Giuseppe Zangara

Some months back, feeling nostalgiac, I downloaded Angel Dust. It was so much better when I was 16 :/

Also telling is his disinterest in black rappers.

Even at his most cheerfully guileless, Jingus's posts depress me.

I imagine him saying something like "let me lick your balls" in the voice he used in Life with Louie and I laugh.

This evening was one of good, strong beer and mediocre weed. That said, people who always talk about drug use are as bad as women and those who keep the "The thread that never ends" thread an ongoing concern.

Women are the worst. And so is anyone keeping that fucking "The thread that never ends" thread alive.

"FTPOACOT" is excessive tweeness made reality. It's a fucking Mentos commercial.

I'm stoked for this movie, though the book wasn't one of McCarthy's better ones.

This is one of my beloved childhood treasures that I have no interest in revisiting in my adulthood; let me have my memories. (FYI: Ed Wood is the only Tim Burton movie I much like these days, so I know Beetlejuice won't hold up.)

Look, I said I could see why people like it.

So I gave up on finishing Under the Volcano. Overwritten melodrama disguised as Serious Literature. There's a few hours where, after I decide to give up on a book (this one only being the third I could not bring myself to finish within the last year), I feel bad, as if I let the book defeat me. This passes, though. My reading time is too precious to waste on crap. Which isn't say I quit all books I dislike. Not at all. I can loathe a book with every ounce of my being, but, if it's an easy, quick read, I'll stick with it to the end. Under the Volcano, Saul Bellow's Herzog and Celine's Journey to the End of the Night (these being the aforementioned three books) were utter fucking chores to get through. And hey, at least I can see why people would like that Bellow and that Celine; I'm at loss as to how Lowry's work remains a classic. The 100 pages I read were little more than cheap trash.

I'm gonna go with either "The Blues Are Still Blue" or "Dress Up in You."

I don't feel so strongly about "Another Sunny Day" now, though I still like it quite a bit. Also, I hate "For the Price of a Cup of Tea"; "Funny Little Frog" is fine by me.

Died, hopefully.

Going for ones not already mentioned: the Boredoms, circa 1990-1995; fusion period Miles Davis; the Wedding Present, circa Seamonsters; XTC, back when they still played live (so, pre-1982); Stevie Wonder, circa 1971-1976; late-60s Rolling Stones...there's more, I'm sure.

Corey, you should read An American Dream, by Norman Mailer. Ellis took a lot of cues from Mailer.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hasil_Adkins

I couldn't finish Journey to the End of the Night. There's a lot of really nice writing, and, yes, some of it was very funny, but the whole affair was just too excruciatingly bleak. The narrator would've been better off comitting suicide.

This movie was good, but the Seth character was too often an insufferable prick and not really funny at all.

I've never read On the Road. Happy 50th birthday, On the Road.

Speaking of books having owned for four years but not having read, I'm currently reading Malcolm Lowry's Under the Volcano. I hope this gets better, because the 43-page opening chapter was a tough slog.

wikipedia lumps this book in with the oeuvre of Christopher Moore, successfully snuffing any interest I may have had in picking it up after Czech had spoken so fondly of it.

An image search reveals "Logan" to be a popular twink name.

I accept my culpability in this. I'd say you all should do the same, though I doubt any of us these days are interested in actual discussion. Lately, I spend more time with a book than I do with music. So that's my excuse.

I learned that from both the Mexican girl I dated a few years back, as well as some Mexican dudes I worked with even more years back. The girl said she would never date a Mexican; perhaps she would make an exception for one as "white" as her, but I never thought to ask.