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I SNUCK IN!! #SDCC2015!!

The destitute and desperate crawl out to beg for help and are snubbed by legions of superheros of all franchises and real life religious zealots alike. It's a heckuva scene! My favorite part of the weekend was watching passerbys ignore the massive LCD screen set up in the middle of downtown San Diego, looping close ups of guns violently blasting away at its presumed viewers, repeating for hours on end each day.
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Despite my usual budget of hardly anything, I managed to pick a copy of Real Deal Comix issue one and a print from Geof Darrow. Also, when it came up between Mr. Darrow and I that I'd snuck into the convention he applauded me and railed against the evils of the corporate domineers who run the thing. "Don't let them take a fucking penny from you." He said.

I took more film than cell phone photos, but here's what I got on that thing:: << >>
The painting of Donald Duck (final img) was priced at $895.00 and that was one of the cheapest things at the booth. 

time and space!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 I remember, once, my mother telling me that at times when I would enter a room she would look on me with a brief confusion, not immediately recognizing her only son, little son, as I appeared in the door. Who is this person? - hairs on my face, a cigarette behind my ear, talking apocalyptically about God knows! - My poor mother!!

One short story I read in my early teens was about a man who accidentally sells his soul to the devil by failing to read the fine print twined betwixt the lines of some online policy agreement. It seemed like a good idea at the time. The internet was so new then.

WELL THAT'S LIFE IN THE BIG CITY!!

I FOUND IT INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT NOT TO PURCHASE THESE ENTRANCING OBJECTS FROM A YARD SALE THAT I STUMBLED ACROSS THE OTHER DAY Rudy stalks into the restaurant, aggressively shouldering past the waiters and patrons.
At Chester's table he slams his fist down, white knuckles on white tablecloth, bellowing.
Only slightly Chester raises his head, tears silently running down his face, finding their way into a shallow dish of sweet smelling noodles and bean sprouts below.
Even more infuriated by the scene Rudy's face shades itself a fiery red.

Oh my God are you fucking crying?! Good!! Cry into your Goddamn chow mein you miserable idiot!!
Quivering, Chester's simpering response while he fondles a wedge of lime-
This is Pad Thai, Rudy!!

no point comparing two things they can never be the same thing

Tote bag design for Skylight Books
New issue of my movie idea zine- More of My Movie Ideas + reprint of the first My Movie Ideas
Shirt design for the band Young Jesus

ALSO MY "ETERNALLY" UNDER CONSTRUCTION WEBSITE RENTKONTROLL.CITY is live and in its infancy of browsability-------------- THX ART ELECTRONICS  fer lettin me do this!!

job suis mort ;p

Today was my last day at The Museum of Death.

i was gonna write something else

i found this place by my house that lets you rent computers for a dollar twenty-five an hour
Their shit is way faster than the public library computers (although dang I haven't seen a "Gateway" logo in a million.
I was gonna work on my photo website and write a thing today, but just after I logged in to everything my friend g-chatted me up; apparently her fiance just beat the hell out of her and now the wedding is off and i oughtta get going because we're supposed to meet up and have drinks pretty soon now, get drunk and talk about all that and hopefully some more pleasant stuff?

anyway here's all of the pictures that I have on my phone right now + a list that I copied and pasted from my email: ALL OF THE BOOKS I"VE READ SO FAR 2015.
just posting it all so i don't feel like i wasted my quarters.

The Voyeur - Alain Robbe-Grillet (trans. Richard Howard)
Death Tourism: Disaster Sites as Recreational Landscape - Brigitte Sion (edited)
Hollywood: Mecca of the Movies - Blaise Cendrars
The Art of Cruelty: A Reckoning - Maggie Nelson
McGlue - Ottessa Moshfegh
Savage Girls and Wild Boys: A History of Feral Children - Michael Newton*
The Hour of the Star - Clarice Lispector
Houston Rap - Johan Kugelberg (edited)
Signs Preceding the End of the World - Yuri Herrera
Grave Desire: A Cultural History of Necrophilia - Steve Finbow
The Man in the Holoscene - Max Frisch
Inner Tube - Hob Broun
Kitten Clone: Inside Alcatel-Lucent - Douglas Coupland
Pedro Paramo - Juan Rulfo
An Intellectual History of Cannibalism - Catalin Avramescu (trans. Alistair Ian Blyth)
Gone With the Wind - Margaret Mitchell
Satin Island - Tom McCarthy









*reread 

PUBLIC WORKSHEET

- A story about a timid young boy out of high school who, due to stacking circumstances accidentally dresses too feminine when interviewing for an internship at the local paper and is mistaken for a woman.

- A memoir by a Cyclops whose wife is lost due to a freak accident that occurs on a sightseeing trip in New Zealand. The Cyclops, who has mated for life and is physically charged with blinking in tandem with his spouse (it takes two eyes to blink, get it?), is now slowly going blind due to this handicap. A churlish misanthrope, he shakily accepts the death of his known world.

- A series of paintings vaguely detailing a silent war between mail carriers and cops. The cops are depicted as pigs and the mail carriers have long hair and wear capes.

- A fake diary chronicling a young man's subconscious attraction to his younger sister's pubescent awakening.

- Collect enough fake movie ideas from my twitter (@rentkontroll) to make three small zines, release them separately in small print runs, then eventually combine them in a larger run, adding a forward about ergodic literature to make the whole compendium seem like a way smarter thing than it is.

- Build a cardboard replica of a metroPCS storefront, paint it properly, tag it with graffiti, then find a home for it outside. Photograph it.

- A short zine about the housing project I live in + Disneyland. This concept is based off of a "poem" I wrote in 2006 that compared federal value of the labor it takes to clean a messy public restroom vs the cost of a 20oz plastic bottle of Coca-Cola from a vending machine at a movie theater.

- Dress a ham in baby clothes and put it in a crib. Photograph it.

JUST KIDDING I'LL NEVER GET AROUND TO THIS STUFF