Sunday, January 18, 2026

Not enough

 
More!  More!  More!  It would be interesting to see Gordon Ramsay in a hot dog eating contest.


Milan fashion show gig!

Saturday, January 17, 2026

Who's going to save me from the wolf

 
This looks AI to me.  The wolf is awfully cute!

What are you doing, Mary?  The game is over!

Thursday, January 15, 2026

Suffering

 
David Lynch died last year, so we will never get out of him what he really wanted to convey with "Mulholland Drive".  Humans aren't as creative as God: we can't create something out of nothing.  So what if the artist doesn't have to suffer in order to make great art.  It then means that you write about other people's suffering.  Lynch didn't make another movie that matched the greatness of "Mulholland Drive" before he died.

Lynch famously said that "anything goes" with the interpretation of "Mulholland Drive".  But he could have accidentally told a real story.  The silent instructions of the Mob boss for example, done entirely by innuendo.  Which in turn generated a cascade of suffering upon suffering.

Mary and Gwen walking the backstreet of the gig.  What happened to those cool boots?

Wednesday, January 14, 2026

The Two Connies

 
Honey, you are the future.  I am the past.  Any tripping out over the future is because of love.

Anyway, you seem to make a career of disobeying me while I'm imprisoned here destitute and lonely.  Since I am the one who has to eat shit and live, I'm going to go ahead and go wherever my mind takes me and explore the haunted houses in the astral plane.  I don't like boys though, so I'll go there with my cats.   The Two Connies is a complex riddle which I can't explain here in public.  When everything is fake, it means that the fakery is also fake.  This is because you can't lie if the truth didn't exist.  

Rock concert!  I love the boots!

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

And what percentage...

... does the Mob get?


Watching the choir.












Monday, January 12, 2026

Cruisin'

 

I'm really becoming convinced that cruise ships are totally wired.  Be careful, Honey.

Singing with the choir.

Oh, you don't do those slides anymore!  I miss those so much.  Someone gift her a fretless guitar!