Never saw Bowie live. My strongest memory is of a big picture book that came out when Let's Dance did, showing all his past. Yeah, Ziggy Stardust helped me come out, though I never wore orange hair or tights.

Oscar Wilde and Ziggy motherfucking Stardust— first "gays" a middle-class kid in Oklahoma ever heard of, mid-70's.
But Bowie was always too alien(ating) for the middle-class. All the gays on Twit and Spacebook will fall over themselves with tear-filled eyes, but they won't get it either. In a time when even androgyny…

This ain't Rock n' Roll. This is DEICIDE.

Wha…. WHAT?! Impossible!

The Man Who Laughs— Conrad Veidt. More grotesques than any modern horror.
Tonight (or whenever I get around to it) Star Wars Rebels!

Felt-Americans.

You're not six years old anymore?

Muppets are for eating and explosions, not stuff I could see on 30 Rock. With the exception of Swedish Chef doing Rappers Delight, I could see most of this on any single-camera "hip" show.

What? [gasp!] Everyone knows nobody ages on the internet!

Leslie Jones for me.

Well, I've already broken my Real Life resolution— not sicking out of work; It's worth wondering how long my resolution to Actually See Movies In Theaters will hold out.

I wasn't lucky enough to see the script, just judging from what I saw on the screen— you've got to admit, it feels like an extremely written movie, like all Tarantino flicks. He loves the sound of his authorial voice.

Harrington, Rogers, Lemmy Kilmeister— that's three.

Damn, I remember him from The Pink Panther Show as the voice of both Inspector Clouseau and Sgt Deux-Deux. He was alway a great one with accents.

I actually enjoyed the script for Hateful 8, but found the direction sloppy, both figuratively and literally. The fact that he had to stop the proceedings and tell the audience that the coffee had been poisoned— I don't know if that's sloppy on his part or Tarantino enjoying his role as magician. And the fact that…

I thought it was just because they attract roaches when left out all week!

I swear I've tried it, but IT'S JUST ANOTHER GODDAMN SOAP OPERA with classy accents and costumes.

This is why I live 2000 miles away from my father. Our only contact is over the phone, and when he veers off into the Daddyverse, I can safely tune out with just a "uh huh, yeah, that makes sense. . ."

Waiting for Lego Avengers.

Still waiting for just the right software from DAZ to make new 3D Renders at Deviant Art. In the meantime, I've been re-doing old pics with new software, and they're coming out pretty good.