agreed lol

(ken russell rules . . . one of my favorite directors~)

This probably looks tiny on a phone, so here’s the Starsailor-centric bit . . .

Rolling Thunder (1977)
Dir. John Flynn

A Vietnam POW returns home to a hero’s welcome, but after thieves murder his family and mutilate his hand for a stash of silver dollars, he teams up with a fellow veteran for a brutal, methodical revenge mission.

Presented by Ryan Starsailor

For those of you (probably none of you) in the Miami Metropolitan Area, my good friend Katie will be hosting my Dudes Done Wrong pick ROLLING THUNDER (1977) at her weekly movie night THE KINOPLEX on September 27th, which is the last Sunday of the month. Cool!

I am currently filming my little intro video for it . . . it is deranged. They might finally put me away for this one. However, I will request the firing squad. I feel that is a humane and respectable death. And then the executors of my estate commit my remains to the deep at the foot of Mount Terror, a volcano on Ross Island in Antarctica, as stipulated in my will.

. . . ANYWAY!

Katie said one of these days she’s going to fly me to Miami to host a Dudes Done Wrong night in person. When the day comes to pass, you’ll be first to know. In the meantime, I will continue making whatever the hell these intro videos are for the brave and beautiful souls who show up to bear witness to the only truth: mighty tragedy.

THUS CONCLUDES MY TALKING ABOUT A MOVIE NIGHT THAT IS LIKELY IRRELEVANT TO YOU

Don’t worry: tomorrow I will resume writing wistfully about love and dreams and memories, and those certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody’s expense but his own . . . !!!

UNTIL THEN . . .

now i’m running down the road trying to stay up somewhere in her head

My good friend Julia is looking for a new place to live in Berlin on account of her scumbag landlord using a loophole to get rid of her and her roommate.

If you are in Berlin and want to share a place with one of the sweetest people who ever walked God’s green earth . . . reach out to her. I solemnly vouch for her utter goodness. Yes!

I have half a mind to buy a bunkbed and take her in myself, but I think my vampiric lifestyle would quickly drive her insane. Namely, I go to sleep at six in the morning and sleep till noon . . .

ever miss someone so badly you can barely breathe??

love you emma

Last night Alayna found a letter she had written me on my 35th birthday but had forgotten to give me, and sent me a picture of it. She concludes it thusly. It made me feel a feeling:

Since the real measure of a life is in our friendships with people, animals, and the places we inhabit, I’d say yours is . . . vast. You have ties to so many places in the world simply because you know all about being a friend, like it’s your job if jobs were meant to be about what naturally suits a person’s soul.

:,-)

It’s right there on my business card . . .