Positivity & a Bunch of Dreams

Got another distro order today.  Starting to feel like things are looking up despite the fact that the word on the street is digital download earnings for music across the board were down for the third quarter from the second quarter of this year.  I’m looking at my paperwork & the way I’ve restructured the label to have lower costs & I really feel good about things.

Melissa Gardner (xo) asked me about publishing her next solo mini-comic.  I suppose it is about time that I started doing this kind of thing.  Haven’t gotten into the details of format & sizes yet.  We’ll see what happens.  I’m willing to help my friends not lose money as long as I’m not losing money.

Finally started a little work on my “glamour kisses” mini-comic project.  Not sure exactly where it’s headed.  The first story is just really pretty assassin type fair.  But I’m hoping if I just pound them out I will get some actually really interesting stories out.

Watched Starship Troopers 3 on YouTube in ten minute chunks.  I personally enjoyed it.  I liked that you finally get to see the main technology of the novel in the third installment of the franchise & even then for just ten minutes.  I can’t say it was good, but it was better than part two.  It’s maybe a good movie in the same way Return of the Living Dead Part 3 is a good movie.  There’s a good movie hiding in their that didn’t quite make it out….

Last Night’s Dreams (I think I have a higher than average amount of hotel dreams):
My brother is playing tennis.  His ex-wife (recently divorced from her second husband) shows up at the courts yelling at my brother that he still has a nice ass.  She has a box cutter in her hand as she is doing this.  He says to her through the fence, “Look you crazy bitch.  Leave me the fuck alone or I will take a knife & cut your throat open.”

I’m with this girl that I’m not quite sure how I’m associated with her (it is clearly not romantic from my side) & she’s trying to check into this hotel & get the special $25 rate.  The clerk (who looks like Nicholas Cage) says he wants to show her the room before he does the paperwork because she might not like it.  We go up the stairs to the third floor & there’s a little gate he opens with a keycard so we can get to the fourth floor.  There is only one room on the fourth floor & the ceiling of it is around 5’2″, but the girl is probably about 4’10″.  I tell her, “Your short, you should love this room.”

I’m on tour with PD Wilder.  Both of us have our cell phones broken in such a way that we can’t get in touch with each other & we’re separated at a hotel & I’m the only one with the room key.  I don’t know what to do so I go to the room.  The room is like one of those really weird to me euro hotels where their is no wall separating the bathroom from the rest of the room.  Where the fuck are we touring?

I’m running late getting ready for a show opening for Rollerball.  The town is defnitely a town that I live in, but not Raleigh.  Maybe Seattle?  I don’t want to fuck things up, because it is a good money gig that I lined up for them, but I literally smell bad & need to take a shower & that will make me even later.

I’m sitting at home & I look on top of my TV & there are two copies of the Criterion Collection Lon Cheney Box Set that includes Laugh Clown Laugh.  Where did the second copy come from?  Who the hell am I living with?

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