Getting A Late Start Here!

I am a little late posting to the blog this morning, so this will be a brief post (I think!).

The kittens had me up late — as soon as I got off my 2 and a 1/2 hour phone call with Dennis, they got an attack of the zoomies!!

And since the bedroom was closed up because the AC was on, it was sort of like the zoomies from Hell! They were zooming all over the place, including constantly pouncing on ME.

I finally had to put all of them out into the hall and sleep totally ALONE. Yay.

HOWEVER!!

I’m glad I got to the blog late because Nick Cave just now sent out a Red Hand File and it’s one of those ones that I just LOVE!! Wherein he answers 50 questions with basically “yes, no, I don’t know, go fuck yourself”!!

My favorite:

“Do you really want to tell us about a girl, still?”

“Yes”

There are a lot of good ones, though (let’s say 50!!). You can read them HERE.

And I LOVE this photo from today’s FILE (Nick and Roland):

And speaking of wanting (or not wanting) to tell us about a girl… Here’s this (again) — “From Her To Eternity” in Wim Wenders’ “Wings of Desire”:

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Okay!

After I posted to the blog yesterday, I realized it was Marlon Richards’ birthday!! Again! (Keith Richards’ son.)

He has one every year, like clockwork, and the years are fucking FLYING, gang!! He used to be about 3, and now he’s FIFTY-FOUR!!!

Here’s the photo his wife posted to Instagram yesterday:

And here are the photos Keith posted yesterday:

And here’s one of my personal favorites of Keith and Marlon from my wee bonny girlhood!

And here’s this!

From Instagram yesterday! Wherein Keith was a lot younger than Marlon is NOW!

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Okay!!

Is this what il donaldo trumpo was posting about yesterday?? Or at least PART of what he was posting about?? (“We’re gonna need more popcorn this week”?) (FYI — typos matter; it’s a Q thing)

DEPLOYING THE NATIONAL GUARD IN OUT NATION’S CAPITAL!!!😎🇺🇸⚡️⚡️⚡️ —TIME TO DRAIN THE SWAMP!!!

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Okay, yesterday was intense. I can’t say why because I can’t talk about the private medical stuff of my clients. But it was intense.

However, we DID watch some great TV, including the movie “Superman 2”. (From June 1981)

Not that it was a great movie, really, but I instantly remembered seeing that movie in a theater in Times Square, not too far from our apartment in the Camelot Building (on W.45th Street and 8th Ave), when I was newly married to Chong Foun Kee.

I can’t remember if he went to that movie with me, or if I was with one of my friends. But yesterday, I found it so interesting that I remembered so vividly being in the theater, and that it was in Times Square, even while I remembered next to nothing about the actual movie.

God, I loved living in NYC back then.

This song still brings tears to my eyes, even though it was about something entirely different — it still captures my world back then, when we lived in the Camelot Building — even including all the drugs, booze, insane sex, all the music clubs, all the wonderfully gifted people I knew back then, and all of us were in our 20s:

"CAMELOT"

A law was made a distant moon ago here:
July and August cannot be too hot.
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot.
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second on the dot.
By order, summer lingers through September
In Camelot.

Camelot! Camelot!
I know it sounds a bit bizarre,
But in Camelot, Camelot
That's how conditions are.
The rain may never fall till after sundown.
By eight, the morning fog must disappear.
In short, there's simply not
A more congenial spot
For happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot.

Camelot! Camelot!
I know it gives a person pause,
But in Camelot, Camelot
Those are the legal laws.
The snow may never slush upon the hillside.
By nine p.m. the moonlight must appear.
In short, there's simply not
A more congenial spot
For happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot.