July 19th, 2008

lunch time

back when phoenix landing was ground zero( we called it ' the ground round' and ' ground beef' because of the obnoxious angry straight male factor therein. none of the old skool gay goths went all that much- plus the 'don ho' factor was ALWAYS off putting and the a-holes he stuffed the door staff with since having male managers replace all the old female ones always always made for the major suck. we did, however, go when it was one of the scariest dyke bars ever in the area- the marquis ground beef's more successful predecessor. this was because it was easier to get into gay bars underage and it was midway on the mass ave trek from kendall square to the pit in harvard square. goth needs a drinky poo. also the original man ray dj's girlfriend worked there and she would play awesome funk music.)lydia lunch got yanked off the stage by the cops about 10 minutes into her male hating castrate them all let satan sort them out tour rant. lots of angry men itching to be confronted were there including some of the limp dicks from mission of burma who opined oh so sarcastically about being so scared she was going to wilt their unsubstantial wienies, ho ho ho. i'm sure it's nothing money grubbing reunion tours for twink emo brats and and a whole lot of viagra won't heal and erect.

so here's an interview with lydia lunch- another goth you never hear at goth nights( cat got your dick, boys?) from ' popmatters'-

“Throughout all of my work, films, music and spoken word I’m trying to create and articulate a vision, to propose a better understanding and dig deeper into my own insanity, into feminine obsessions and sexual psycho insanity and get into the root emotion of what drives us as a culture. You’re never going to see me fucked up and sloppy on the street, and you’re never going to see me acting like Courtney Love, and for some strange reason it comes down to a feeling of dignity. I call it the Madonna theory: It shows us everything and tells us nothing. It’s pathetic but it’s the paparazzi that make it pathetic and they divert us to the point that we’d rather see Britney’s pussy than listen to somebody that might have something urgent to say about politics or the world in general. It’s just a distraction from everything that’s so fucking awful in the world. I find real passion shocking and I think that way because there’s so little of it that’s real. Maybe passion is the only shock factor I have left.”



she was still a little scared here but it's the best picture i could get of her- i didn't want to freak her out any more. she's having a grand old time now-lying out in the open and sunning herself and winking at me after hiding behind the curtains for a week so i think she finally knows she's home.

at the shelter she was in the basement so now she's really sucking up the window sun bathing time. she's at least 8 and came from a semi-hoarding situation wherein a woman had a local cat coalition help her vet and fix all of her cats then she decided to move and dump them. lucy would have been put down in a regular shelter and none but one of the no-kill shelters would take her because of health issues and the fact that she's painfully shy- like a house feral who had little human contact. she has the most beautiful eyes with the no run eye liner action going on. she was so pitiful and her eyes were so big and mournful and her chances so slim of adoption (they didn't even charge me a fee for her but i gave them money anyway)i had to take her home.

nixie and farah have launched themselves into a swoony display of love for me- they sit at the computer with me and follow me around just so i don't forget who the cutest and best tortie kitties are. the others are just very interested in lucy and haven't been aggressive at all- just a wee bit jealous. i remind them they were all once the new girls who no one considered adoptable so i didn't want to see any "Heathers" action from them.

i was just thinking about the death of Harriot Brown because i had gone up at last to get her ashes. i'd also been thinking about alice and how i don't have a tabby any more. well- here's my tabby. and has she got The Thumbs. well- move over nixie and the lady peets because the lady lucyfür has LARGE JOINTED FUCKING THUMBS!!!! it looks like these bad boys are deadly weapons- they're HUGE. and JOINTED, did i say jointed?