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| Blooze in Baton Rouge |
Going to the liquor store at noon is dicey cos all the
elderly people are out of their holes, driving like ferrets. The pockmarked
counter guy is trying to sell me smokes and finally he wants to know if someone
gives a better price. “I dunno, do the things have a price? I give you a card
and you give me A Thing, is there some accountability to this transaction?” WHY
ARE YOU TALKING TO ME??? I was making black and white source copies of these
collages last night and the guy outside of Stinko’s wanted to see them and I
said No and he asked are you A Blood? I ignored him as he called it out a
second time. A Blood? (He spied my red kerchief, the one a rock star suggested,
you need a prop she said.) Who am I talking to? Oh I called YOU. Are you still
mad? Aw c’mon, y’got a real imagination Man. I’ve been just reading & making collages.
I’ve very little line editing I don’t wanna finish the 120 Loop, I really don’t;
I like it. I’m planning the next book; the working title is “We talked about
child abuse & Hitler’s SS.” I have a letter for you like half written in
three places, the room is a mess, instead of cleaning I watched Kenneth Anger Movies
for 3 numbing hours. I’m gonna try accomplish something today. Oh Jim Carrey is
doing dumb and dummer in Marietta Square, I don’t know if he’s there today.
Marietta is like Hollywood without the glamour. Hollywood Florida I guess.
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