As some have suggested my next projects will be a few very simple animations with all the stuff hanging around my digs. I need a new camera, and animation stands. All that assorted crap.
Anyway I'm planning things. Don't hold ya breath for it though. All I'll say is sometime this year 'best I can do.
Be back in a few days. Be nice to each other till then.
Stay Tuned.
Hey Uncle!!! Yesterday was James Joyce's birthday. And Wednesday, the 5th, is the 100th birthday of William S. Burroughs that other great giant of the 20th century.
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Here's a little ditty from Naked Lunch:
ReplyDelete"Rock and Roll adolescent hoodlums storm the streets of all nations. They rush into the Louvre and throw acid in the Mona Lisa's face. They open zoos, insane asylums, prisons, burst water mains with air hammers, chop the floor out of passenger plane lavatories, shoot out lighthouses, file elevator cables to one thin wire, turn sewers into the water supply, throw sharks and sting rays, electric eels and candiru into swimming pools (the candiru is a small eel-like fish or worm about one-quarter inch through and two inches long patronizing certain rivers of ill repute in the Greater Amazon Basin, will dart up you prick or your asshole or a woman's cunt faute de mieux, and hold himself there by sharp spines with precisely what motives is not known since no one has stepped forward to observe the candiru's life-cycle in situ), in nautical costumes ram the Queen Mary full speed into New York Harbor, play chicken with passenger planes and buses, rush into hospitals in white coats carrying saws and axes and scalpels three feet long, throw paralytics out of iron lungs (mimic their suffocations flopping about on the floor and rolling their eyes up), administer injections with bicycle pumps, disconnect artificial kidneys, saw a woman in half with a two-man surgical saw, they drive herds of squealing pigs into the Ka'bah, they shit on the floor of the United Nations and wipe their ass with treaties, pacts, alliances."