Thursday, January 31, 2013

Babe Rainbow

The new Babe Rainbow is not like the old Babe Rainbow who is nothing like the original Babe Rainbow.

In a photo from the movie Time Rider (left to right)on the motorcycle actor Peter Coyote, DJ Charlie Z (of Out of Joint at the Joint fame), an unidentified extra, and the evil Internet troll Babe Rainbow.





























Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Santa Fe Style Ugly

The ugliest place in Santa Fe has to be the entrance to the Flea Market in the Railyard.


Friday, January 25, 2013

Phil Shiliro working for Tom Udall ... Double Snore.

Digital suicide isn't fun. But 'Reverting to draft' in Blogland is sometimes necessary. It's like a cool Kool-aid practice digital suicide, like getting ready for the big D ... DELETE.  With Fat Bill and Me I had to step back a number of times and revert to draft when things got too personal,  painful or because the anger was misdirected or because my wife told me to.   Anyway, IjJust now stowed away Schiliro for a for a week or so.  And now I bring Schiliro is back to life on the Internet wasteland. What a miracle.
President Obama with Phil Schiliro, his white hand man at the Righthouse.


I have a prologue and an epilogue to Schiliro  But I will take Will Shakespeare's advice about that when writing through a character, he said (no, please), "Leave your epilogue alone." But feel free to move on to Senator Tom U. Dull.

Tom Udall knock-knock Joke

"Knock-knock."
Tom Answers, "Who's there?"
"U.B."
"U.B. who?"
"U. B. Dull"

Wait a minute  I was going to go out and get the Santa Fe weakly slacker mush Reporter. I get very excited about their massage ads. They have a picture of Tom Udall on the cover ... there goes hard-on. I be white back.



Slackers



Thursday, January 17, 2013

Getting Digital Head

Some 49 of my first fifty hits on a blog I started were from "bots"... roBots I guess. And by some strange accidental and unintended confluence a line of words as blog file title, which I refuse to repeat, and an image (Bio Hazard) cross fertilized to attract 20 hits a day just giving my site digital head. These sex crazed roBots that followed the words are ten times as bad as the regular ugly, zombie, vampire and villain bots shown above.

Google and Google image search and sometimes youTube all give good digital head. Facebook makes me even more limp than normal.   ALERT ... SPAM AHEAD (sorry for the pun) when Jody Schiliro worked for Muckety: Mapping the Paths to Power and Influence I guess she did her own page. Muckety is like the new rip-off Facebook search ... a radiating graphs of connections; data collecting under the guise of social networking and all soon to be under U.N. controls.


 




Thursday, January 10, 2013

Super Joel Tornabene and other Friends

Some people are point in the X. That was Super Joel Tornabene, my late friend.

When Nacio Jan Brown's photo site about the Rag Theatre was complete and I visited my past ... my heart exploded.
Winnie holding Josh

Curtis Rossa

Brina

Adam

Groovy

Sunday

Max Shear
Jackie Leary


Bobby getting hair done

Monday, January 7, 2013

Wilderness Gate Sping


My wife and I had a knock-down-drag-out verbal argument dealing with my writings about Phil Schiliro and other neighbors in Wilderness Gate, Santa Fe.

I assured her I didn't do serious writing on the Internet. I was saving that for the book that no one would buy or care about.

More people care about what isn't shown from my blog than what is said in it. On the Internet it's like the 'Funny Pages' with more people looking at pictures than reading. And of the people that read, the majority of them just get mad.

Wilderness Gate, as an association, has never done a charitable act for any person or organization. Even Steve Flance had to enjoy my Celebration of Being White protest against Wilderness Gate turning into a 'gated' enclave.


I want to stop trashing my neighbor who take offense by either my writing about them or me not writing about them but I can't stop. It is my form of tough love.



Sunday, January 6, 2013

Digital Fire




My wife and I had a knock-down-drag-out verbal argument dealing with my writings about Phil Schiliro and other neighbors in Wilderness Gate, Santa Fe.

I assured her I didn't do serious writing on the Internet. I was saving that for the book that no one would buy or care about.

More people care about what isn't shown from my blog than what is said in it. On the Internet it's like the 'Funny Pages' with more people looking at pictures than reading. And of the people that read, the majority of them just get mad.

Wilderness Gate, as an association, has never done a charitable act for any person or organization. Even Steve Flance had to enjoy my Celebration of Being White protest against Wilderness Gate turning into a 'gated' enclave.

I want to stop trashing my neighbor who take offense by either my writing about them or me not writing about them but I can't stop. It is my form of tough love.


Thursday, January 3, 2013

Rahm Emanuel Gay truth and Google.

Am I allowed call Rahm Emanual gay if I admit to having sucked cock?  Charlie Rose was wonderful last night with snippets of interviews with people who died in 2012. Gore Vidal said it best "It doesn't matter what people think of you, what matters is what you think of them."

I get a lot hits on politician Ben Ray Lujan being gay but I get even more hits on Super Joel Tornabene, the gayest person I ever knew, and they are all about his politics.
The Lost Souls' Room with the former Chief of Police in attendance was remarkably candid for a public forum.  Long ago I realized if they wanted to get you they will.  On something sexual first or drug related or money or something ... but they would get you.  Dirty bathrooms, underage sex, political set-ups, planting evidence, what the fuck, what ever.

Sexual guilt runs the world.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Wilderness Gate Panty Fetish

Chatting in The Lost Souls' Room made me give up porn. But the chat room also made it clear the I had a pantie Fetish that luckily could easily be satisfied on Google image search or news stories. What is really perverted and twisted about me is I get aroused by placing mislabel photos on the Internet.  Even a blog of mine with less then one hundred total page views got the screen grab image to the right to be one of the top 5 photos on Google search for "Wilderness_Gate."

Of course, after a day or so somebody objected and the image came down. But when the robots at Google can't find images to match the words of the Google image search the robot will spew out any image file associated with those words of that image search. So when I posted a blog about Jody Schiliro Google filled the image search screen with all my fucking pictures from Fat Bill and Me.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Phil Schiliro's Hood

It's not him but the whole machine that makes me sick. I know he's a good guy but if you watched any of the 'fiscal cliff' shit on New Year's Eve TV you had to puke, hurl, up-chuck, vomit and/or blow lunch.

The Lost Souls' Room was filled with people the cared. Ohfuckyeah, cared about the self-made matrix. The politics of Phil and Jody Schiliro's Wilderness Gate and Phil and Jody Lenkoski Schiliro's Washington are just the same ... selective caring.

I hear Phil Schiliro is a super-hero environmentalist. His wife is obviously a sensitive artist film maker. Why don't they believe in Democracy? They don't, fuck it, they don't. I fucking don't anymore. Why should they and why should I care? I don't really care about anything but hits and having fun. That's about as honest as I can be. Ormaybebaby, it really is about the machine.