Alright, from the get: testing to see if it's the special characters [ i.e., 'Witchspeak' ] that are servin' the F-You
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A-ha! S O R T E D , at last!
O.K., rather than rattle off some yawnsville list of additional excuses, I'm gonna jump right in with
The topic of GIF-Giving
“Make them [myself]”? Ha ha ha ha ha… Cute, but I can barely make my
bed, even.
Actually, I mine them whenever I’m scouring the web.
It’s a fairly recent obsession, though borders on unhealthy nonetheless.
Some I find via Photobucket—which is where I store my own collection :
Get GIFfy
[ it's public & bb, I share,
he-e-e-e-y . . .]
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Here's some for your 'Right-Click/Save-As' Action :
Ergh. Hurts my feelings they're not uniform in width, but I don't know how to alter that in BBC.
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Although other places I’ve found kühl ones include :
Dangerous Minds
Today and Tomorrow, &
Dump FM is
amazing… [ also :
Dump FM on Tumblr ]
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Alright now, foraging ahead to △ Ꝉ ☾ Ħ ƹ ṃ ¥ !
re: a comment above, the club wasn’t held in a hotel ‘
lobby’ in the traditional sense. I mean, I don't know about you, but the thought of that comes complete with images of people trudging through with luggage, a check-in desk, et cetera. In this case, Palihouse has a downstairs area with two bars, a kitchen, pool table, frocked chairs & all that foofy B.S.
Events are thrown there on a regular basis—award show after-parties, birthdays: sometimes it’s rented out; other times, a promoter works with the hotel.
Short of the long? Excluding one ‘outside issue’: yes, it went well. I wanted to do a club night that wasn’t like an actual ‘club,’ per se—on one hand,
because of all the years I worked in them; on the other, for friends of mine who don’t like going to clubs.
Because of the press △ Ꝉ ☾ Ħ ƹ ṃ ¥ generated [
Nightclub ‘Pick of the Week’ &
An Award-Type Thing I Was Given ] I was asked to do a weekly night at an actual
club club, but I passed. Among other things, I’m in the midst of two different book projects—one of which is an anthology, mentioned in case any of you Hex-Heads might have an interest [
full submission details are HERE ]
Note that I say "because of the press"... In other words, not bragging but rather the flip: there are events much better than mine; it's just a matter of what and whom gets covered.
On the tip of 'whom,' howevs: thanks again to those of you who made the trek to West Hollywood. [ It's not one I make very often, TBH! ] Lemme think—if memory serves me, there was an
△AIMON in das Haus, a
M¥rrĦ Ka Ba, John from
Das Bunker… & wait—was ʄ≜uxmuℭica there? The noggin' isn't what it used to be, kids. Whatever the case, holler if I didn’t mention you, kindly please. The three or four people whom I dislike don't venture to these parts of the internet, so I promise I'm not dissing by way of faux 'oversight.'
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O.K., next?
Photos. [ Not exciting enough to garner an exclamation mark, 'fraid to say. . . ]
Some images from the night are available via media stuffs:
H E R E
H E R E
H E R E
H E R E
& the interview with
Zoetica ♥
A l s o ,
I have a few pitiful little photos of my own to post [ no surprise that I took a grand total of eight before that venture was abandoned—I get distracted easily, plus I hate getting the camera out of my bag, putting it back; getting the camera out of my bag again…YouGetIt ]
In the background, Aldo [ L ] next to Zoetica [ seated ]
Aldo Vento
Photographer Darren Eskandari on the left, & nope: nada clue what’s on the table—
nor do I know whether or not he’s eating something, or that's just an expression he made.
Mister Zane Landreth of Killing Spree notoriety
Disaro & Zane
Oh, HAI—it’s my boot. An image that's testament to the photographer I'm
not, in & of itself.
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But
WHOA: spent much longer on this than anticipated; need to bolt !
[ Obnoxious, as I want to speak
music, maing! Back soon, & thanks again. . . ]