

Y’all probably already knew about the Valeriepieris circle, I guess.
Astral Weeks
Y’all probably already knew about the Valeriepieris circle, I guess.
Pasolini wrote a famous essay in 1975, “The Disappearance of the Fireflies,” which, at that time, was already starting to become very noticeable. Of course, the essay was really about capitalism.
Personally, outside my childhood in the countryside, I noticed fireflies in the outskirts of a largish city some 20 years ago, then nothing for a very long time, and then I saw a few when I lived for a brief period of time in a really remote place, like an hour from the nearest highway. No trains anywhere near, too.
Off-topic, but if you don’t know Pasolini, I urge you to read his last interview which seems particularly gloomy as it appears to foreshadow his own death just a few hours after.
One memorable quote:
I listen to the politicians – all the politicians – with all their little presumptions and I turn into a mad man as they prove they do not know which country they are talking about, they are as far away as the moon. And together with them there are the men of letters, the sociologists and the experts in any kind of field.
Isn’t that the plot of “Predestination”? If I understood it correctly.
Thanks. I’ve been wondering what Marilyn Manson has been up to lately.
Edit: Also, I think Karen Allen wore overalls at least once in Indiana Jones. Kinda hot, in an unpolished way.
Because of car radio? Vertical integration, you know.
Where’s the photographer in the reflection?
I wouldn’t think they feel the need to be “given that right” by anything or anyone. Which is part of what makes them so toxic.
Certain antidepressants will make you balloon.
And, of course, you will feel a lot better.
“Hey, my eyes are up here!”
That was… surprising.
♪ Get off
Twenty-three positions in a one-night stand
Get off
I’ll only call you after if you say I can ♪
Do you want to sell your house?
◻ Yes
◻ Ask me again later
I just realized James Hong is still around. He’s pushing 100.
Mr. Grady, you were the caretaker here. I recognize you. I saw your picture in the newspapers. You chopped your wife and daughters up into little bits. And then you blew your brains out.
BTW, I just now realized that Shelley Duval died last year. Such a great actress.
You have an exquisite taste in music.
I can see you on the hill
Comatose but walking still
Curves beneath your flowing gown
Only I could bring you down
Why do I keep fuckin’ up?