Here is the statistical map of what causes the deaths of people.

A weird fact that I didn’t know, did you?

Today is the day to plan ahead for Thanksgiving - if you are planning to pig out at a feast of delectables, than Wednesday is the day to pig out in order to stretch your stomach - this will give you the capactity to engorge all of the entrees AND still have room for desert.

So if you want to read a cool living blogger, Lucinda Michele who has written for the Coagula Magazine is now a Los Angeles Metroblogger.

She was at the LA Alternative Magazine until they went under.

If I am not the last zine will someone else turn out the lights when the web eats it all up?

The new James Bond flick gets my seal of approval.
A great action movie, a great Bond movie and a great POKER movie.

Saw two art shows in two days … The Magritte Show at LACMA is pretty corporate - Michael Govan got Lexus to cough up sponsorship bucks in exchange for putting one of their cars on the sidewalk in front of the museum - primo advertising space on the crowded Wilshire corridor. The show itself is a walk down blue chip lane with every big name in the museum’s collection plopped right next tow a Magritte, screaming SEE WE MATTER. A lot of it is overcrowded overkill with Mike Kelley and Ed Ruscha showing up on the walls of a party they just don’t fucking belong at, disappearing into inconsequence in a gallery setting camouflaged as fun.

The LACMA cannot be faulted for milking the historic importance of the THIS IS NOT A PIPE painting in its permanent collection. The Louvre has the Mona Lisa, LACMA has history’s alleged first conceptual painting. And they milk it like a cow sentenced to flood the valley or die trying.

Tonight I saw two shows in Hermosa Beach - one at the LA Art Assoc’s Mike Napoliello Gallery and the other at the Gallery C - these two spaces are a short walk from each other. Jen Cielo’s drawings were the highlight of the LAA exhibit and Jennifer Poon’s tragic expressionist portraits were the heavy, dramatic highlights of Gallery C’s show - the Poon drawings a re large anti-anime anti-cutesy renderings of a recurring psychologically (and occasionally physically) scarred character. It is like a “fuck you” to the Takashi Murakami sinking ship.

Two good days of art in a row - I will try for three on Friday afternoon … stay tuned!

It is official…

A Burrito is NOT a Sandwich.

The country is safe.

So I am browsing google maps and decide to take a gander at the house in which I grew up - in La Mirada, spent my first 17 years, and lookie there, there is a RED TRUCK parked on the lawn - isn’t that the one i went and picked up from that very house earlier this year? It was not parked on the lawn when I got it, so google maps is looking a little out of date. My sister still lives there, she handed me the keys and the thing was in the driveway.

The truck is running fine. No pictures of it parked on my current lawn (which is an asphalt parking lot) taken from outer space just yet…

It hit like 94 degrees today. Cookin’.

The reception for the Kinkade show was great. Lotta people, a good time, and great response to the exhibit.

If you are sick of saccharine Americana, this show is for you.

Otherwise, the # of projects on which I am working seems to grow every time I finish up an issue of the magazine. But this time it seems like after doing the show and the most recent issue of the mag, there is a bit of a breather. Dead time, no idea of what to do. I’ve got unfinished novels and other plans, but those are almost abstractions, roads not traveled, or imagined, routed and mapped, then shelved.

Eat and write. And especially today… stay cool.