All your favorite TV detectives are here to help Twin Peaks’ Dale Cooper, who after 25 years agent can’t deal with this weird town alone anymore [to] solve a weird new case. Unfortunately- They’re probably weirder.
Produced in 1979 as a TV movie, but curiously shelved when NBC saw how good it was and opted instead for a weekly Flash Gordon series, The Greatest Adventure of All finally aired in August, 1982. I remember that night vividly. I was babysitting for my brother, it was hotter than Hell, but my brother’s TV rocked and I loved this little American animation. But that was then. Haven’t seen it since. Will it hold up?! The suspense is killing me.
from The American Astronaut. Good morning, aka Wake Up You Bastard Gojira’s Here.
January 8 2014
HELLO, 2014 (oh, planet earth, we are in trouble)
Yes. Planet Earth, Gaia, Terra — we are in deep fucking shit. We are fucking doomed. Are you killing us because of how much we’ve harmed you? Are you alive? Are you shrugging us off, weeding us out?
[more about new emergent dominant life forms after we’re gone]
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October 11 2014, 9:35 pm EST
NOsTRoDaMUS. Has. Spoken.
Is Earth weeding us out? I’d have to say, why, yes.
We better start learning better communication skills with Mother Earth real soon.
Nasty bits of business. Labor relations w/ the Tharks, reconstruction woes for the pyramids, The Face, the tourist fees for Mariner Valley—some genius at Mars HQ decided they needed an “expert” and that same genius decided that the “expert” needed was yours truly. So much for the new adamantium stitches in my new boots! So much for the Red Planet’s lackluster night-life! So until I knock the God of War into shape, there’ll be no posts until midweek at the earliest. Hang Tight, True Believers, I Will Return.
Ha. As if. What a week it’s been. Sleepless nights, broken computer, mortgage shit, bitchfests w/ the co-parent, blah blah blah.
New computer and the requisite fucking expensive software are now up and running, more or less. Weird learning curve w/ new operating systems. We’ll get there. The only constant is change.
As we stare down the barrel of 2014 w/ only 3 months left and on this, the first full day of Fall, let’s get a head count of who’s who, what’s what, and what’s left.
I pubbed THE LAST STAR IN THE SKY as a kindle single. Oh boy, bravo!
(like, big deal. but it felt good to put something out there)
I bought a new car. A new OLD car. But it’s a Jeep, and I love it.
I completed all the mortgage shit. We are now at the mercy of the Evil Bank. [GAH! The mortgage people just called! No, really! Just now! They wanted to know how much money Simon Drax made as a fiction writer in 2014. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!]
Well, that’s my fault, isn’t it.
THE PLOT AGAINST THE GIANT
(well a little)
UNTITLED BONDAGE SF FANTASY
(well a little)
The TWIN PEAKS essays
Halfway through reviewing the first season, still only halfway through Fire Walk With Me. Seriously considering whether I should honor this commitment or just bail, you know—fuck it. I have lots of thoughts and feelings about Twin Peaks as a TV and film and story-arc and social phenomena, etc., but I’m wondering if I really have anything original or insightful to bring to the table.
[Though watching the original pilot and Fire Walk with Me back to back is an incredible experience: Lynch and Frost knew their shit, they really, REALLY knew their own myth.]
And that’s all for now. It is nice to be back in operation. I will share Moon pictures soon.