s it weird how amused I was when I got the the word moist, knowing how many people just shudder and squick the fuck out at that word? I LOVE the word moist, so many amazing things in life are moist, for instance . . . good cake.
I met him and thousands like him when lived in San Francisco from 1965 -1970. I was in my incredibly stupid,naitve, immature twenties. Mostly, all I did was write poems and stories, eat at incredibly cheap diners, watch the influx of "foreign films" that began around 1960 ( in NYC they had a station that showed "The Million Dollar Movie" every day of the week for a week so if you dug a film you could watch it SEVEN TIMES which I immersed myself in from my freshman high school year to leave for college and was treated to an incredible outofschool course in American history and cultur through some very intense social isssue films from the thirties includng " I Am A Fugitive From A Chain Gang" with the monumental Yiddish stage actor aul Muni; "They Made Me A Criminal" with the amazing John Garfield, another Jewish actor who also top billed in "The Fallen Sparrow" a Spanish Ciivl War veteran pursed by fascist thugs, "Body and Soull" by the fine director Robert Rossn and one of the greatest boxing films of all time' and the films from Europe and Japan including the epical Rashomon by the world class direcot Akiro Kur acosawa, the antifascist classic about the resistance in Italy in WWII "Open City" with one o the great a ctressesof the twentieth century Anna Magnani, and cthe astonshingly SAD film La Strada by Federico Fellini about a brooding strongman and his whimsical girlfriend heading for a seaside tragedy ( and nofilmmakers used the seaside lke the Italians). I became a much better writer by watching films, particuarly some ofthe "film noir mysteries' wth such jaded detectives as Garfield or Humphrey Bogart or Richard Conte or Geroge Raft signing into a seedy hotel.
"I want a clean room and keep it simple,clean sheets, blanket."
another movie...wow
SAG would not dig all the contact. 🤡
He should become a runner instead.
There's a new story idea.
s it weird how amused I was when I got the the word moist, knowing how many people just shudder and squick the fuck out at that word? I LOVE the word moist, so many amazing things in life are moist, for instance . . . good cake.
I like it too. And I like that it creeps people out
delightfully twisted
Thank you. That's exactly what I was going for
Well, that explains a lot
Hahaha hahaha hahaha... not sure what
I met him and thousands like him when lived in San Francisco from 1965 -1970. I was in my incredibly stupid,naitve, immature twenties. Mostly, all I did was write poems and stories, eat at incredibly cheap diners, watch the influx of "foreign films" that began around 1960 ( in NYC they had a station that showed "The Million Dollar Movie" every day of the week for a week so if you dug a film you could watch it SEVEN TIMES which I immersed myself in from my freshman high school year to leave for college and was treated to an incredible outofschool course in American history and cultur through some very intense social isssue films from the thirties includng " I Am A Fugitive From A Chain Gang" with the monumental Yiddish stage actor aul Muni; "They Made Me A Criminal" with the amazing John Garfield, another Jewish actor who also top billed in "The Fallen Sparrow" a Spanish Ciivl War veteran pursed by fascist thugs, "Body and Soull" by the fine director Robert Rossn and one of the greatest boxing films of all time' and the films from Europe and Japan including the epical Rashomon by the world class direcot Akiro Kur acosawa, the antifascist classic about the resistance in Italy in WWII "Open City" with one o the great a ctressesof the twentieth century Anna Magnani, and cthe astonshingly SAD film La Strada by Federico Fellini about a brooding strongman and his whimsical girlfriend heading for a seaside tragedy ( and nofilmmakers used the seaside lke the Italians). I became a much better writer by watching films, particuarly some ofthe "film noir mysteries' wth such jaded detectives as Garfield or Humphrey Bogart or Richard Conte or Geroge Raft signing into a seedy hotel.
"I want a clean room and keep it simple,clean sheets, blanket."
"Sir, this is t a first class place."
"I know. You change the roaches every week."
Wow.
Something I did not know about and even now not certain about how to feel about it.
Very enlightening, I’m sure it’s for real. Enjoyed
I've been convinced for years that anything can be a fetish.
Wow. Think that I probably have met him.
Whew
Disturbingly harmless...great description!