I've been mostly listening to 10,000 Days

In my head the matinee starts at 11:00AM. Right about the same time you realize that your half-full coffee cup has turned into two empty wine glasses and a fresh margarita. I look seriously and hard into the eyes of many wait-and-service people and request a Sunquist and Sudafed with a shot of espresso. I've gotten co-workers into loud verbal debates about heterosexual anal sex at inappropriate hours in front of families and what-not. I got all riled up by a couple of punk-ass nine year olds. They got lippy with me, and when I asked them if they'd ever gotten their asses kicked by a grown man, they tried to play it off like everything was "all good". But it wasn't. It wasn't all good. I hope they skin their knees and break their hostile little bones on curbs.

My new favorite photographer:



His photos look like a cross between an Aphex Twin video and some uber-hot gay porn about Cuban school boys (he is 28 and everyone in every picture is him). I can respect a man who makes awkward crowd scene self-portraits about himself.

Check out his site. It's got a lot of work up for your eyeball-tickling pleasure.
Anthony Goicolea