Today's most ironic story. And sure, I liked the abduction stuff, but her artwork at the Visionary Art Museum was way cool too. RIP Betty, your story kept me awake when I was 7 years old.
I loves the conspiracy theories; particularly those having to do with Presidential bulges. The latest idea is that Bush has suffered a stroke and is wearing a heart monitor.
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About the bulge - without a doubt something is going on!! I hope the more obvious images get wide exposure, and soon. Any info creating doubts about Bush might be the needed nudge to get him out of the way!!!
If his heart needs to be monitored during relatively short public appearances, he's shot! And any other explanation for "it" isn't any more comforting for those who for some ungodly/asinine reason are still undecided about the guy......Hopefully this rumor is taking off!!!!
I would buy the "earpiece" theory, except that he had nothing sharp, memorable, informative, or even mildly articulate to say in the debates. So if it was an earpiece, it was apparently either turned off, or was he receiving vocal cues from the 16-year-old cashier at my local grocery store.
Betty Hill---REACH FOR THE STARS!!!!!!
G.__ I just bet that you read this gentleman's tomes when you were a lad:
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0671299514/qid=1098314994/sr=1-4/ref=sr_1_4/104-1210333-5154301?v=glance&s=books
The color of smoked meat!
I bet there is a frozen mummy curse in the Alps. Old Helmut tried to escape but could not. 5,000 years from now a small child will come across his freeze dried corpse in a small pass and the cycle will begin anew...
And as for Bush,
http://www.thismodernworld.com/weblog/mtarchives/week_2004_10_10.html#001802
I don't recall ever reading Cohen's books as a child--I only remember being probed.
My favorite Spock episode...the one with the vengeful fake vomit! Ha. I knew Bush's twitchy mouth was evidence of some alien takeover.
Of course I post about the mummy curse and only THEN happen to notice the title of your post--DOH.
That book rocked me as a kid--it had the drawings by the Hills, by that sherrif from New Mexico and some weird carrot/mummy thing with spikes instead of facial features. One woman described looking out her suburban home living room window and seeing four or five small space suited men, their skin THE COLOR OF SMOKED MEAT, tapping glowing white sticks on the ground and floating upwards. I can recall those exact words from twenty years ago but cannot recall something from Harpers I just read a half hour ago. Creutz-Jacobsen whatever here I come!!!
I did read most of the Vollman article you liked but didn't like his style of writing too much--interesting but gave up on his ramblings. There's a great one in the new ish by Lapham about the Electoral College and a small bit about a nudist magazine's call to arms. Tried to read the cover story but couldn't get into it...
I love that Star Trek ep. too--but what am I saying I love ALL original episodes, that's why IO'm begging for the capsule set for xmas. That one particularly scared the SHIT out of me and I still feel icky about those fried eggs and the salt vampire ep. I love how at the end Bones "cures" Spock but, oh yeah, you're fucking blind now by the way. Huge dramatic pause--Spock looks like he's going to KILL Bones!! I mean it turns out to be temporary anyway but for a second--Oh Man!
Been meaning to post this for a while. Sorry to take up the space.
CABIN ESSENCE
Light the lamp and fire mellow cabin essence;
timely hello welcomes the time for a change.
Lost and found, you still remain there.
You’ll find a meadow filled with rain there.
I’ll give you a home on the range.
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
I want to watch you, windblown, facing waves of wheat
for your embracing. Folks sing a song of the grange.
Nestle in a kiss below there, the constellations ebb
and flow there and witness our home on the range.
Who ran the iron horse? Who ran the iron horse?
Have you seen the Grand Coulee workin’ on the railroad?
Over and over, the crow cries uncover the cornfield.
Over and over, the thresher and hover the wheat field.
Those Wilson lyrics remind me of Neil Young's stuff--like Pocohantas or Ontario or Don't Let it Bring You Down.
Or, I suppose, it should be vice-versa.
That meat description! Awesome. I used to inhale alien abductee books because of the astonishing creativity of the accounts, the strange symbologies, the variations on a theme. Betty Hill's watercolors at the VMA were really interesting--she drew herself as a young child being approached on a swingset by these guys who looked like the flying green dude from the late Flintstones episodes. They were really picturesque, almost quaint, but not badly done at all. Like suburbia gone completely off the rails.
The great Kazoo!!! The Dazz. Urbanite's alter ego!!!
Actually a fellow by the name of Van Dyke Parks wrote the lyrics for Smile--Brian Wilson did the music, he did the words...
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