Dispatches from a second story bedroom

pot kettle black

Before I understood who Gloria Steinem was, I was watching this on television. Oh man remember when Kirstie and Delta were both walking that ED tightrope? You'd like to thank your parents for how you turned out or became the amazing adult that you are today because of them, but you watch a little youtube and realize how formative the idiot box was. I sat in front of that television a lot.

Mad Men Recap:

Really Lane? You think your Dumbledoric dad is going to be understanding of your "relationship" with that sweet little negrita? I'm not saying you needed or deserved a cane whipping, but there are plenty of things my grown ass doesn't share with my parents because it's just not worth the hassle. Who takes their dad to the Playboy Club anyway? Someone cruisin' for a bruisin', that's who.

Don and his fucking secretaries, so over it. I knew we'd have to deal with her after the Pond's inquisition and felt doomed to look upon her French extracted visage when Sally took a tumble last episode. Jane Siegel part deux. Barf.

Fecund ladies (mothers) in floral prints. So obvious. Yet Trudy was looking wan and greasy and not in a floral this episode. Stillborn! Calling it. Or maybe worse, she hemorrhages in childbirth and becomes Jeff Winger's full time jailbait freak. I just crossed streams, keep up.

Working women in geometric prints and stripes. We get it, they're not soft and yielding. I know this was part of the fashion of the time but Joan went 7 episodes not wearing a floral dress only scarves and wore several color block dresses over and over until she fucked Roger against that dirty stoop. Then shazaam p.g. and a whole wardrobe of floral dresses I'd never seen before. Also, three abortions Joan, really? Not to get all Judge Judy but y'know, I know it's not Greg's but you're what? 34 and a half? Old Balls, hey, keep Roger's second love child. He's a child, so why not have his?

But the most major thing, Maureen Cummings as someone's mom at that clinic. So major.

All the women in this show keep getting kicked in the box. I'm kind of over it. Erasure agrees.

I see what you're doing and I have to say I'm disappointed.

 

Open Letter to iTunes Store,

Listen iTunes, I don't want to be a cry-baby but when you pay 35 bucks for a specific program it should be at the verrrrrrrry least available to watch, in your current time zone, as it broadcasts. Scratch that, it should be available at or before EDT broadcast since we're paying for specific content. 

It is the only show I pay for. I don't even pay for HBO shows, you dicks. I could get half a cable package for the cost of this single show. I thought Apple had this sort of shit figured out. I tried to do the right thing by not illegally downloading because I love this show and foolishly thought it mattered. Wanton illegal downloading continues due to this obvious contempt for your customer.

It should not take over an hour to download, even if it is in HD, whatever that means to someone watching on a laptop. Make that a download option, I can re-watch in HD on Monday evening or later, whenever I'm not after NEW CONTENT. I shouldn't have to stay up until 4 am to watch Mad Men on Monday morning and pay to do so.I have taken to watching shitty streams on the internet whenever possible to reclaim the 5 hours of my life/sleep. I am not into having a sado-masochistic relationship with my mp3 software. I feel abused by you every week. Never again iTunes. I am going to illegally download next season because you've taken such delight in stepping all over my dick. Fuck your mother.

Also the 'Inside Mad Men' breakdowns should not load before the entire episode. I don't need the episode recap before the actual episode. Are your people in Cupertino on drugs? 

oh no, I need a body bag

Ugh internet, sometimes you run across people doing things that make you feel like a hack loser who should not even bother sucking up all the oxygen in you own apartment even though you pay rent on the air. Some people I admire, some people are aspirational, and some people just feel like me on Adderall, but y'know, forever. I feel like the Wooooo blog when I'm slightly drunk, which is to say, brilliant. You did not seriously post R.B Greaves' "Take a Letter Maria," like it was no big deal. Who are you? 

It's like this motherfucker is in my brain or we had some past life regression session and together we are one forever and ever. Amen. I can totally see myself going Hedwig over this situation. Maybe I just need a Balance bar? I am hungry. My brain is bummed by his balls outness that only serves to highlight my own repressed cray-cray. No more!  I am yours forever Jason Crombie. You complete me. 

Signed,

P.H.

scots do it with knives

there were blue flames burning the sheets of his bed

Susan Meiselas is the Diane Arbus of our times. I love this set from a book called Pandora's Box. The décor is so Versailles-cum-Paris, Texas with a twist of Guccione's Caligula.

a long way down

Charles Anastase S/S 2011

This is my nightmare. It's a kitten sneeze away from an ankle fracture and a nip slip all in one. Those shoes are OOC. Who am I kidding, I call nip slip already. Those things are taped or I've just forgotten how perky 18 is was. 

the smell of death surrounds you

Roquette Rockers ph: Ken Pate

I keep dozens upon dozens of tabs open and am just cleaning out my browser for your amusement/amazement. In case you missed them or don't surf my brainwaves, this fantastic blog posted them about a month ago. Another French motorcycle blog posted different ones from the same mythic book back in March. There isn't much information on the internet otherwise. I emailed my librarian friend, we'll see what he turns up, he's a genius book bloodhound. 

These photos are just the sort of inspiration I need for my LA junkie boots. I have no problems looking like a Gun Club groupie. 

a feeling I can't hide

Have this Sloan song internet.  It is from a Japanese import, very rare. It is my first offering of the new equinox. Jesus fuck it's 4 am and I am wired for sound and watching Suspect, starring Cher and Dennis Quaid.

mental freezedom

Goodbye summer, I'll hardly miss you.

Mutinous Bounty

 

   

   

 

 Financial Times' How To Spend It ph: Yuval Hen

I love an editorial that doesn't make me think of commerce and Blackglama mink coats but just makes me dream about transmuting.