you'll sleep tonight dream dreams where i would die

On this fine Friday I finally found time to d/load the free video of AHJ's "NYC" performance (oh, hey WizKid, thanks for specifying which concert it was.) After some minor freak-out attacks, I realized from Alb's apparel that this was not, in fact, the infamous 2007 Hiro Ballroom show, aka the first time I ever saw Agyness Deyn, but more commonly acknowledged as THE LAST NIGHT I SAW JULES ALIVE. But seriously, the concert is great, so thanks for handing out those little download codes like leftover cookies from a middle school bake sale.

Last night Scott and I went to Bklyn to see Dan, and by sheer miracle we ran into Franzman and DiBiasio. Beautiful. P.S. Dan lives in a perfect location, complete with a fucking Ralph's within a 2 block radius from his apt. LUCKY!

Future Titles for Dissertations
1. McGinley vs. Schiele: or, How Many Naked Dudes Does it Take to Make Great Art?
2. Dennis Hopper: The American Dream, "It's a crack pot idea!"
3. Psychology TODAY: The Cult of the Muse, (From Pollis to Belmondo, Why Am I 30 and Still Boy Crazy?)

Future Titles for Books
1. My Dirty Emotional Rescue (Ha, stole that one from Scott.)
2. Always Thirsty for Diet or Stronger, a memoir
3. Cigarettes and Teeth, poems


Tonight: Fats Fats DOUBLE FATS in the city. (You know what that means. Wrunkles will be out in rare form!)