watched two movies last nite, turistas and night at the museum, we only watched half of night at the museum, it was kind of garbage, as was turistas, but there was a good portion of tits and carnage and hot bodies to make up for the predictible dialogue and shoddy delivery. the last line in the movie will piss you off, if you are into being pissed off, hold out for that last line.
also, get your hands on cruddy by lynda barry. tony mailed me a copy for my birthday, he said it was totally my style, and it is, and there are tons of sketchy pictures throughout. i was reading some of it in the bath last week during my energy drink sketch attack and it freaked me out even more.
still, it is funny and sad and moving and thrilling, if you like knives and drugs and death and grubby type people and slaughterhouses, read it.
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yawn here are my tits.
fil has been on a posting pictures of my tits on his flickr vibe. it’s his new project. a few nites ago he turned to me all pervy gleam in his eye and said, “remind me to take a few new pictures of your tits.” he was wearing glasses and his hair was sticking up, it should have been a sexy moment, it was more of the scary sexy kind. anyway i am over my tits but there they are, they will not increase my hits despite many a blog flamer’s argument, once a picture is up there it is and you are already at my blog how did you know tits would be there that day?
sigh i have the blues fucking darn wave of depression hits me out of nowhere every so often, i looked at this picture and it helped a little bit:
warm weather always makes me sad i don’t know why, since i was a kid it has plagued me, it instills this sense of disappointment like i should be riding on a surfboard or at a luau, but i am not at a luau and will probably never be at a luau and in rolls the wave of depression and there it settles just below the surface until fall.
being disgustingly pasty isn’t helping matters either everytime i look in the mirror i am like “oh bother” and then picture my wallet emptying from all the tanning visits i will make this summer and how there will be no difference to my skin tone you should avoid all posts on this blog that have words in the first paragraph like BLUES DEPRESSION and have a picture of a kitten in a sweater.
also i have eczema on my arms so when i tan/burn they get all red and irritated and it draws more attention to the fact that i have not picked up a dumbbell since i watched hulk hogan on wwf saturday mornings.
ew i just read the definition of eczema, my arms do NOT ooze, crust or scale, i just have red dots all over my bicep area, since i was a kid, and i have had prescribed cream for it and it did nothing so yeah, i am going to jump off the dvp bridge now.
go watch hot fuzz tonite!! if you loved shaun of the dead you will love it, i applaud this new genre/style invention of film, funny, thriller, ridiculous unnecessary unbelievable gore, british humour, HILARIOUS. like don’t even talk to me or read my blog until you have seen it ok.
you will love danny:
he makes all these exaggerated faces when he shoots his gun and drops all this american slang, it’s pretty smart. he is obsessed with hollywood cop films and asks ginger-haired dude non-stop questions like HAVE YOU EVER SHOT YOUR GUN AND FLEW IN THE AIR AT THE SAME TIME? HAVE YOU EVER BLASTED YOUR GUN IN THE AIR LIKE IN POINT BREAK COS YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH AND YOU CAN’T SHOOT HIM? sooooo endearing!
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i am a polish magazine
thanks aleksandra for mailing this to me! i can’t find you on myspace so email me nice lady, raymitheminx@gmail.com
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Someone offers you $10 million tax-free on the condition that you shut down this blog and remain in self-imposed Internet exile for the rest of your days. Deal or no deal?
E. Frontery
deal but i would write elsewhere on the internet using a different alias? or use that money to fund an indie film project or tv show. though i dunno why someone would pay me ten million for my blog to go away that’s kinda funny. i don’t think i would be able to stop myself, i would violate that contract immediately. but yes deal, where do i sign?
pity is bad it’s like i only like you cos i feel sorry for you, lame. i’d rather be hated.
If you could collaborate with any artist who and why
ala
um someone clothes designy can’t think who
hi raymi,
i’ve been reading your blog for awhile now and i have to say that it’s the one out of the multiple blogs i visit that i look forward to reading the most. i love that you update it so often because i am usually very bored at work and love having something new to read throughout the day. also, the multiple pictures are nice because sometimes my a.d.d. kicks in and i don’t feel like reading. thanks!
question: how did you and fil meet?
kristin
my mom was seeing this dude who lived beside fil’s mom and my mom wanted me to stop dating this coke dealer guy so she was like FIL MY DAUGHTER IS HOT BE HER NEW BOYFRIEND and then fil showed up on his motorcycle one day when my mom and i were on a walk and talking to fil’s stepdad and i was dressed really slutty and the combination of my whorish ways and fil’s deal-maker motorcycle worked very well and the rest is history.
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me: sigh
merkley???: aw
me: whats new
merkley???: hmmn not much — same old i dreamed i was a comedian last night
me: were your jokes funny
merkley???: and i was worried i was preparing to much before hand so i decided to wing it and it worked better
me: i had very bad dreams last nite like poison blow darts and this gross serial killer guy and i was dressed like i was in preschool walking around subdivisions gay
merkley???: wow sounds cool
me: there was a lot of carnage i kept shooting this guy but he wouldnt die
merkley???: i cant wait to start my next project where i photogaph my dreams
me: and i was trying to protect these little girls oh neat
merkley???: i thought i told you about that
me: yeah i am saying oh neat about it again oh not neat?
merkley???: there was a urinal on stage with me
me: thats funny
merkley???: and it was leaky and i made lots of jokes about it had a conversation with it like it was trying to steal my style
me: were you drunk before you fell asleep
merkley???: nope zero booze yesterday
me: good for you we drank all weekend long too much
merkley???: yeah i had many events this week
me: i just want some g rated shit tonite maybe a movie out
merkley???: plus i needed to deny this girl yesterday to make her like me
me: oh interesting this russian dude from los angeles hit on me on saturday i bragged about it he was kind of a monster looking and bald
merkley???: she is really pretty and i think she might be really smart too and she was way hitting on me friday night
me: he was pretty audacious but had no game how did you deny her
merkley???: well she wanted to see me the next day and i became unavailable then on sunday she wanted me to go on a boat party with her and everyone else i know but i decided not to
we walked all the way home from the drake last nite somehow i managed to not walk into any thing or person, wow, sunday afternoon sunshine patios + booze = early nite. pictures to come.
oh yah we walked past these detox dudes:
one asked what we were holding and if fil was a photographer. good luck guys.
