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Flying Colors!!

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Little Bobby McGee and Freddie McFee came through their surgeries yesterday with flying colors!!

And even though they had to stay by themselves closed up in the guestroom for a second night, they are back among their cat-mates today and very happy to be back home.

And to celebrate–

This morning, after everyone was fed and the many, many little dishes were washed and put away; and as I was back in bed, relaxing with my cup of coffee next to me on the night table and many kittens all over the bed with me–

Bobby regaled us with a “happy to be home” flying tumble right onto my head, then he slipped and tumbled onto the night table and the entire cup of coffee went flying everywhere — all over the night table, my iPhone, my books, the carpeting, my slippers, my bed sheets, my nightgown, my face, my hair, etc., etc.

It gave us all that needed incentive to get the fuck out of bed, race around with a towel while shouting fuck, fuck, fuck! And then just be extremely grateful that the new iPhone still worked…

And now, here we are. Dressed and at the desk with a fresh cup of coffee, and on we go.

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Another new video from James Tabor today — and if you’re keeping up with these latest videos, he’s introducing us to some of the scholars who will be participating in Bart Erhman’s upcoming conference, New Insights into the New Testament 2025.

The topic of this year’s conference is Jesus. So I am definitely attending!!

From Bart Ehrman:

“Whether you are a believer, fundamentalist, evangelical, moderate, liberal, or a non-believer, Jesus is the most significant individual in the history of our civilization. Coming to understand who Jesus actually was and what he actually did – and did not do- is one of the most important intellectual endeavors anyone in our society can embark upon.…

“Prepare for a truly groundbreaking event as we gather 13 world-renowned biblical scholars, each a compelling expert in their field, to unveil the latest and most intriguing revelations about the historical Jesus.“

The speakers are incredible. Many of them, I’ve already taken courses from over the years. Visit this link and scroll down to see the list of speakers.

You can attend online if you can’t make it in person. Sept. 26th – Sept. 28th. (Currently only $79 until Sept. 13th.)

James Tabor — What’s the Real Story on the Pharisees and Jesus–with Dr. Amy-Jill Levine? (41 mins):

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In other news!!

Ronnie Wood announced yesterday that you can now buy a canvas print of his recent painting that celebrates his 50th Anniversary playing with the Rolling Stones: Flatbed ’75! ($3,250 + shipping)

While this painting commemorates a really happy moment in my otherwise extremely turbulent life — when Ronnie Wood officially joined the Rolling Stones and they launched their 1975 Tour of America from a flatbed truck on 5th Avenue in NYC — that price tag is a little bit WAY out of my league!

Feel free to buy it for me as a gift, though!! Just google my address! It’s all over the Internet (but don’t send it to the address in Easton, PA, because I haven’t lived there in over 20 years!!)

A house in Easton that Mikey Rivera & I rented from a priest that he worked for on Manhattan’s Lower East Side. See my novel Freak Parade for the rest of the story!!!

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Here’s one online feeding-frenzy I’m really happy I didn’t have to go through yesterday!!

Tickets for Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ Wild God Tour of Australia & New Zealand went on sale yesterday!!

As much as I love seeing Nick Cave, I really, really HATE those online frenzies when tickets first go on sale!

However, if you missed it — you can now buy tickets here.

And here’s this!

As we wait for the Solo Tour to resume in Baden-Baden, Germany, this coming week!

Nick Cave — when online feeding frenzy ticket sales were just a far-off gleam in his eye!!

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And here are a couple things from my shift with my favorite 95-year-old Japanese man yesterday!

Oddly enough, he got another fortune yesterday in his fortune cookie that he could relate to!! We’re 2 for 2 now!

And I just had to show you this one, gang, because it kills me.

He lives in a Mid-Century ranch style house, that was built by a well-known Civil Engineer from the next county over. The man’s father was also very well-known and had designed and built the Buckeye Lake Yacht Club.

Anyway, when my client and his 2nd wife bought this house, 23 years ago, that man who sold it to him was moving into a senior living place, so he left a ton of his stuff behind. And there is so much cool stuff in that house that has been left exactly as it was for about 70 years!!

This is the wall phone in the basement. No one has been down in the basement now (except for me and the private nurse) in about 8 years, so everything down there is covered in dust and cobwebs.

The phone works! Pick it up and you get a dial tone!! It just feels so weird, gang!! Like, if you dial a number, will it take you to the past???

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And I think that’s it for now because I gotta scoot!!

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Breakfast-listening music!!

Still listening to More of the Monkees, from 1967!

Another gem, written by Michael Nesmith! “The Kind of Girl I Could Love”. Fantastic. Enjoy, gang!!!

“The Kind of Girl I Could Love”

Girl, you look mighty good to me
And I know that you’ve got to be
The kind of girl I could love

You got the sweetest pair of eyes
And your kiss would be paradise
You’re the kind of girl I could love

You do something to my soul
That no one’s ever done
If you’re looking for true love
Then let me be the one

Oh, girl, deep in my soul I’m sure
And my heart has no doubt that you’re
The kind of girl I could love

Hey girl, you look mighty good to me
And I know that you’ve got to be
The kind of girl I could love
The kind of girl I could love
The kind of girl I could love
The kind of girl I could love

c- 1967 Mike Nesmith, Roger Atkins

Holy Moly — Back Again!

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Sorry I couldn’t post yesterday, gang, but life got seriously intense.

I will go into it another day, but meanwhile — life is back on track and I am in another incredibly happy mood!

The weather is glorious, for one thing — finally feels like summer!

And I cannot WAIT until I can tell you the details of all that is going on with pre-production for the staged reading of “The Guide to Being Fabulous” in NYC. As soon as I can, I will. But I am so excited!

And, meanwhile, I have a ton of stuff to take care of around the house before I leave for a week in NYC in early July — leaving a very good-natured cat sitter in charge of many kittens and thousands of cats.

But yesterday, my favorite 94-year-old Japanese man and I ran a couple of quick errands –including stopping off and buying most of my flowers to put out on my porches!!

I’m almost there, gang. My little happy paradise in the Hinterlands.

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Today, he and I are going out for sashimi and sake! (Or sushi and sake, if hell freezes over again…)

And here’s this!! We uncovered it the other day while looking through really old photos — his dad, doing a pilgrimage climb up Mt. Fuji in the early 1930s:

We also found a 71-year-old handwritten letter in MINT condition, which my client’s mother had written to him from Tokyo while he was in Divinity School in Kansas in 1954!!!

Entirely in Japanese. A very fragile letter, on that old-fashioned “Air Mail” stationary. Incredible! It was in such good condition.

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And here’s this!!!

Wendy and Kara and I had dinner here, in Granville, on Monday evening:

I got this on the internet– I don’t know the person in the photo

And I wore one of my new sundresses and it was a HUGE hit, gang. It really was:

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And here’s this!

Taken yesterday — Bobbie Jo, Bettie Jo, and Billie Jo.

Billie Jo, the grey one, is the one who is missing her 2 back feet. She’s still really tiny but she does great getting around — except that she can’t climb.

And here’s this!! (But don’t tell Little Blackie!!)–

I’ve finally chosen a local vet — only 15 minutes away, instead of 45. This is where Little Blackie will get spayed as soon as it’s safe for her to get it done (yes, you know you’re in the hills when you see a vet’s office that looks like this):

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And here’s THIS!!! Yay!!

It is finally available to view for free in the USA (click the LINK to watch it on YouTube):

Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds LIVE – Accor Arena, Paris – ARTE Concert (2 hrs 31 mins):

And only 7 more days before Nick Cave’s Solo Tour of Europe (with bass player) gets underway in Switzerland!!

Most shows on the tour are sold out but buy remaining tickets here!

And here’s this!!

Another fave “yesteryear” photo of Nick Cave from my desktop stash!!!

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And other than that — every spare moment I can find, I am going over my unpublished novel from 1998, The Curse of Our Profound Disorder, in preparation for its possible home with a small press in Pennsylvania.

And just FYI:

Fall 2001: The Curse of Our Profound Disorder, Top 10 Winner (4th Place) New Century Writer Awards
 
The Curse of Our Profound Disorder, Finalist, novel-in-progress, William Faulkner Writing Competition, New Orleans

October 1998: Honorable Mention in the 5th Annual Writer’s Network Screenplay & Fiction Competition: Curse of Our Profound Disorder, Chapter One

Okay!!

I gotta get ready to head to town.

Have a wonder-filled Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting!

I love you guys. See ya!

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Our new Daily Feature continues!

Gifts Keith Richards gave me when I was a wee bonny girl!!

Wherein I regale you with “songs Keith loved, that he would talk about in an interview in some magazine, and then I’d go out and try to find the record and then buy it with my babysitting money, and then I’d listen to it alone in my intense little room, playing it on the portable record player that my dad bought me, and the song would change my life. “

Today’s selection!! 

(And FYI — Little Richard blew my wee bonny little mind!! I loved him!! And here’s a cool story — when I finally found my birth father, he told me a story about being 15 and how he and his older brother Earl, jumped a freight train in Greenfield, Ohio, and went to a small club by the railroad tracks in Cincinnati to see Little Richard. They had to sneak into the club because they were underage. And then they hopped a freight train back home, in the wee small hours, and never got caught. My dad said that Little Richard was incredible. The club was packed. And Little Richard was totally flying, totally fucked up, and at one point he even threw up on his piano keys but kept right on playing!!)

Okay!!

Little Richard, “Good Golly Miss Molly”, 1958. Enjoy, gang!!

“Good Golly Miss Molly”

Good Golly Miss Molly, sure like to ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

From the early early mornin’ till the early early night
You can see Miss Molly rockin’ at the house of blue lights.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

Well, now momma, poppa told me: “Son, you better watch your step.”
If I about Miss Molly, have to watch my dad myself.

Good golly, Miss Molly, so like to ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

Good Golly Miss Molly, so like to ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like to ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

I am going to the corner, gonna buy a diamond ring.
Would you pardon me a clip if it’s a ting a-ling a-ling
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
Good golly, Miss Molly, sure like a ball.
When you’re rockin’ and a rollin’ can’t hear your momma call.

c – 1958 – John Marascalco, R. Blackwell

Welcome to my new world!

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Jeepers, gang.

I knew this was coming — ALL projects would need 100% of my attention at the same time…

And here it is.

Not only that, but naturally, the agency increased my hours, too.

So I came up with a new schedule around here and it should work! Because, wow, gang– the new pages Peitor sent me yesterday for Episode 2 of our TV series project were really great! So, I’m excited!!

We have an outline for the episode already, but then he fills in dialogue and sends it to me. Then I put it all into the script and tweak it a little and send it back to him. Obviously the sooner I can get my end of it done, the sooner the entire episode will get written and sent off. Because we still have the whole pitch deck thing to finish and send off.

But then, also yesterday — another “wow”, gang! Sandra sent me the first 13 pages of the play, revised. It’s stuff we’d already written but she switched big sections of it around and wow, wow, wow!! It just flew off the page. It was just fantastic. For some reason, it just works so much better!!

So I have to reformat that, tweak it a bit, put it into the new script and send it back to Sandra. And then wait for the next chunk of pages from her.

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Even then, once we are in the rehearsal studio in NYC, the dramaturge and the music director will also need to make tweaks and changes. But the primary script has to be ready ASAP because they need to see it before we’re all in the rehearsal studio.

“ASAP” is now my new name.

And of course I also have my novel from 1998 that I am re-working the ending of… which requires an intense amount of focus.

So my new schedule: Even though I am usually awake by 4AM, I now need to be out of bed as close to 4AM as I can manage, and not lay around until 5AM before I really get up.

Then I have to clean litter boxes, feed cats, feed myself, pack a lunch if it’s Thursday — which is now a TWELVE HOUR shift day for me!!! Good God… Take my shower. Then sit down at my desk and work until the absolute minute I have to head out the door and drive to town.

Then, as soon as I come back from my shift, if it isn’t Thursday, I am back at my desk until 6PM. Then have dinner. Then go back to my desk until about 8:30PM. Then give myself time to watch something cool on my phone before attempting to fall asleep with a bunch of incredibly cute 6-week-old kittens frolicking all over me…

I am currently watching this on Netflix. Another Japanese show, 12 episodes, in English Subtitles. From 2017:

Samurai Gourmet. It is exceedingly enjoyable if a little insane:

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Okay!

More good news.

This product works!! For the last year and a half, I’ve had the ear ringing thing that everyone seems to have nowadays, which is allegedly caused by overexposure to 5G Wi-Fi.

I take 30 mgs of Vinpocetine every day specifically for the ear ringing. I also take 1200 mgs of Alpha Lipoic Acid — for various other reasons, but it also helps decrease the ear ringing. But sometimes, the ringing is still just incredibly maddening, gang. Just off the charts. So I bought this — it’s homeopathic:

As with all homeopathic remedies, you have to wait a bit for it to really start working.

I used the drops 2-3 times a day for 2 days, and then this morning, the start of day 3, I awoke (yes, at 4AM with kittens all over me), and I realized my ears were just barely ringing!! It was incredible, the difference! I will keep you posted as the days go on.

I bought it at my local drug store, but you can get it all over the place.

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Okay!!!

From Warren Ellis’s Instagram page yesterday, Nick Cave and Warren at the Sunset Marquis in West Hollywood, at the end of the Wild God tour:

Warren looks sort of A LOT more awake here than Nick does…

And this is unrelated, really, but back when Peitor Angell still lived in LA, he lived basically next door to the Sunset Marquis. Here is a photo I took of him at Christmas 2018, in the hotel:

Peitor Angell, Christmas 2018, Sunset Marquis

On that particular trip, he and I had such a fantastic time. That was when we officially created Abstract Absurdity Productions (now based in Nice, France)!!

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Here’s this, just because I love it!!! Vintage Nick Cave, 1992:

And from Nick Cave Official yesterday — All the Grinderman stuff is being released on vinyl on July 18th! You can pre-order them here.

And read all about it HERE.

The first Grinderman album was my favorite!!!

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And I think that’s it because I need to read over some pages from Peitor before I head out the door (for TWELVE HOURS!!!).

Enjoy your Thursday wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting!

I love you guys. See ya!

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Okay! I leave you with this!!

Just one of many great songs off the first Grinderman record!

“Go Tell the Women”. Grinderman. 2007. Enjoy, gang.

"Go Tell The Women"

We done our thing
We have evolved
We’re up on our hind legs
The problem solved
We are artists
We are mathematicians
Some of us hold extremely high positions

But we are tired
We’re hardly breathing
And we’re free
Go tell the women that we’re leaving

We’re sick and tired
Of all this self-serving grieving
All we wanted was a little consensual rape in the afternoon
And maybe a bit more in the evening
We are scientists
We do genetics
We leave religion
To the psychos and fanatics

But we are tired
We got nothing to believe in
We are lost
Go tell the women that we’re leaving

We done our thing
We’re hip to the sound
Of six billion people
Going down
We are magicians
We are deceiving
We are free and we’re lost
Go tell the women that we’re leaving

Hey hey
Hey hey
Come on back now to the fray
Hey hey
Hey hey
Come on back now to the fray
Hey hey
Hey hey

c -2007 Nicholas Edward Cave / Warren Ellis / Martin Casey / Jim Sclavunos

Getting Our Ducks in a Row!

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I cannot decide what to do today, gang.

I really want to pop in at the shooting range but it is a cold and dismal day. Part of what I love about going to the shooting range is that drive over there — all back roads. All hills and trees and fields and cows. Hawks and the occasional eagle circling in the big blue endless sky.

I love that. Especially on my day off.

It’s just so gloomy today. Plus, I have a bunch of housecleaning that needs doing. So, part of me wants to just stay home and clean.

Still another part of me wants to forget about cleaning and just sit at my desk and write!!

Since Peitor is involved in scoring a film in Canada right now, I won’t be hearing from him today.

And — so far — Sandra doesn’t need me today, either. So I could just sit here and write….

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Here’s something you don’t often see around here these days — the kittens sleeping!!

And the 3 that have normal legs discovered — last night — how to get up on my bed and frolic around! It was so cute!!

But it was 1:28AM….

Oh, and lest me forget that I still have that family of amazingly adorable young cats that were abandoned left here by that young married couple a year ago…

One of them has learned a new skill! In the last 24 hours, THIS happened 3 times in the upstairs bathroom!!

(Yes, 3 complete jumbo rolls of TP in 24 hours because for some inexplicable reason I kept thinking he/she would stop doing it!)

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And we won’t even discuss THIS type of thing on 4 of my window screens….

Anyway.

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I had the coolest dream last night! It was so detailed and just so cool, so empowering. I can’t even begin to describe it. But the one thing I can easily describe:

Right before I awoke, I was singing the song below in the dream — every word of it. I hadn’t thought about this song in probably 58 years!! And I still knew all the words!

When I was a little girl in Cleveland, I used to sing this song in my bed at night. Really loudly, until my brother would shout “Shut up!” from his room across the hall…

Anyway. I took this song really, really seriously when I was a little girl. (I can’t even imagine what my parents were thinking, downstairs in the living room, trying to watch TV….)

But, I don’t know, gang — it seems like some sort of good sign that it came back to me all these decades later, in “a dream”:

"The Impossible Dream"

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go

To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star

This is my quest to follow that star
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far
To fight for the right without question or pause
To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause

And I know if I'll only be true to this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest

And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage

To reach the unreachable star

c - 1965 - Mitch Leigh / Joseph Darion

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My life is at least interesting these days, if nothing else…

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Okay!

No Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds today. But here’s this again!! Just ’cause I love it:

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And other than that, I guess I will close this and just sit and try to figure out what I’m gonna do today.

I want to make good use of this wide-open day today, gang, because I have 6 shifts ahead of me this week (and every week after that, until I go to NYC). But I also have —

Dinner tomorrow night with Kara at the glorious Granville Inn!!

A late lunch on Saturday with my Q-following girlfriend at Tequilaville!!

So this week won’t be all about stress and work. But I still want to make today count for something.

Meanwhile, while I try to figure that out, enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

Another great day in the Hinterlands!

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Wow, gang. What a beautiful day! And I have the entire day off …

Which means that I’ve already done 2 loads of laundry and I have a TON of reading to do before I call Peitor and we work on the TV pilot promo stuff later today.

Still. It is a day off from driving hither & yon, taking care of people.

But speaking of people that I take care of–

I had such a great time yesterday with my favorite 94-year-old Japanese man. We stayed in all day because the wind was beyond belief yesterday afternoon. But he had a great day, clarity-wise, and we talked a lot about so many things, especially about his dad, who also had an incredible life.

Here is a photo of his dad, from around 1930, when he was already retired but during the summer months, he ran a stall on the boardwalk in Ocean City, NJ. This was right at the time my client was born (his dad was 60 years old when my client was born):

My client’s dad, around 1930. Ocean City, NJ

The Ocean City boardwalk as it looked in 1930 (it is not too far from NYC, where my client was born):

And how about this incredible old hotel in Tokyo?

The Imperial Hotel, after it had a “face-lift” done by Frank Lloyd Wright:

My client and his father would frequent this hotel when they moved back to Tokyo in the 1930s. (The hotel has since been completely renovated and relocated and is now a Marriott, if I’m not mistaken.)

I have these photos because, when my client and I talk about “the old days”, I usually try to find photos on my phone of things he remembers from the past, so that he can “re-live” them a little bit more. His short-term memory is not great, but his long-term memory is phenomenal and I just like to keep him using his mind as much as possible when I’m with him.

The photo of his father is not from the Internet, though — it’s sitting out in the living room.

His father was wealthy, and when he moved back to Tokyo prior to the war, he had an enormous traditional Japanese house built that has since become a museum in Tokyo (!!). Just after the war, when the US military occupied Japan, American military officers (and sometimes their wives) occupied most of the rooms in the house. The family got 5 rooms — and the given officer and his wife would get 12 rooms!! (And the family had almost NO food, while the Americans had plenty.)

Anyway.

Another thing that blew me away — there was an American family that my client first lived with & worked for (ie. “Japanese houseboy”) when he first went back to NYC after the war, at age 17. This family was really, really good to him. They were instrumental in getting him trained to be a TV repairman, so that he could go out on his own, and they also helped him get into NYU to become an electrical engineer.

Anyway — we googled the wife of that family and she died in 2012, at age, 93, and she had 28 grandchildren and 26 great-grandchildren!!!

I was flabbergasted by that!! That would have been my dream, gang. To have a really, really huge family like that.

Anyway. Yesterday was really nice.

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Also, yesterday — the Bad Seeds’ Wild God Tour of North America came to an end!

About 99.9% of the images on Instagram, from the show at the Cruel World festival in Pasadena, were videos. And I wasn’t really crazy about the few photos I could find, but here’s one:

And it looks like Nick Cave is taking a HUGE 3 and 1/2 weeks off, before he starts his solo tour (with bass player) of Europe throughout June, July, August, and September!!

27 shows, gang, and almost ALL of them are already sold out. Literally.

Curiously, though, his show in Rome, Italy, on July 22nd still has tickets available. I’m guessing this is because it’s my 65th birthday and most of the people in Rome will probably be home, dedicating some sort of birthday shrine to me, but I’m not completely certain about that.

Anyway, we’ll see!

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Oh! Speaking of shrines to me…

More print book and eBook sales have posted in the various stats today!! Thank you, everybody. I really love seeing that.

I love that people are loving The Guitar Hero Goes Home — I really do appreciate that so much because I love that novel. But what really just makes my little heart beam to the moon and back, is when the original print edition of Neptune & Surf appears in the “Best Sellers” ranks, as it did again today.

Even though it’s ranked at #303,826 in Erotic Literature, it still means that somebody somewhere BOUGHT it! After 26 years since it’s original printing.

It had 6 editions over the years, in both English and French, and sold something like 100,000 copies overall (for literary erotic fiction, that is almost unheard of — and that doesn’t count when the entire book was illegally put into a torrent and downloaded for free by game boys, worldwide, about 10 years ago), but I never lose sight of how hard I worked on that first book of mine (it took me 4 years to write it), wondering if it would end up getting published and/or if anyone would ever buy it…

I gave up my songwriting career to sit at my desk and write that book and everyone I knew thought I was nuts to do that.

And I loved — so much — that Richard Kasak, the original publisher of the book, gave it such a non-sexual cover!! It meant that women, especially, could openly buy it in bookstores and easily read it on public transportation. It didn’t scream “SEX”. (Even though the book is completely 100% hardcore erotica.)

Anyway, gang. That made me so happy.

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All right, gang, I guess I better get moving here. The coffee’s all gone, the laundry is done, and I have a TON of reading to do here at breakneck speed!!

Enjoy your Sunday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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No, I just can’t help it.

I always go back to Tom Petty eventually. I cannot stop loving him, even all these years later.

Breakfast-listening music!!

His totally Midwestern American coming-of-age ode to smoking weed!! Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers’ “Mary Jane’s Last Dance”. 1993. Enjoy, gang. I sure did!

“Mary Jane’s Last Dance”

She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good-lookin’ mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights

Well, she moved down here the age of eighteen
She blew the boys away, was more than they’d seen
I was introduced and we both started groovin’
She said, “I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin’ on
Keep movin’ on”

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again

Well, I don’t know, but I’ve been told
You never slow down, you never grow old
I’m tired of screwin’ up, tired of going down
Tired of myself, tired of this town

Oh, my my, oh, hell yes
Honey, put on that party dress
Buy me a drink, sing me a song
Take me as I come ’cause I can’t stay long

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again

There’s pigeons down on Market Square
She’s standin’ in her underwear
Lookin’ down from a hotel room
The nightfall will be comin’ soon

Oh, my my, oh, hell yes.
You got to put on that party dress
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone
I hit my last number, I walked to the road

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again

c – 1993 Tom Petty

Incoming!

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Yes, and by that I mean: bullshittery is incoming.

Everyone — including Charlie Ward’s news update today, and even Simon Parks’ update (!!), which is never on the same page with anyone else’s intel, are jumping on the same “WWIII” bandwagon this morning.

I’m guessing that maybe this is why they still won’t let Phil do a livestream yet? To try to get this idea that we are on the “brink of war because of Biden” to stick? And that any input from Phil is going to send us all looking in another direction?

Obviously, I just don’t know.

But what I do know, is that Biden is dead (and has been dead since March 2019), so that is not “Biden” essentially declaring war on Putin by way of Ukraine; it’s just some guy doing it.

And Putin and Xi are Trump’s allies, so I’m not buying any of this sudden brink of war narrative, gang.

And Simon even sent out an X re-post just now:

“BREAKING: Donald Trump confirms he is prepared to declare a national emergency and use the military assets to reverse the Biden invasion.”

I’m guessing that you cannot invade another country from the afterlife — although, I am not 100% certain of this since I have no recollection of the afterlife, even though I’m guessing I’ve been a resident there many, many times. (This is based solely on how exhausted I usually feel.)

Anyway. No actual Biden = no actual missiles going anywhere, in my book. So the narrative must really be that Trump is going to save the world. (Which is actually fine with me.)

One really nice thing about today is that I have the whole day off, which means I am not at the mercy of anyone else’s TV today, so I will not be forced to watch Fox News regurgitate this same “missiles at Russia” narrative all day long…

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Well, it is over! No, not the election!! (Well, yes, that is over.)

But so is Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ Wild God Tour of Europe & the UK.

And, as I had suspected, the sold out show in Paris last night looked massively amazing. (The only thing that disappoints me a little bit is that it seems Nick got a haircut — maybe in London? Just when it was finally getting to that length that I absolutely love! Gone, baby, gone.)

Anyway. Here are 2 photos from Paris last night. (The 2nd one is missing the credit, sorry. It got cut off, unintentionally.)

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And, for now, the Daily Feature continues!

What Would Keith Richards Do?

And our random selection came from — you guessed it — Chapter Five: Daily Affirmations. And the topic today is MUSIC.

One of the many, many, many, things Keith has to say about music:

“There is something about music. When you like it, you want to find out where it came from.”

And this statement, coming from a man who was so instrumental (no pun intended) in creating my brain and, in essence, giving birth to my whole life, beginning when I was 12 — well, it looks like a simple statement, but to me, it says everything. [Hence, my new memoir-in-progress. ]

Similarly, you may recall that I posted this a few months ago, and it resonates for me in the same way as the quote above:

And that segues into that new thing Valerie and I are doing — texting each other every day about what we got done on a given project and how long we spent doing it.

This is in order to help each of us get back on a daily routine of doing our creative stuff. Me — writing; Val — painting.

And it was incredibly successful for me yesterday, gang!

I only spent 45 minutes on my memoir yesterday, before having to get ready for work, but so much stuff came out of my brain!! Including the title of the memoir:

Joy — The Shortest Season: A Memoir 1971-1980

The memoir is about the various fathers and father figures I had in my early life and how they shaped me into becoming who I am.

This is the second in a trio of memoirs. The first being In the Shadow of Narcissa — a memoir of my childhood, covering my adoption in 1960 up to early 1971, when I was 10 years old. (Still in progress.)

The third memoir will be about my early life in NYC — Manhattan, Mon Amour. (1980-1989). Basically, the sex, drugs, and rock & roll memoir.

Anyway, I was just thrilled with the amount of work I got done in 45 minutes yesterday. It’s all notes, but the notes took me down roads that I was not expecting. Including, but not limited to(!!):

This amazing house we lived in where so many cool things happened to my brain — we lived here from July 1971 to early 1974, up until my dad left us:

And, this might seem creepy, but it is not intended to be.

These are the 2 bedrooms I had — one in 1975 and one in 1979 — where I attempted suicide. (And no, I did not attempt suicide because the rooms are so god-awful ugly!!) Followed by a photo of the basement where I was raped by 2 guys from the high school during Christmas vacation in 1974.

What fascinates me is that I found these photos online yesterday, on zillow.com — a site that lists houses that are or have recently been for sale. And so these rooms are simply out there in the world now and have nothing physically to do with me and my life anymore. But when I found the photos, I was like, holy shit.

My bedroom from 1975, but as it looks now
My bedroom from 1979, but as it looks now
The basement from 1974, but as it looks now — which is basically, exactly the same.

I have no idea what inspired me to look for these photos of the old houses yesterday (there are a total of 8 that I lived in from 1971-1980).

And I was certainly not expecting the photos to be a veritable touchstone, opening up the whole memoir, to the point where a title even came out. So it was a really fruitful 45 minutes yesterday.

Today, I have all day to work on the memoir, so I am really excited about all this, gang.

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Okay.

Enjoy your Monday wherever you are in the world!!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I posted this song recently, but I leave you with this again, because I was not expecting that title to come out of me yesterday — and I think I played this song 723 times yesterday after that.

(By the way– if you aren’t aware of it, my middle name is Joy, and that is connected to all of this stuff, too.)

A huge Top 40 radio hit from when I was 11: “Joy” By Apollo 100. (Based on Bach’s “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring”.) Enjoy, gang.

“Do you think she spoke too soon?”

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Well, yesterday, my worn and tattered, 4-year-old Trump flag got all tangled up in my autumnal front door decorations, and so rather than have it completely disintegrate by Inauguration Day, I officially took it down last evening when I got home from my shift.

Here is what it looked like when it was brand new and not so tattered:

And now it is at least clean, and folded, and stored away for posterity. I loved that flag. I wonder if my neighbors will be astounded to discover that it is now gone?!

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Okay!!

On a similar note — I love these guys!!! I am so grateful for them. I guess when heroes are in the process of flying around on their private jet and saving the free world, they dine on fare from McDonalds:

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Okay. Phil is supposed to do a livestream TONIGHT at 8PM Eastern. I guess we shall see!!! Check here later to confirm.

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And tonight is the final show of Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ Wild God Tour. It is sold out — in Paris. I cannot even imagine how spectacular the show is going to be, gang.

Here is George Vjestica (Bad Seeds guitar player) in Paris just now:

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And here is Keith from a few years ago, but I love this photo! I found it yesterday on Instagram.

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And speaking of Keith….

Since everything else is changing, I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to do the Daily Feature, but for now, here it is!

Our random selection today came from Chapter Three: The Philosophy of Keith!! And the topic is BOREDOM.

Keith says:

“Boredom? To me that’s an illness.”

And I don’t know about you, gang, but I can seriously relate. I have never been the type of person who easily gets bored. It just doesn’t happen. My mind is always going and going and going.

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Okay!

Another new thing in my life!!

In two weeks, I begin firearms training!

The one and only time in my life when I tried to learn how to shoot a gun (a rifle), I was 17 years old and absolutely terrible at it. But we’ll see how it goes this time. And this time it will be primarily a pistol.

I’m taking the classes HERE: Buckeye Shooting Center:

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And on that note —

Today is the first day that Valerie and I are doing our new creativity/accountability schedule plan — whatever the heck you’d call it!

But we’re both excited to get started. (See yesterday’s post.) And that means I gotta scoot, because I also have to work another (shorter) double today.

So enjoy your Sunday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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I leave you with this! Continuing that “Americans with Guns” theme!

From Johnny Horton — his huge hit from 1959, “The Battle of New Orleans”. Enjoy, gang!!

Back to normal?

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But what IS normal, right? A big question!!

Mostly, I mean that I start back to work today, after having had 5 days off.

But also — there is just less and less and LESS news to post here, gang. I mean, besides all the news that you can easily get everywhere else now. Which is a great thing.

I still check all the channels and videos, but there is nothing that requires re-posting here. If I find something, I will, of course, post it.

Phil should be live tonight at 8PM Eastern time. Check here later to confirm. His livestreams are going to remain informative until at least the inauguration.

So it seems that I’m sort of getting my life back. I’m going to keep my Trump flag flying until Inauguration Day. It is a bit tattered, since it’s been out there for 4 solid years, in all sorts of insane weather– including tornadoes. But I guess, once I take it down and fold it up and put it away in late January… I will officially have my life back.

Meanwhile, Valerie in Brooklyn and I are embarking on a plan to get our creativity onto a daily schedule again. She’s a painter and I am, of course, a writer. So each day/night, we’re going to text each other a quick summary of what we each worked on and for how long we worked on it that day.

A type of “accountability” schedule. To get ourselves back into the old, pre-war headspace of painting and writing every day. Yay.

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds played Birmingham last night. and tomorrow they play a SOLD OUT show in Paris and then the Wild God European/UK Tour is over.

It seems like it was an unbelievably successful, beautiful, emotional tour, gang.

Here’s a photo from Birmingham last night:

And beginning in April 2025:

Meanwhile,,,,

Here’s the Daily Feature.

What Would Keith Richards Do?

This is our random selection — yet again, from Chapter Five: Daily Affirmations, and the topic is SURVIVAL & BOUNCING BACK. I found today’s selection oddly timely and personal [see my post from yesterday]!

Speaking to a NYC audience at a 9/11 tribute concert, 23 years ago, Keith said:

“You know, I gotta feeling this town’s gonna make it.”

As usual, he was right.

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And that is it for now, gang.

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting!

I love you guys. See ya!

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This morning’s breakfast- listening music!!

Nat King Cole’s, “Straighten Up & Fly Right”. 1943. Enjoy, gang.

A Terrific Tuesday?

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I guess we’ll find out.

It’s off to a bit of a wonky start around here, but here’s hoping it will get better pretty quickly!

I have to say that this new part-time job is constantly putting me in a very weird head space. I’ve looked around for other things I might rather do, but there really isn’t anything else that appeals to me. I keep thinking that a little more time is going to reveal to me what all this weirdness is about.

We shall see.

Meanwhile. every single darn day, I have to recalibrate my emotional balance from the very moment I get out of bed.

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Okay. So, this was also weird.

I tried to listen to Trump on X last night. I was listening with the Badlands Media crew, since I’m not on X. And it took a while for Trump’s talk to get started, but I hung in there.

However, once it did get started, my phone started to get so fucking HOT I thought it was going to catch on fire. It was insane — literally, I could barely touch it, it was so hot. I finally had to get off of rumble.

I clicked the phone off for a minute. It cooled right down, and then I watched some more of “Mrs. Brown’s Boys” on Amazon Prime, and the phone behaved perfectly fine for the rest of the night. Hmmm.

But here is the replay if you missed it:

Badlands Media Special Coverage – President Trump’s X Space (2 hrs 17 mins):

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Matt Roeske – Eclipse, Electroculture, Copper, and NYC (54 mins):

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Sanity4Sweden – The collapse of a disgusting empire (7 mins):

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James Tabor is back home in the US now.

Update from Mediterranean Tour (3 mins):

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This was very interesting. I learned some things about the UK that I didn’t really understand before. (Nigel Watson is an ex-pat of England and now lives in Finland.)

Nigel Watson – HOW THE BIG CLUB DEFINES ‘SUCCESS’ (26 mins):

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CHARLIE WARD DAILY NEWS WITH PAUL BROOKER -TUESDAY 17TH SEPTEMBER 2024 (11 mins):

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If you want your brain to go crazy, this article from Code Monkey Z ‘s substack was interesting. However the extended details in the article sort of scrambled my brain.

The gist of it is that all this stuff they’re doing to pretend to correct the fake climate change is actually making the Earth hotter.

“Sunlight and Clouds, Not CO2, Drive Earth’s Climate, New Study Finds” [full article at Zero Hedge]

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And that is it for now, gang.

I hope you have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Driving-home music from last evening, as I was trying to calm the fuck down.

“Brompton Oratory” (on repeat for 20 minutes). From The Boatman’s Call, incredible album by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, 1997

Tuesday!

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Sorry for the delay, but I thought it would be best to wait out all the various social media outages this morning!

Here’s hoping that we’re one step closer to ending this thing.

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If you haven’t heard (or you live in a cave) SCOTUS decided yesterday that Trump cannot be withheld from any State’s ballots.

Wish SCOTUS would have ruled on something else really significant but maybe that is just a dream now. (Meaning — 2020 was rigged.)

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This was interesting. Phil had it posted to his channel but you can’t copy anything from there anymore. So here is the original:

“The Seized Assets Page on Treasury dot Gov is now 2453 PAGES!!!!

Make sure to save and share this link… These are the SEIZED ASSETS since President Trump signed the Executive Order in December 2017 that if anyone was involved in Human Trafficking or Corruption, their ASSETS WOULD BE SEIZED.”

[You can download the pdf HERE.] (I did, and the list is LONG!!!)

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Okay. I think this is important to watch. Her point is that just because we’re told that people in Hollywood are part of the cult, it doesn’t always mean they are.

SATANISM IN HOLLYWOOD – THEY’RE ON THEIR WAY TO THE PROMISED LAND (2 mins):

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Charlie’s daily news update:

CHARLIE WARD DAILY NEWS WITH PAUL BROOKER & DREW DEMI -TUESDAY 5TH MARCH 2024 (10 mins):

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Sanity4Sweden- BOOSTING TRUST IN SCIENCE (5 mins):

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This was really good!

Matt Roeske – Rockefellers, General Education Board, Tonsils, and Root Canals (1 hr):

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Big news for fans of Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds —

A new album, Wild God, is due to drop in about 22 hours!!

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And on a personal note — yes, for the first time in about 9 years, I have once again joined Netflix.

I did it, of course, under pressure because too many of the shows I need to watch for Ab Ab Pro research, are only on Netflix. (“Call My Agent” (French) and “Crashing” (UK), to name two.)

So, little by little, I am back in the world.

On a sadder note.

My dad’s health is really, really declining. It has really just got me in a terrible state today. The hospice coordinator called me on the phone yesterday and explained to me why my dad had been unable to take my call for the past few days, and all the sudden changes going on in my dad’s health (he has advanced cancer), and his cognizance deterioration. So we decided it was better to wait until next week before I try to go back down there again.

When I was down there a couple weeks ago, I knew that the “dad” I had always known was gone now and that it was just a matter of time. But knowing it was coming doesn’t make it any easier.

Anyway.

I’ve got a lot of writing to do here, so I am trying to keep myself from just sitting and staring.

I hope you’re having a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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A friend in Turkey, Gurablista, has a new record out. It’s titled “Youtan Poluo”. And here is one of the wonderful songs from the album. (I don’t understand the lyrics yet but I still love the song anyway.)

“Pratikte Çeyreği Saniyenin” (3 mins):