Cow Head

Saw Takashi Miike's new movie "Gozu" last night at Facets in Chicago which has the worst theater chairs my ass has ever been troubled by. The movie was not as good as his last one "Happiness of the Katakuri's" which is still one of my favorites. But this did have some bizzare and entertaining stuff, like a minotaur with the head of what seemed like a Holstein bull which was wearing tight-whiteys. It also featured a yakuza boss who couldn't get an erection unless he had a soup ladle stuck in his butt. yeah, the movie was kinda kinky, which partially explained why the end was so lame - some really psychoanalytical crap about sex w/family members. eh. whatever, there were good moments.

Falling in love with R. Creeley right about now. I've been reading "Pieces" which has some excessively good stuff in it. A long poem called The Finger, and one called "Chicago" which is kind of a bummer cause it says "Would dying be here? / Never go anywhere you // can't live." Er.

i can't decide whether to avoid capitalization in this biz-log.

i could get paid by putting pop-up ads on my lil blog here.

back to writing the real shit.