcock staring Fay Wray and Don Ho." I huridly replied.

Utopian Father Figure

Asia Argento

The Outlaw Josey Wales

The Outlaw Josey Wales
Watched this classic western from my film libray last night... love this film. Best part is when Eastwood flips his guns around and kills two men at the trading post. Watched it in slow-motion again and again.

Ingrid Bergman

Gaslight Fascination

Black Dahlia

George A. Romero's — Land of the Dead
EARLY SCREENING

'Gore, Gore, Gore... with fireworks and dreams of Canada. The last 10 minetes of this film are a damn shame.'

Drive-In

Convoy (1978)



Kristofferson and MacGraw...ain't nothin' gonna get in their way!

Truckers form a mile long "convoy" in support of a trucker's vendetta with an abusive sheriff...
Based on the country song of same title by C.W. McCall.

Kris Kristofferson — Rubber Duck aka Martin Penwald
Ali MacGraw — Melissa
Ernest Borgnine — Sheriff Lyle Wallace aka Cottonmouth
Burt Young — Pig Pen/Love Machine

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What a god-awful long film. Sam Peckinpah this movie is just about as pointless as the 'Osterman Weekend' and as boring as 'Straw Dogs'. The only thing that saved you pal was the Drive-in and the fact that I could yellout 'CONVOY' really loud without people getting pissed.

Saturday with John

I packed boxes all day and watch some John Wayne movies...

Shields & Yarnell Fan Club

Atlanta Day 2

Atlanta Day 1

Recovery and Exit Strategy

Grand Ball Room: The Birds

Performance Piece: Alfred Hitchocks — The Birds

Grand Ballroom Navy Pier — Chicago, IL

Thomas Schaefer as Rod Taylor as Mitch Brenner
Cassandra Zimmerman as Tippi Hedren as Melanie Daniels

Cinematography by:
Phil Holenbeck
Scott Newman
Aaron Barker
Matt George
Thomas Schaefer

ROUGH MAGAZINE

In Chicago Today

Aaron Barker Fan Club to become Huge Phenomenon. Everyone is catching the fever.... it's simply madness in the streets of Chicago.

Ingrid Bergman Blue

Life and Love

"I am so poor that sometimes I beg for the smallest lies."

Drive-In: Monster Bash

A return

There are two types of people in the world. First, those that write about what they want to do with their lives. Second, those who are out there doing it. Erstwhile, I have been doing the second. The blog is back. Greetings to you all.

June 3, 2005

3. The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody’d move. . . . Nobody’d be different. The only thing that would be different would be you.

June 02, 2005

2. [Ackley] took another look at my hat . . . “Up home we wear a hat like that to shoot deer in, for Chrissake,” he said. “That’s a deer shooting hat.”
“Like hell it is.” I took it off and looked at it. I sort of closed one eye, like I was taking aim at it. “This is a people shooting hat,” I said. “I shoot people in this hat.”

June 01, 2005

1. “Life is a game, boy. Life is a game that one plays according to the rules.”
“Yes, sir. I know it is. I know it.”
Game, my ass. Some game. If you get on the side where all the hot-shots are, then it’s a game, all right—I’ll admit that. But if you get on the other side, where there aren’t any hot-shots, then what’s a game about it? Nothing. No game.