I don't wanna be dancing with the wallflower, I want you coz you got painted toenails
I had another post-apocalyptic dream last night. We were being held prisoner in Jeffrey Street in Edinburgh's old town (coincidentally this is the usual venue for my work's Xmas meal). I was trying to hide and be inconspicuous as our guards were explaining new rules. But I was singled out from the crowd and told to go out and capture a prisoner. Then I was woken by somebody's car alarm. But as I lay there in the early-morning twilight I (seriously) felt exceptionally miserable and worthless, because I realised that if I lived at any other point in history, either past or future, I would be robbed, beaten, and thrown out in the snow to die. If lucky. I don't want to die in the snow while post-apocalyptic leather-clad warriors discuss eating my corpse.
I ordered Spice Girls tickets for just after Xmas. In London. I'm not sure who I'll kidnap to take with me.
I left a message on my friend's Facebook Wall about how to make crystal meth, and right after that Facebook went down. I'm a little paranoid.
Britney loses her kids :(
(Not in Wal-Mart. In court. Legally.)
Still thinking of Britney, I am wondering what is the least glamorous place a pop singer or film star has ever died, since Gloria Grahame, the subject of Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool, didn't die in Liverpool, but returned home to New York to attend her celestial wrap party. IMDb won't let me search by place of death. Eddie Cochran died in Chippenham, Wiltshire, (also home town of comedian Wil Hodgson) but that was only where his car crashed. Ian Curtis died in Macclesfield. Most people who die of poverty or protracted diseases seem to do it in big cities.
I also had an idea for a new photographic project with which to abuse Flickr.
I ordered Spice Girls tickets for just after Xmas. In London. I'm not sure who I'll kidnap to take with me.
I left a message on my friend's Facebook Wall about how to make crystal meth, and right after that Facebook went down. I'm a little paranoid.
Britney loses her kids :(
(Not in Wal-Mart. In court. Legally.)
Still thinking of Britney, I am wondering what is the least glamorous place a pop singer or film star has ever died, since Gloria Grahame, the subject of Film Stars Don't Die In Liverpool, didn't die in Liverpool, but returned home to New York to attend her celestial wrap party. IMDb won't let me search by place of death. Eddie Cochran died in Chippenham, Wiltshire, (also home town of comedian Wil Hodgson) but that was only where his car crashed. Ian Curtis died in Macclesfield. Most people who die of poverty or protracted diseases seem to do it in big cities.
I also had an idea for a new photographic project with which to abuse Flickr.