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billyblandlegs
I stopped reading an interview with Larry Hagman about LSD. The interview is by a PhD but I dont know otherwise why its written. The reporter keeps asking about the LSD but I mean its not like from a "drug magazine." And Larry Hagman is fine with explaining it in detail straight faced. Straight faced Larry Hagman who keeps trying to admit that he has a genie but Dr. Bellows has to run and get the General to confirm what he's hearing. He's got him. This time he'll go straight to the General. Larry Hagman breaks so many laws. And Dr. Bellows admits to seeing "three different analysts three times a week." He gets suspended so much. And Dr. Bellows is still in the Air Force.

The radio really is just commericals. Pausing television is a genie trick in one of these episodes and I was thinking about how we already take that for granted. Television used to be a transmission now its like slow fish in a stream (?). Radio still is and you wouldn't pause it if you even wanted to. And that's why there's so many commercials.

He really raves about it, LSD. Larry Hagman. But not recreationally. He's very serious about it and compares it to having your appendix removed. This is the guy who has a genie but refuses anybody's help. Jeannie goes shopping! And once she ran up a 1000 dollar grocery bill on Tony's credit card and so he couldn't buy a boat with Roger. She blinks a boat into their living room. And he refuses it! But he says he thought she was blinking all the food. She wasn't. She said she gets meat at a Persian meat market sometimes but the meat is very tough. I don't understand how Jeannie writes letters to her parents in 2000 years ago.

I'm watching every single episode of I Dream of Jeannie and extracting every reference to Cocoa Beach. Although sometimes I fall asleep during an episode and I don't watch it again. I rationalize that I would have woken up if I heard Cocoa Beach so they probably didn't say it.

And you know what Dr. Bellows get out of everyone's business. You always get in trouble because you walk into Tony's house through an open door. You never knock and you never learn your lesson. Once, Jeannie invented a stain-proof tear-proof fabric that breaks scissors and resists flame throwers. He and Roger discuss how much this would benefit housewives. But then Tony considers it would ruin our whole economy: he's worried about textile manufacturing. Dr. Bellows barges into the office again. And walks up to Tony's garage. He gets transferred to Iceland when its all said and done on that one.

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billyblandlegs
I want to know more about/live in the time of 1980s TEXAS OIL BOOM I'm not even sure if its a real historical thing I just have only seen the trailer for Texasville cant get more than a MB off torrents but in the trailer its Last Picture Show and black and white and dusty old run down dump town and then BLAMMO its in color and a Porsche zooms by and old dum-dum Jeff Bridges is "a millionaire". Like you could just be a dum-dum and then youre a millionaire. I gotta watch Dallas. There's this third part to rugged Westerns where the A/C flips on and everyones a twat.

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billyblandlegs
My cat's sleeping up on the kitchen counter where she shouldn't be, but she very rarely stays asleep when I come in turn the lights on, and there's a roach's leg on her tail curled up nestled under her chin. She's earned it.

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billyblandlegs
I havent written anything in a very long time. As a one time aspiring writer I always think it should be easier to write emails. I should be able to write emails among the best of them. Like Hemingway and Kerouac and Ginsberg they'd be CC'd and published later. I don't even barely know what CC'd means. Its just a remnant of writing ambition that I throw in something there that fits the rhythm and semblance of a good writery sentence. I'd like to think that not writing so much anymore means I don't write so much crap but it's easy to pick that back up.

What happened? I haven't consciously changed, have I? I used to write because I had to, like writers always say. I felt reassured by that. I could nod along; yeah, I do that. Is it too much twitter or facebook? I write stuff down. Little notes, all the time. I don't know anything about commas anymore though. Like I should if I went to school. I read don't I? I got the George Saunders book today through library home delivery. I saw a 22-year old kid pull up in front of my house in his blue Scion (unless it was a company car?) with the Priority Express Parcel decal on the door. I knew what it was because I had looked up if I could be the guy who delivers library books around town. I'd like to do that, as long as it wasn't my car but I guess it would be. I drove nearly three cars into the ground since 2009 delivering things to the city of Orlando. And it really isn't that bad so long as you aren't paying for the gas or paying for the inevitable disintegration of your car. And as long as it isn't food. I'd feel much better about myself delivering books. Although I guess I would roll my eyes at that too. You always have to think about a job in terms of worst case scenarios. Home delivering so many copies of what like Transformers? Glenn Beck books. Is he the guy who stinks still? I'm now working in a toll booth. I feel like I have seen the worst of it and thats a relief. Matt is now a doctor of pharmacy or pharmaceuticals? Whatever it is worst case he could kill someone. I would probably kill someone. I've already messed up collecting 1.25 in nearly every conceivable way. The worst part about having a menial job other than the shame it brings upon your parents is that it works its way into your dreams. I used to dream about delivering food to Jacksonville all the time. Now, literally, on the first day of work I'd already dreamed about people being too far away from the booth, about forgetting an envelope full of money after I've made a deposit. I'm sure I'll do that eventually too. It's there in the distance like a black cloud. Like MacDuff's forest coming for Macbeth.

I used to somewhat collect thoughts until they spilt forth into a large livejournal post maybe every week or two weeks. I guess I kind of have that but its now on a gigantic scale and can only spill forth in something that would cost hundreds of thousands if not millions of dollars and be so incredibly fragile that decades of work could vanish with no effort, with a breath. It's an enormous gamble with horrible odds. I have no additional comment.

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billyblandlegs
Music is thrilling because it was Man's best case for Time. We invented Time and when it became more apparent that what we thought of as Time wasn't real we learned to love music even more. It was our ideal. We were given this new revelatory information and we just didn't like it. We knew it was true but we just said no. And playing music is even more thrilling because you are literally ice skating on the back of a dragon on top of a rollercoaster!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Literally.

When your hands are in cold water they become numb and painful. Then you dip them under hot water from the faucet and you can feel your bones and your muscles and your fingerprints again. If you leave them there or take a hot shower microscopic holes in your skin will open up and make you more porous. Holy cow!

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billyblandlegs


I was driving out of the Palmetto Country (or through it), towards the Sea, listening to Loretta Lynn on my way to see Loretta Lynn and a rocket ship shot up in front of me on its way to space. Sometimes it feels like Florida got to the future before everyone else and then sat around and broke it. It's like an alternate future. Not THE future, but like in Back to the Future II when they went to 1985A, where everyone's homeless everything's burning. Except here everything has just been left behind. Or everyone is very quiet.

I ordered a book from the Seminole( People's Official Webstore) and they sent me a full New York Times Sunday Edition-size newspaper called the SEMINOLE TRIBUNE. "Voice of the Unconquered" it says. I put it on my dining room table, next to the fish sauce from Vietnam Town. A mass migration of Vietnamese refugees of Colonial horror came to Orlando and settled in Colonialtown. Talk about "can't catch a break!" Actually they are doing just fine. I guess. Actually I have no idea. Are they all sad? I doubt that. Are some of them? Sure, some would have to be.

I've been watching a 13 part PBS documentary about Vietnam on Marisa's iPod while I drive (insider delivery driver jargon for "work"); I am fortunate to live in Orlando because it makes learning about Vietnam very visceral. I was between orders (i.d.d.j., "orders") and I was sitting behind the incongruously named Boston Bakery (a Vietnamese sub shop) eating a banh mi sandwich, the fresh baked baguette with butter and liver pate, pickled vegetables, cilantro and leaf-steamed pork, and other stuff, thinking how this sandwich happened for the same reasons a lot of really horrific things happened. Did Vietnamese people think, like, butter and French bread were good ideas or did French people really push those things on them? "We are here to rule you. Here's butter, here's bread, start figuring out new sandwiches." Are these jokes?

I have that Seminole Tribune on the dining room table. It's a card table but it was my great-grandfather's and he has his name and address written underneath it. He was an immigrant. He switched countries. That must have been something else. It's covered with a really nice looking green Colonial America looking table cloth but its really just a shower curtain and it may or may not be covered in mildew. I'm pretty sure I washed it all off. We have dirty wood floors and I'm looking at that Seminole Tribune and the fish sauce and the ceiling is real low and the light is real harsh. It's an old chandelier and it's really harsh light and junky. It doesn't have a dimmer or anything it just plugs into the crumbling wall outlet with no cover. But its a chandelier nonetheless.

What I'm doing now is a strategy. To avoid accomplishing something or in order to accomplish something?

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