Pseudologia Fantastica

I came to realize that I know of 3 mythomaniacs in my surroundings.

One I'm related to and not a whole lot can be done about that.

Another I dated in high school.

Sophomore year I asked him to submit some poems for a zine and instead of writing something original, he copied out a bunch of Sonic Youth songs onto index cards in purple sparkly pen and passed them off as his own. Because our older brothers imparted differing tastes in alternative music to us, I was never very familiar with the band's oeuvre and didn't make the connection. The zine was never made, but I kept the cards around. When I found them going through my stuff years later and showed them to his brother he cleared up the matter for me. It was embarrassing, but he was always so imaginative in his lying and kept enough distance from me that none of it ever hurt me. And that, to me, is and always has been, forgivable.

He crashes into my life from time to time and tells me amazing stories about epic insomnia, doctor visits, mysterious medical studies. Somehow, I always buy the 40s and we hang out on a random industrial stoop as he spins his yarns.

Did he ever throw up on that cop car when they tried to give him a ticket for skateboarding on the sidewalk? How bad is his bad knee? Snowboarding really pays his rent? Under-developed liver? An unprecedented talent in predicting female sexual fantasies? Aspiring erotica writer? And what exactly did he do to deserve the theft of his bike?

No idea.

The third is the most recent one.

A study on pathological liars found that their brains are physically different from other non-lying people. Too much white matter on the brain. In more ways than one.

broken music

This is a drawing/broken record composition by Milan Knizak.

Maria moves in next week.

chaos reigns

Saw von Trier's Antichrist.
It was probably the most entertaining movie-going experience I've had this year.
Von Trier claims making this movie pulled him out of a serious depression.
It was funny, There Will Be Blood bludgeoning in the bowling alley funny.

gettyimages beach

Evening At Gettyimages Beach from Andrew Steinmetz on Vimeo.

Help with seasonal depression c/o Andrew Steinmetz.

moya

shitty weather. shitty mood.
listening to prom music for the apocalypse through my headphones.
3:18

hippie hippie hoorah

Wong-Shing come and visit already. I need a pint glass of gin and tonic, extra limes, no ice.

bad photoshop

png. clipping paths. quick masks. is there anything i won't do on a rainy day?