By the way, that German guy I mention in the post from May 24? I forgot to mention that we later learned his name is Ralph Rieckermann. He’s the bassist for the Scorpions.
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 31, 2004 – 11:23 pm · 
 
				
You’ll notice that the tense changes in the previous blog entry about two thirds through: past tense to present tense. I’ve done that on purpose. From now on all posts will be in present tense. Unless I forget.
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 31, 2004 – 10:09 pm · 
 
				
A Young Man in Curlers at Home on West 20th St. NYC –Diane Arbus, 1966 Actually, I spent most of today being creative. If I wasn’t writing, I was learning about databases for yet another website I’m working on. Sara was supposed to call me about trying to get over to LACMA again for the […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
Okay, so yeah, I’ve been gone for a while. I know. Sorry. I’ve been busy with a lot of things, not the least of which has been the holiday. Quickly running through the past seven days, we have, well…interview at Amoeba Music on Wednesday (went very well, I think); a journey to LACMA for the […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 24, 2004 – 10:04 am · 
 
				
I went ahead and signed up to be a guinea pig for Google’s new Gmail service. Send me an email at feverblue@gmail.com so I can help them on their noble mission.
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 24, 2004 – 12:34 am · 
 
				
Since I haven’t really cooked anything nice for a while, and since I so recently complained about my staggering lack of food, I decided I would treat myself to a homemade plate of shrimp scampi…you know, go all out. Find some good good olive oil, fresh peppers, lots of hot spices and fresh shrimp. I […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 24, 2004 – 12:04 am · 
 
				
The third installment of the series is a little melodramatic. I liked the subtlety of the last one and the hammer-force shock value of the first one. This one is just a guy coughing, or gasping for air. He might have asthma. He’s in front of steps, but it looks as if he’s just descended […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 22, 2004 – 12:53 am · 
 
				
I thought it might be cool to obtain the actual domain of Hollywoodland for purposes of hosting this site. I checked using Hostsave (my ISP) knowing full well that it would be taken and they said it’s available! I thought it over for a few hours and then decided to go ahead and do it. […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
If you could look into bryan’s eye when he talks about his dad; there a big light of hope and at the same time a mager vode. There are so many sad, depressed, lonely, demented, ignorant people in the world. Here’s a blog that merely mentioned Maury Povich in a post on July 28, 2002. […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
Morissey hasn’t put out anything new in seven years. He’s been chilling here in Los Angeles (rumor has it down the street from me at The Cat and the Fiddle.) You Are The Quarry is almost worth the wait. I mean, come on. Seven years is a long time! He used to put them out […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 21, 2004 – 12:33 am · 
 
				
Nothing like too much booze to remind you why you’re not drinking it anymore. It’s late, but I wanted to get something down before crashing. And I’m going to crash hard tonight. Last night was a complete blur. The final episode of Angel aired. I caught it at my friend’s house. I thought it was […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				May 19, 2004 – 12:09 am · 
 
				
Lately I’ve been eating very little. I suppose it’s got something to do with having no money. As my firend Mandy, the dietician says, “That’s one way to eat less.” But for some reason, I’ve been able to make do with less food. And eating less makes it easier to eat less, if that makes […]
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
I’ve just posted the latest music mix online. This one is a tight, bass-heavy stroll through some slightly older progressive music. Five tracks of 129 bpm goodness. Check it out here.
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
Just wanted to post a picture of a Homey I bought at Wacko today. He was just a buck. For scale comparison, I posed him next to my cell phone.
				 
				
			 
			
				
				
				
I dropped by Rocket last night to give Sirry her house key back (I’d just finished setting her computer back up at her house after a week-long period of tinkering and repair.) Sara gave me another of her empty Brazilian Marlboro packs. As I chatted with them, holding the box, everyone commented how weird it […]