The Bolivan may be a narcofintae or a powerful coca grower and exporter.

This may be a smear campaign because he is most defiently a socialist

Any way the Americans disposing of Drugs mostly fails.

Afghanistan will have one of the best heroin popy crops in years this year for example.

Yestreday I bought tunes, hung out with a buddy, smoked dope at his freinds house, fell in lust and found god .

Can I expect at least subtlety when America Fucks With The Interior Politics of other countries

This year its been Palestine, Afghanistan and Venzuala

Now its Bolivia

She whores me better then i whore myself.

I have an image blog, and a new gig for their country section

Let us all praise Nath.

Dance Dance Gym Class

i had a 3 am phone call last night from a desperate friend in dallas, god bless the internet

as well it was my sisters grad, and i had roasted potatoes and roast beef, and horse radish - then talked about art with one of my table mates whose parents gave her the gift of the name Sherazade.

and then i danced.

I think that jeff koons is a moralist, telling us lessons of craft and pointing the problems of consumer lust. Does this prove it

and do ask about the pig roast
my last words to glenys after a 3 hour phone conversation

today i went to wal mart



Its the seasons of weddings and convocations and i have a look to deal with such formalism,i call it debauched baptists,black tie and white shirt and one of three ties i own. the look can be compiled in thrift stores, and it looks good-if a little severe. the thing is that every time i wear it it requires a new white shirt.

White Shirts require cleaness, they are so pure a garment and so proper for the ritualism of these ocassions. There is something to crisp cotton. something cool and wonderful and slightly sexual . It may be that it was the garment to wear to preform the Lords Supper when i was a deacon, it might be because of the acolytes and altar servers at mass, who always look like they are afraid of fucking up. It may be that its the uniform of the Sunday Farmer and the Monday Capitalist. All of this being true, if it is clean and starched the white shirt and black pants work.

I eat at these events, and drink so these garments become stained. I sweat and I dance, and these shirts become dingy. The pants stink of smoke and sweat but after a chemical bath at the dry cleaners they are clean. The shirts never get clean enough, and often I have to discard them after I wear them two or three times.

This means that I have to buy a new one in my regular harvesting of second hand stores. The thing is that I looked and I looked for weeks, until the date of the first convacation snuck up on me. So its wednesday, the bash is on thursday and I am broke. All of my moral hatred of Wal Mart and I crumbled. I walk in there, its 36 above and all of the daddies are there with kiddies, there is screaming and yelling and i am looking for a garment out of season.

No workers arround , and those who know it all are useless. I have to look four or five times before I see the 6 long sleeved white shirts. Two are filthy with stained collars and cuffs, dirtier then anything at Goodwill. Two do not fit my belly,and one does not fit my bull neck, In the back though,overlooked is a size 18 neck, 36 sleeve and 34 shoulders. It fits like a glove and it is clean. I buy it and flee from the place with a head ache.

My Buddy just saw Momus at a club inCleveland. The Following Conversation took place:

draw a hexagon: i said, "anthony easton says hello"

draw a hexagon: and he said, "oh! hmn, i had been wondering about him" ?

PinkMoos553: really

PinkMoos553: !

PinkMoos553: what was he wondering
.
draw a hexagon: yes, he was afraid that you were upset about something or another and this was causing you to not post on ILX anymore

PinkMoos553: what ? wow!!


FUCKING ACE !

Richard Roeper, who i watch weekly, looks like he has spent most of the last month drinking. He is bloated and has a very ugly haircut.

comittee meetings, lunches, personal business, art parties, getting ready for school, falling in love, i have been busy. Here is a picture to make it all better :



Andrew Langs Illustrations to the Yellow Fairy Book, courtesay(sp) of Mark Sinker

Whuteread, jis partner for 50 years is barely metioned in the CP story butthe CBc put him the first 5 minutes

Timothy Findley- Playwright and Novelist- died today of causes unknown in Toronto at the age of 71. Winner of Three Governar General Awards and The Order of Canada, he had an instinctual ear for form and dilouge. angry and meloncholy, his work suggested moving on, regardless of finding soultions. He was gay and out, and his work dealt with idenity but only as a way into the human condition.

Today I met Darcy at WEM . Waiting on the lips of the bronze whale, reading gore vidal gossip about jfk and jakie meeting tennesse williams, looked at oddly- darcy comes , have a banal lunch, chat about sex-make it to the 12:50 showing of bourne id- walk out of the theater, he drives me home- chat and talk and realize how much i will miss him.

Pride on Sat.- going for years and now i just dont feel like it , i dont feel queer anymore- i dont feel much of anything lately- my life is going in some sort of direction and thats not bad, and i have buddies-but idenity wise i feel blank- which is weird being the cheif faggot for Prarie Cup- sometimes i think that i am so adamant about being out queer because its the only interesting thing about me. gives me something to hang my hat on.

been an odd week, dont really want to talk about it

darcy wrote that

To be, or not to be, that is the question...To be the loyal person to thy own self being, or to succumb to the society image of what one ought to be...one shall be only that which one wish to be...society be damned, reality be cursed and fantasy be exalted to the highest hieghts of true being...we are but what we dream of in fantasy...in fantasy only can we be true as to what we are, and society does nothing but drag us down as to what it thinks we should really be...

Its Johnny Hallyday- Sorry Nathalie.