|Posted on Tuesday, April 30, 2002 - 1:25 pm: |
Ho boy!, belive me most of those who makes it still feel the mystery in it... The fairy is never so easily squized down the bottle ! It seems there's always something more to discover.
|Posted on Tuesday, April 30, 2002 - 1:08 pm: |
I think growing wormwood is better left to the professionals. Besides, I like the mystery of things I dont know how to make.
|Posted on Tuesday, April 30, 2002 - 6:58 am: |
Goin ta Wrigley to watch muh Cub's lose.
|Posted on Tuesday, April 30, 2002 - 5:54 am: |
Forget the tomatoes, grow some wormwood !
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 11:58 pm: |
plans for the summer:
taking a trip to san diego at the end of may
capturing local scenes with my camera
attempt to pen publish-worthy short stories
sit in my front yard drinking forties
order more absinthe
chop up some high class prositutes and hide their various body parts in different areas of the city
(sorry that last one may have been a mistake)
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 10:58 pm: |
plans for summer:
roll naked on the beach with some tenors and try to grow tomatos on the fire escape.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 10:31 pm: |
I thought they stopped printing.. According to the website they are still talking about the same bands they've always talked about. How many times can they hassle Siouxsie for an interview. Every time I see an issue of propaganda they are interviewing Siouxsie or the Electric Hellfire Club.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 9:52 pm: |
The answer is no. Writing an article for Propaganda is like doing a crossword puzzle in a strip joint.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 9:40 pm: |
Sweet! I'll have to pay a long overdue visit to Vinal Edge; I think it's the only place in Houston that sells it.
Do you have an article in it?
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 9:40 pm: |
I will drain lovely pale maidens of their lifeblood by the light of the moon....
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 9:34 pm: |
A sneak-peak of next issue's cover:
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 9:26 pm: |
"...And what will you do this summer?"
I'm not sure, but I know what you did last summer......
(supposed to be sinister laugh but some how came off like a retarded cheer leader. God damn absinthe....)
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 8:34 pm: |
You betcha. I'll post again as the date approaches, or you can drop me a line by email. Which reminds me. A friend of mine passing through Austin managed to score me Propaganda #26, which I'd despaired of ever seeing since I thought the magazine was defunct.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 8:15 pm: |
Boy, we have GOT to get together.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 8:09 pm: |
It's still cold here, winter's last gasp. Tomorrow's Queensday, the birthday of the previous queen Juliana. It's the Dutch version of Mardi Gras (though Limburgers have that too). Street parties and everyone can sell their crap on the sidewalk. Some of the local goths are selling a beer called Witches Brew at a bar down the street from my house. It's also like Mardi Gras in that many locals flee the town because otherwise all their foreign friends will beg for crash space. As have mine. I'm hosting Pisans who will be selling hot, mulled wine in the Vondelpark. It's very good red wine.
This summer (12-25 June) I'll be in Texas, staying in Houston (and Galveston). The weekend of the 15th-16th I'll be at the Spam Museum in Austin, helping local geeks to slashdot the place in meatspace. After that, a Midsummer's Night party in Dallas, courtesy of the local Moorish Orthodox Temple. And LOTS of BBQ Czech sausage and queso flameado in between.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 5:44 pm: |
It`s damn snowing up here ! We`r still freezing. I think this little trip to NewYork will be the highlight of my summer. A little bit later a will go camping somewhere north, probably in the Mauricie national parc. I will also tend to this little absinthe garden at my parents`s house (they are very happy about it, it means they will see their usually very independant son on a regular basis and that he will bring the Moonman`s elixir more often on their terrace)!
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 5:33 pm: |
I'll wait seven more months for it, as will Oxygenée and half of the world: the lower half. It was fun to sweat last January, though.
|Posted on Monday, April 29, 2002 - 5:25 pm: |
Texas has been visited by its first heat wave, after a cool spring that for a while seemed never ending.
I don't mind cool, cloudy springs in Texas but there is *something* about the summer by the Gulf... The green is everywhere, it overwhelms. Oleander bushes everywhere. The nights are like thick warm blankets. The days are full of delirium. The sun triggers unspeakable, romantic languor. I will hunt rattle snake at Big Bend. I want plenty absinthe and pitchers of ice cold Shiner Bock. I will sit in Cafe Brazil and feel metropolitan, intellectual, and world-weary. I want that little stream of sweat between my shoulderblades. I want my tattoos to get a little sun and the crimson in my hair to melt to Cindy Lauper orange.
Saison en Enfer... I welcome thee.
...And what will you do this summer?