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I did it! Wow what a nice shirt ^_^
What a sweet T! I hear Sweat Records in Miami has some for cheap! 13$?!
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I did it! Wow what a nice shirt ^_^
What a sweet T! I hear Sweat Records in Miami has some for cheap! 13$?!
30 years ago today Philip K. Dick was found unconscious in his apartment in Santa Ana, California as the result of a stroke. He never regained consciousness and died on March 2cnd 1982.
I’m selling some postcards I designed on ebay over the next couple of weeks to celebrate his life, work, and vision. All proceeds go to a great little charity called Read A Story which reads books to kids and them gives them a copy of the book to share with their family and friends.
*****ATTENTION!!!******WHORING AND SELF PROMOTION ***** DEAD AHEAD! *****DANGER!***** LOOK OUT! *****
The new black t-shirts are so black that they are the absence of light and the full spectrum of color. They are the Aplha and Omega. The ying and the yang. A banana daquari and a great white shark. They cost $18 shipped to your door. If you want to ad a and set (12) of single author postcards that’ll set ya back $23 american. I gotsa pay/pal button on my blog.
Canada & International ad $7 because, unlike myself, the post don’t run on butterfly kisses and mescaline.
Thank you for your time and support.
I couldn’t decide which T-shirt I wanted to print so I’m gonna do all four on one. The Four Kings of Literature! If you want one of these in time for the holidays they’re on a heavyweight preshrunk ring-spun white cotton T. For $20 total, I’ll even throw in a signed book and a dozen postcards featuring the individual author pics.
Free shipping and plastic vampire teeth for tumblr friends. Check out my blog if you want a set. I have a paypal button and article with more details Message me if you still have questions.
Warm regards & pudding - Jade Bos VP of Lewd Pony Industries
The King of Diamonds - Philip K. Dick
“…today we live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groups—and the electronic hardware exists by which to deliver these pseudo-worlds right into the heads of the reader, the viewer, the listener. Sometimes when I watch my eleven-year-old daughter watch TV, I wonder what she is being taught. The problem of miscuing; consider that. A TV program produced for adults is viewed by a small child. Half of what is said and done in the TV drama is probably misunderstood by the child. Maybe it’s all misunderstood. And the thing is, Just how authentic is the information anyhow, even if the child correctly understood it? What is the relationship between the average TV situation comedy to reality? What about the cop shows? Cars are continually swerving out of control, crashing, and catching fire. The police are always good and they always win. Do not ignore that point: The police always win. What a lesson that is. You should not fight authority, and even if you do, you will lose. The message here is, Be passive. And—cooperate. If Officer Baretta asks you for information, give it to him, because Officer Beratta is a good man and to be trusted. He loves you, and you should love him.
So I ask, in my writing, What is real? Because unceasingly we are bombarded with pseudo-realities manufactured by very sophisticated people using very sophisticated electronic mechanisms. I do not distrust their motives; I distrust their power. They have a lot of it. And it is an astonishing power: that of creating whole universes, universes of the mind. I ought to know. I do the same thing. It is my job to create universes, as the basis of one novel after another. And I have to build them in such a way that they do not fall apart two days later. Or at least that is what my editors hope. However, I will reveal a secret to you: I like to build universes which do fall apart. I like to see them come unglued, and I like to see how the characters in the novels cope with this problem. I have a secret love of chaos. There should be more of it. Do not believe—and I am dead serious when I say this—do not assume that order and stability are always good, in a society or in a universe. The old, the ossified, must always give way to new life and the birth of new things. Before the new things can be born the old must perish. This is a dangerous realization, because it tells us that we must eventually part with much of what is familiar to us. And that hurts. But that is part of the script of life. Unless we can psychologically accommodate change, we ourselves begin to die, inwardly. What I am saying is that objects, customs, habits, and ways of life must perish so that the authentic human being can live. And it is the authentic human being who matters most, the viable, elastic organism which can bounce back, absorb, and deal with the new.”
- Philip K. Dick
A rough sketch I did for A Scanner Darkly by Philip K. Dick
Andy Reid to star in new ABC sit-com, Clock Management.
A new show written by Jade Bos, who also penned Hookers or Cake. It will be “A fresh ensemble comedy about the individual struggle for love and acceptance.” It centers on Andy, the role written with Reid in mind, as a optimistic but socially retarded football coach who, after his most recent firing and divorce, moves from Philadelphia to LA to coach a new NFL team. Hi-jinks ensue when Andy moves in with his niece and her 2 beautiful roommates who all happen to work in the adult entertainment industry.
A unnamed source at ABC said the pilot not only contains a “ton of huge laughs” but culminates with Reid performing a “tearful Shakespearean soliloquy” in front of a bathroom mirror. “Its truly epic in scope,” said the source.
Just a few of Reid’s “fun” character traits
Perhaps ABC has finally found a suitable replacement for LOST?