The Hills have Eyes

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http://www.eyesonthehills.com/

I’ve been watching trailers for this film for the past two days and I just can’t describe how completly stupid this film looks. Although, it’s a remake of the ’77 Wes Craven film which was also not so good but for god’s sake. There are very few things more retarded than radiation growth movies as a plot generating topic. However, this film has decided to bash New Mexico as well.

To that I can only say, that maybe New Mexico (with the exception of Santa Fe) may be spared from colonization from the new American urbanism for another 15 seconds.

On a more humorous note, my weekend was spent working a movie that was filmed in my house. It was fun and the people were very respectful, as well as attractive.

Also, there was no ricin in Moore-Hill and we are still safe…for now. Scare-mongers!!!

blogger jacking

To the untrained eye, it may have just appeared taht my blog was going its normal unfarrowed way, however for the past week - I've been locked out.

Finally back online, I will relish my freedom of speach more heartily.

Song of 27

Though I may be miles away from her,
with years that pass without a word,
I’ve never seen a moon so high,
her name hangs down from there tonight.

So put your little hand away.
I’ve seen such needy days before.
On nights light this, my hope returns,
though I may be miles away from her.

A locket just for good luck
& a pocket knife for long night,
& a sleepy little dreamer,
with still miles to go.

27 take me home,
& pore that last year down my throat.
The days will fade and the nights will burn,
though I may be miles away from her.

I see her in the doorway,
staring a hole right though it all,
the first of many fits, and the last one was
man, the last one was.

So check your lock and close your eyes.
When you wake up I’ll be alright.
Never tell them where it hurts
& keep you bullet safe inside.

The wind has wept and the sky has slurred
& we slept through the sunrise too
& I’m dreaming still, of who we were.
Though, I may be miles away from her.

Mexico Pre-Valentines Day

Terracing the street, in boxes of transparent cellophane, these temporary pharos strut across my little Mexican plaza. The plastic skins, decorated with hearts, roses and ribbons sugar the gift boxes to "los novios". Each, its own tribute to both its future recipient and the small stuffed object at the core of this shrine: a fuzzy red puppy dog, pink heart or desperate teddy bear.

I imagine the little ones ripping into these perfect boxes in search of the love of their fathers and mothers. I imagine the grandparents who give these elaborate bobbles as their own present and those who send them on behalf of parents absent or gone. I imagine the jealousy of those who must watch in want of the box that will never come. I imagine the saving of the young man being doled out in hopes these new feeling of his will be returned. I imagine and I am sad for all of them.

Trying to Remember to Post

A new year! I will try to post more frequently now that the horror of 2005 is done and away. And so, my next building. Take a look. And to answer your first question, the colors are not representative of anthing yet.

My Morning Jacket

I needed it most, when I was eighteen.
But now that im older, I don't need many things.
Just someone to hold, that's what you give me.
When dark touches your skull baby,
Aw babe you can drop that on me.
So I say lord, all the heavens you've made,
Cant hold back the ghosts that haunt my baby and me.
Oh cant ye hold em back, form comin on in,
To a lovely woman, that jus wans her mind back again.
I cannot crumble, what you want this to be.
Or bring peace of mind, if it aint there to see.
Aw if you don't know yourself, how could you ever know me.
But to have and to hold you, yeah that's the way its gotta be.

Bad Holiday for Celebrity Deaths

First him,



















now this..



















The chemically dependant are dropping like flies.

Puppy Injured, No hound to release.

As A Remembrance: 12/12/05,

To all those I was hoping to be in contact with today for various reasons: I will talk to you later.

I am at the animal hospital. Pearl charged a dog and broke free the fence at the Red River house and ran full steam into a car. I will be at the hospital for the next few hours at least or as long as it takes.

Initial reports are good. She was limping and loosing hair due to the shock. She had a small abrasion on her right back foot and a large scratch on her shoulder. She had blood in her mouth and that is the worst of it right now.

I will keep you posted as to the status and please be patient with my replies.


-and later-

I think my little girl is alright. The vet gave her back to me with the same black tread mark across her shoulder, very sore, slightly sluggish puppy who is a little drugged-up. She has no broken bones and they don't think her internals have any damage. She's clearly very shaken up and keeps trembling. The patient is currently snoring loudly at my feet. I still have her blood on my close and I'm sure I was freaking out when I took her to the Vet.

On a weird note, the Vet and her speech impaired assisted did say ask me what about my blood type.

"A-Positive", I told them, "but why do you need to know that?"
Well, after a few hmms and a gaggle of haws and even a longer time staring at the floor, the bald stammering Vets assistant yelped at me, " we tested Pearl and found out that she is expecting a litter of Muppies".

My jaw dropped. I asked the Vet and her slack jawed assistant, "What on gods earth is a 'Muppy'?"

The 50-somthing grey haired granola Vet lady explained to me, "A muppy is a man-puppy". She went on to describe that "Some man, a HUman, has been having sex with your dog and has gotten her pregnant. The only thing we know is that his blood type is type-O".

Then, she kinda stepped back and glared at me. And as one of her eyebrows arched and the corner of her mouth began to curl she grunted " it ain't right to have sex with an DOG".

I quickly paid Pearl's bill cash and left before they got their pitchforks out and chased me down the street with the rest of the angry villagers.

So, I need to have a difficult conversation with Mark tonight.

Thank you all for your concern about Pearl. For those of you whom have not met her she would like to say "thank you". For those who know her well, she asked me to tell you, "woof, woof woof, gurgle, gurgle wheeeh".

Last minute gift Ideas

Anyone want to go in halvies and open a studio with me?

http://austin.craigslist.org/msg/108942788.html

Good press for Architects

long time no post

The Ice Storm of '05.

Leper on the plane

OK, so flying coach was not as bad as I remember it. IT WAS WORSE. Last night on my flight, the guy dozed off and slept so I pulled out my camera and go to shoot the shot of his screwed up flipper. His other hand was worse but I was afraid my fellow passengers would rat me out.

Fresca

Your in love with someone, you know them for years and then, then they change. But you have to allow them their space. Fresca, of which I have been the lead proponant for years has now evolved from Sparkling Citrus (grapefruit) to Blackcherry Citrus and Peach Citrus. As if the new lable wasn't enough I haven't even had these new flavors yet. However, I can tell you that it will only be a matter of time.

Oh, and one more thing. FRESCA RULEZ (thats right with a "z").

And if you haven't tried FRESASCAPE you haven't really used Al Gore's internet.

PS monkey will you call me back when you have time.

such a stange bolt

For the first time in my life I can not speak honestly about everything I'd like too. Time will turn this at my discretion or an others. We will see. Blog's are just to public. (whatever)


But in any event, I’m totally enamored by one of the America's old allies. Who was both the last person to be offered a Dukedom by the British Crown as well as being the first person to be offer a honorary citizenship in the US? Did you guess or did you click on the link? HERE HE IS!

And for grins a picture of a dog. - dig the beard!

Happy Birthday PS, I love you

What can you say that history hasn't already said. Happy 65th.














Also, Steve Gadd was honored at the American Drummers Achievement Awards on Saturday, September 13, 2003. I thought you'd like to know.

NY Subway Scare

Ok, I miss the hell out of NY somedays but this is not one of them. When I picked up CNN's lead this morning about the Subway I thought back to a dozen cocktail conversation that I've had with as many people about the indefensabilty of the subway system and the awesome damage it could cause.

With 490 Subway stations, 4.8 million riders per day and 685 miles of track, 443 of which are underground the mere logistics of the track make it indefensible. My hopes and thoughts goto the people of NYC and the innocents everywhere for that matter. However having been through the post 9/11 personal searches, I'd put my money on the other guys ability to get something through.

It also dawned on me today that with all the dozens of pictures I have of NYC and all the time I spent there I don't have very few photos of a subway.

Jim Reeves

Have you ever listed to a song a hundred times but never really heard it.

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone.
Let's pretend that we're together, all alone.
I'll tell the man to turn the juke box way down low,
And you can tell your friend there with you he'll have to go.
Whisper to me, tell me do you love me true,
Or is he holding you the way I do?
Tho' love is blind, make up your mind, I've got to know,
Should I hang up, or will you tell him he'll have to go?
You can't say the words I want to hear
While you're with another man,
If you want me, answer "yes" or "no,"
Darling, I will understand.
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone.
Let's pretend that we're together, all alone.
I'll tell the man to turn the juke box way down low,
And you can tell your friend there with you he'll have to go.

IT'S LOS GRAPADORAS BIRTHDAY

My blog is a year old today. And what a rollercoaster this year has been. So to celebrate I've been working on my boat, designing two different houses, wearing a silly hat and so forth.

For a visual aide, I will attach one of my favorite pictures from NYC. Also hello to Matt and Maggie. Congratulations on your one year anniversary and may you have many happy years together.

I will also attach a story I like from the ONION:

Adult-Entertainment Industry Donates $100,000 In Charity Sex To Hurricane Victims

VAN NUYS, CA—Citing the need for a "nationwide outpouring of love," the American Adult Entertainment Foundation announced Monday that it will donate $100,000 worth of charity sex to the victims of Hurricane Katrina. "We have truckloads of willing, wild, and wet porn-industry professionals heading to refugee centers right now to take it in every hole from Katrina survivors," said AAEF spokeslut Vivica Vixxxen. "We're ready for a no-holes-barred orgy of disaster-relief action." Vixxxen added: "Of course, we'll wait until the victims are rehydrated and rested up enough to manage it."

Austin City Limits

Various Photos from ACL and the people I saw there.


Bike City








the crowd








robert earl keen, jr









wilco







Mark







Jet












Lyle Lovette











Bob Mould






Carrie & Mark






the gang

Dee

M & D in Wellington