I have decided that, if I have any lawmaking power at all in the New World, you will automatically receive the death penalty if you harm an animal or a child even once
you will be thrown into the thunderdome and be eaten alive by lions
OFF
THE
TOP
OF
MY
HEAD:
- Blade Runner
- Only God Forgives
- Valhalla Rising
- Escape From New York
- Big Trouble in Little China
- Glengarry Glen Ross
- Heist
- Spartan
- Apocalypto
- The Master
- Punch-Drunk Love
- Akira
- Ipcress File
- The Men Who Tread on the Tiger’s Tail
- Throne of Blood
- Yojimbo
- Seven Samurai
- High and Low
- Kagemusha
- Ran
- Vertigo
- Chinatown
- True Grit
- The French Connection
- The Conversation
- Apocalypse Now
- Touch of Evil
- Inglourious Basterds
- The Departed
- DREDD
- Dune
- Wild at Heart
- Point Blank
- Every Mad Max movie
portland, oregon / 18 march 2016 / 01:34 a.m. PST / age 28
(lol)
i met a private investigator. she has a really cool name. she got drunk and told me she likes me. i guess we’re gonna hang out this weekend.
my life is a stupid comic book. i love it! it’s great. it’s terrible. i love it.
sick of flesh, man. never want to see the stuff again.
eating, sleeping, blinking, breathing, having sex, et cetera—it’s all just your brain paying rent to live inside this stupid body. it’s just PAYING RENT.
my brain ain’t so good and i’m trapped in an 80-year lease and the house sucks.
this is me smoking a huge doob in southeast portland yesterday
yes
I have only one metric that I absolutely, truly judge people by, which is how they treat other people . . . especially animals, old people, children, service industry types. And I don’t care what the hell you are, not one bit. I either see an idiot or I don’t. I tend to not like dudes, though, for reasons that I will one day totally lay out for myself so I can better understand it. In general I think they smell bad and are scary. Everyone is capable of smelling bad and being scary, but men run a franchise on it.
And now three recurring dreams:
- It is dark and bleary and swirling . . . and I am in some sort of stormy oblivion. I am in bed. I am having sex with someone I’ve never met before. It is so dark and so shadowy that I can barely see their face. I look away, I close my eyes, I look at their face again. Now their face is just slightly different. It is not the same person anymore. It is yet another person I’ve never seen before. Their face changes a dozen more times in subtle ways. It is horrifying. I wake up screaming.
- I am staring into a mirror in my bathroom looking at all the tattoos I have on my body (I have no tattoos in real life). They are hideous, awful tattoos. They are so stupid that I can’t believe I allowed myself to get them. And they are dark and fresh . . . and some of them are still sore and bleeding around the edges.
- I am in a snowy forest in the dead of night. I am punching a tree. My skeleton is made of lead. Every movement I make it slow and painful. I attempt to run away at some point and find that my legs are heavily weighed down and I cannot move. I stand there and let the snow fall down on me.
I am in a nice city and people are friendly to me. I can hardly believe it. I’m going to hide out here until western civilization fails. It is a good base. I will hide in my basement and let people into my heart (lol) and my basement (lol) slowly. I will be alone forever. I will make very little money but have fun anyway.
i’m sorry, but if you don’t like ‘mad max: fury road’ then I have no idea what you’re looking for in something
george miller is a genius, et cetera
and just for the record i love beyond thunderdome a lot
‘the road warrior’ isn’t “the best one”—they are all one movie, and they are all one message, and they are all pure and beautiful
so pure and beautiful i could scream
the end
i got me a house, y’all. a cottage with hardwood floors and a fireplace and a huge basement. there are three movie theaters in my neighborhood and a farmer’s market and a comic book store across the street. yup. yup. YUP.
face it, old man, you’re played out!!!
