u s e y o u r h a n d s

Passing by the McDonald’s, I saw a woman exit holding a small grease-stained bag which, presumably, contained a single hashed brown. She had many, many layers of clothes on and they did not match. Plus, atop her crazy, raging ‘do, she wore a single pair of crisp white bikini-cut panties which were surely not her size.

true. all true.

And the day was sunny/
A choking kind of freedom

The arbitrary deadline loomed just a few days away, but the last week started out like genius. A sunny day, could you believe it? Secretly, was it trite? Maybe but who gives a shit because it’s sun. Though it wasn’t a porch day, the drive in was better for this last sun. If she could get a last thunderstorm, a last snow, a last blistering heat, more’s the better.

One of her favorite activities on a warm summer day was to lie in the grass on her tum. She’d pick out a triangle of grass to see beneath it. The smell of the dirt was an intoxicant in its own right, but she grew drunk on the tiny roots, insects, and heaving life below. She’d lay there until the grass itching her legs was not to be ignored.

And in the last good week, that’s what everything was like.

“Dance of the Seven Veils” will be exhibit a when Liz Phair is put on trial for suddenly sucking.

Billy Ray Cyrus – Life Size Cut out, & More

ed. note #1: “and more”?

We have a number of pieces of Billy Ray Cyrus stuff, including t-shirts, plastic mugs, CDs, videos, and a life size, stand-up cardboard cut-out. Stands about 6″ tall when unfolded. (new in the box but with a tiny bit of shipping damage). How’d you like to wake up to that every morning………….

ed. note #2: every morning indeed

Items from $1.00 – $50.00 Negotiable.

Saturday March 27, 11 a.m. until 5 p.m. ONLY, other times by appointment.

This is a private showroom, not a retail store.
1941 West Augusta Blvd. We are located on the corner of Augusta Blvd. (south of Division, North of Chicago) and Winchester (1 block east of Damen and 3 or 4 blocks west of Ashland).

I am going to LA to see Morrissey. On a plane!

MORRISSEY!

And with that, I leave you with one of my favorite Morrissey songs: “Interesting Drug.”

There are some bad people on the rise
There are some bad people on the rise
They’re saving their own skins by
Ruining other people’s lives
Bad, bad people on the rise
Young married couple in debt
- ever felt had ?
Young married couple in debt
- ever felt had ?

On a government scheme
Designed to kill your dream
Oh mum, oh dad
Once poor, always poor
La la la la la
Interesting drug
The one that you took
Tell the truth – it really helped you!
An interesting drug
The one that you took
God, it really really helped you
You wonder why we’re only half-ashamed ?

Because enough is too much!
And look around
Can you blame us?
Can you blame us?

On a government scheme
Designed to kill your dream
Oh mum, oh dad
Once poor, always poor
La la la la la
Interesting drug
The one that you took
Tell the truth – it really helped you!
An interesting drug
The one that you took
God, it really really helped you
You wonder why we’re only half-ashamed ?

Because enough is too much!
And look around
Can you blame us?
Can you blame us?

Wait, one more: “Trouble Loves Me”

Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me
Two things
More than you do
Or would attempt to
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything’s evened out
And the balance
Seems serene

Trouble loves me
Walks beside me
To chide me
Not to guide me
It’s still much more
Than you’ll do
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything’s evened out
And the balance seems serene
See the fool I’ll be
Still running ’round
On the flesh rampage
Still running ’round

Ready with ready-wit
Still running ’round
On the flesh rampage
- At your age !
Go to Soho, oh
Go to waste in
The wrong arms
Still running ’round

(editor’s note: the stanza above is my most perfect song stanza ever. it is so depressing, so yearning, so Morrissy. This, in a nutshell, is Morrissey. And, really, this yearning, woeful bit explains volumes about those kids in high school who fucking loved the man.)

Trouble loves me
Seeks and finds me
To charlatanize me
Which is only
As it should be
Oh, please fulfill me
Otherwise, kill me

Show me a barrel and watch me scrape it
Faced with the music, as always I’ll face it
In the half-light
So English, frowning
Then at midnight I
Can’t get you out of my head
A disenchanted taste
Still running ’round
A disenchanted taste
Still running ’round