A Quiet Evening Twisted by Neon Blobs in Oakville, Washington

16 04 2015
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I fixed the containment grid, but something happened to my eyes. On the way home I noticed these orbs in my driveway. I touched one. it burned, and a jolt of electricity shot through me. There was something crawling into my mouth, a jelly blob. I couldn’t stop it.

030

A neon large intestine flew down from the sycamore tree and tried to stab me with a potato latke, a burnt one. I called the saints. I rolled some quarters. It was Wednesday.

031

Boomerangels.

032

They hissed and snapped. They circled my car, my house, trying to get in. I cowered on the floor in house. I couldn’t breathe I was so scared.

033

More snakes arrived. The wind was hot, but the rain never fell. Somehow they got in through the door. They attacked me. I blacked out. When I awoke, they were gone.

040

I made some pancakes. I hummed tunes.

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Neon doldrums

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044

A lovely parlor is useless without lovely lighting.

045

I smeared ghosts with wine, talked with sparks flying from my throat like struck horses.

046

Fifteen thousand empty nights.

048

Fifteen thousand empty glasses.

049

I sold my soul to a florist. She felt uneasy about the exchange but took it nonetheless. I adorned this table as a ghost floral arrangement for fifteen thousand days and nights.

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042

The creaking of a dozen rocking chairs, the smell of eucalyptus and creosote, the walls running with fetid oily sweat. Outside, a strange gelatinous substance rained down and filled the gutters and rain barrel. It tasted like star fruit.

I shall never see sunlight. I live in the darkness in an old rotten piece of fruit.

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Sunday Jam – Dead Rider – “Blank Screen” experimental rock, Chicago

12 04 2015

That Moog make me think of the group Tobacco





Dalek Relaxation Tape

22 03 2015





Oil Paintings in Progress x 2 – A Time to Heal and Dirty Jokes

12 03 2015

12″ x 24″

A Time to Heal: Stage 2

A Time to Heal: Stage 2

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8″ x 10″

Dirty Jokes: Stage 2

Dirty Jokes: Stage 2





I Love Mochi!

6 03 2015

MOCHI is a Japanese rice cake made out of glutinous rice pounded into a paste and molded into a shape.  During the mochitsuki event in Japan, otherwise known as the mochi pounding ceremony, mochi is made.  In Japan, it is a traditional food mainly eaten during the Japanese New Year, although it is served throughout the year.  Mochi can be made savory and sweet.  The sweet version is known as Daifuku, which are round glutinous rice balls filled with sweet ingredients such as red bean or white bean paste.

I can’t keep mochi in the house.





Rocky Top Farms, a banana portrait

3 03 2015
Rocky Top Farms

Rocky Top Farms

I grew up a simple farmling, riding bananas, rustling splits.





Oil painting in progress – A Time to Heal

2 03 2015
Twin preachers performing a two-headed exorcism on a demon child at a wedding reception. Typical Monday.

Twin preachers performing a two-headed exorcism on a demon child at a wedding reception. Typical Monday.

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A Time to Heal detail

A Time to Heal detail





Raisin Bread, y’all

27 02 2015
Made in Murica

Made in Murica, recipe soon





Glassed-in DNA Makes the Ultimate Time Capsule

16 02 2015

Mind-blowing utility DNA has for storing data. 

Just 1 gram of DNA is theoretically capable of holding 455 exabytes – enough for all the data held by Google, Facebook and every other major tech company, with room to spare. It’s also incredibly durable: DNA has been extracted and sequenced from 700,000-year-old horse bones. But conditions have to be right for it to last.

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DNA replication





I Like My Musak in a Language I Don’t Understand

5 02 2015

No introduction necessary. This is brimming badfuls of bad functional music.

Many rap songs in the desert

Persian surf garage

Some more old Persian rock

Stabbed in the mouth 37 times

Second Floor: Women’s Garments, Sundries, Lasers

Roof Missing, Still Climbing

I’m in a Different World Now

and it feels weird. I can fly. Good god look at those glasses. 

May I Try This Cream? It says ‘tester’. May I Try This Cream? Miss?

Yes, I Can Wait

Forever

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