Lisablog Weekly
Lisablog becomes a weekly starting now. Sorry for the gaps. Hungry baby. Now outweighs Harry the cat and is in the same weight division as Bela. Bruno opened yesterday. We're going with the hungry baby. Fuck movie theater etiquette. Some stuff online:
Trickhouse Magazine, a movie we've been working on with Anne W and Ed B:
http://www.trickhouse.org/vol5/video/waldmanjarnot.html
Drunken Boat Magazine, a chapter from the RD Book:
http://www.drunkenboat.com/db10/03bla/jarnot/
Harp & Altar Magazine, two chapters from the RD Book:
http://www.harpandaltar.com/home.php?i=6&load=2
Peace out hungry babies.
this and that
Made it out to the Francis Bacon show at the Met, which gets two thumbs up. It's really superb in all ways. We were there on a busy day and the spectators were spooked and silent. It felt like a morgue, in a good bacony way. Now it's sunday and the sun is shining and we are working on mastering the art of holding the rattle. Nothing like a bit of hand-eye coordination to brighten the day. The Mount Tremper Update is thus: ranuncula have taken over the yard (a first this year) and some coral mushrooms are growing in the woods. The trusty deptford pinks are in bloom, as are our lavender plants. The wild thyme we planted in the garden two summers ago has taken over in the best of ways. Also, shout out to the peops. Whit, I still owe you a call. Will get to you this week. To those we owe emails to, hang tight. We're working on it. Peace out peops.
Evan vs. Moriarty
Yes, Evan scored on his Swiss Family Summer Vacation.
We can't decide which pilgrimage we're more jealous of.
Michael Jackson Update
Iowa State Fair organizers announced Tuesday that in addition to their annual butter cow statute, there would be one of the pop music icon.
Alex C wins the joke contest...
Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett walk into a bar in heaven with ducks under their arms and no one cares.
and
“I am in shock and awe,” said Ms. Renaud, who was visiting from Red Hook, Brooklyn, with her family. “He was like a family member to me.”
Or how about, "I would like to compare my feelings about a multi-millionaire pedophile's death to a sadistic U.S. military doctrine."
Pedal for the Pedo
In Portland, Ore., bicyclists are invited to take part in a memorial ride. Organizers are hoping to erect a karaoke machine so attendees can sing Michael Jackson tunes and dance to the singer’s hits. Participants are encouraged to wear glittery gloves and costumes reminiscent of the pop artist’s signature costumes.
this one's good too:
Tippi Hedren, the former “Birds” star whose 80-acre wildlife preserve, Shambala, has lately been home to Jackson’s tigers, has released a letter saying she will continue to care for the animals, named Thriller and Sabu.
Free at Last
Lisablog is now accepting jokes along the lines of "Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett walk into a bar in heaven with ducks under their arms." Peace out shrub rocketeers.
heading toward wednesday
it's almost wednesday here at the blog and the garbage men are doing their three a.m. roll-thru. we owe phone calls to pen, whit, and jenn f. will call soon, we promise. nixon said abortion was necessary to nix the mixed-race children and that jews had a death wish. kissinger of course wished death on the third world. our small beast eats at 8 am, 10, noon, 2:30 pm, 4, 6, 7:30, 8:30, 9:16, 10, and 3 am, which is why we're not on the blog very much. note the evening cluster block. it's all feed all the time. the situation in iraq is grim and when will there be war crimes trials? this all sounds like the label of dr. bronner's pepperminy soap. peace out. does anyone have a couch or car they want to sell to us for cheap? how do you get your kid to enjoy a car seat on long (3 hour) trips?
Rebecca sent this along:
This message was posted on the popular Iranian website, "Balatarin", translated by Nasrin Alavi, the author of We Are Iran:
"I will take part in the rally tomorrow. It might become violent. Perhaps I may be one of the people who is meant to die. I am listening to all the beautiful songs that I’ve ever heard before… I always wanted to thin out my eyebrows… I am looking through all my family photo albums from the start. I have to call my friends and say goodbye. I just have two bookshelves full of books to my name in this world; I have told my family who to give them to. I have two units to go before I get my degree, but the hell with that… I just wrote these scattered sentences so that the next generation knows that we weren’t irrational and emotional. So that they know we did what we could to make our lives better… but we refused to give in to oppression."
