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Buddies: Tabitha Mammalian and Jim Gregory Sowders Acrylic and paint marker on canvas
A review of Melanie Index, the new novel by @ericblix.bsky.social forthcoming from @erratumpress.bsky.social. Would that I could type all this into its own thread but I am far too lazy to reword and reword and whatnot. I dug this book v much and, as evident in review, cannot recommend highly enough.
Some albums I just cannot get enough of rn. Underrated gems, the lot of em.
Check out “Dead Star Love,” new work from @barryoblivion.bsky.social in issue 2 of The New Monuments. www.thenewmonuments.com/barryoblivio...
After pawing for what’s felt like eons at the Invidicum that lived inside my Goodreads account, I have grasped that over-plump apple at last and have begun the month(s?) of eating it. Despite its erudition and digression, though likely because of them, I can’t seem to put it down. Shandean and lush.
Maybe this makes me some form of chud, but I’ve read two Kundera books and plainly do not understand the hype to any degree. I haven’t read his holy Musil yet though so maybe that’ll enlighten me to some murky facet of his work I can’t see thru the smudges of my general distaste for his personality.
Pleased to say that now that Appalachia has begun to shiver and molt mk.gee season has come back around in full force. Time to once again ruin my year-end Apple Music statistics with an album displaced between the old and the new, the warm and the frigid, lost to everything but me and my car stereo.
Earned through challenge (below) a copy of Erratum’s It’s Tough at the Top and maybe it’s the having worked in retail but I’m enjoying its depiction of middle-manager mediocrity and bureaucratic repetitiveness. It’s drudging up so many memories of empty loafers with its accuracy and it’s very funny.
Having only read House of Leaves, I went into Tom’s Crossing expecting it to be good, if a bit slow and predictable due to not only the length but the Western genre’s constraints, but I’m pleased to announce that I have been laden with a great shame for underestimating MZD. I can’t get enough of it.
Hundred pages into Infinite Jest and no one prepped me for how funny this book is. What do you mean there is wheelchair assassins????
Against no odds and to no one’s surprise I thoroughly dug the new T-Pynch. I’m glad he’s still having fun with the whole writing thing and by god it’s fun to read it. It was nice to run into Basnight again as I liked him in AtD, and I was eurekastruck by the timely (new movie) Skeet/Zoyd connection.
Had this neat computer-breaking idea to alphabetize every single letter of the KJV into one gigantic paragraph and self-publish the tome thru Amazon but after hours of trying and failing to finagle Notepad++ into cooperating with me, I googled it and found that that is already a piece in the SFMOMA.
Man I get on Twitter for like five minutes and I’ve got Tommy Wiseau in my feed givin me everything I don’t need from him. While he’s out of virtually nowhere on a disappointing patriotism and “bring GenZ back to God” kick I’m still hung up on my “give me Big Shark on DVD” kick. We are not the same.
Part of me is screaming PACKWATCH but then again the entirety of me has seen the video and so I’ve more or less concluded that indeed the pack has been watched. Unfortunate that the lesson taught to him wasn’t lived through to be learned from but he was never one to accept lessons, greedy and proud.
I haven’t been active: I found a toad in the bottom of a bag of Lucky Charms and it told me to beware the things which would soon grow in my throat. I had assumed it meant the coming words, but in fact it meant the more obvious warts. I’ve been warring with growths and polyps and can only now speak.
Monday Mini-movie🧵: I got a short one for this week. Pulling out another documentary that has been on my watchlist ever since the trailer went viral: Grand Theft Hamlet (2024). A film captured entirely within the virtual world, I am simply pumped to see GTA transform into medium of film.
Just saw a goth do the worm in the middle of a mosh pit. The guy’s playing bluegrass. I understand nothing. The world is an oyster and I’m one of those inflatable dudes they put outside of car dealerships. Loosely equipped and tightly strung. Life is short. Do the worm. Live hardet. Understand less.
Finally found a copy of Phenomenology of Spirit. Grail acquired for $10. And it’s annotated! Feelin the luck this day. I am not smart enough to read it but I’ll get there. Same for Tractatus. My tantalizing mistresses. I will hold these apples until I can eat them core and all with my big boy teeth.
