Showing posts with label Kathleen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kathleen. Show all posts

26 November 2010

The Battle at Vladivostok

The majority of November has gone without any updates to this blog and that is for a number of reasons including, but not limited to:


  • Fallout: New Vegas
  • Paisley Descartes
  • Writers block
  • Disenchantment
  • Debilitating stomach flu

But above all it's that there is really nothing to note.  I was going to try to review the new Kanye West and Jamiroquai albums.  By the time I got around to it both had been released and super saturated onto the interwebs and I lost my erection.  I did just get my hands on Daft Punk's TRON soundtrack but I've yet to give it a listen.

In summation, I've been sitting around looking like a homeless man that happens to have a house that he won't leave.  I wake up and run a comb partially through my unkept hair.  I romanticize my current look as that of a latter day Marvin Gaye:



You know.  The bad ass unshaven 70's soul brotha look.  Unfortunately in my case it turns out moreso like this:


Yep.  That's me sitting on the floor as I type this.  On a Friday night no less.  Maybe I'll muster up some gusto and leave the house tonight but seeing as how comfortable I am here next to my space heater with a tumbler of Sangria the odds are getting slimmer by the moment.
What caused this disenchantment? This lethargy?  This complete lack of enthusiasm about anything?  I don't know and I'm not gonna think about it.  I'm just gonna think about how badly I want Marvin's skull cap as pictured above.  Or Jack Nicholson's in 'One Flew Over The Cookoo's Nest'.  I think that's what I'm going for this winter.  I haven't owned a winter hat or coat in over a decade.  I primarily wear my dad's vintage brown leather and smoker friendly gloves (I don't smoke).

This entry should have ended long ago.  Perhaps next time I'll prepare something on a topic of some sort.  Or not.  Deal with it.  Since this seems to be a very 70's entry I'll leave you with a photo of Kathleen Cleaver simply because it's awe inspiring just as she is.  And I love a woman with an afro.  That I do.





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