Look for animals in the clouds and make juk
You spent 2 hours driving around Daly City's shopping plazas with Ben looking for a store that sold soccer balls only to find out there's a Big 5 next to the beach on Sloat St.
We went to Ocean beach and kicked the ball around. I ran as fast as I could today. I felt like a kid again today.
Also I saw a little boy in a really legit firefighter suit holdin his mom's hand as he crossed the street.
Firefighter, not a bad idea for a halloween costume if you ever dress up.
Whiskey & Honey & Lemon Tea
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Robe & Toasted Sheets & the San Francisco Voter Information Handbook
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Rachmaninoff - Piano concerto no.2
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I finally learned how to open a beer with a lighter.
And I met two new people and I brought them to my favorite movie theater.
It's in the attic of this old warehouse in the Mission, you ring a buzzer and they let you in and you climb a staircase and when you get to the top - you're in a room with old film reels stacked floor to ceiling, with machines from the 40s collecting dust all around. The theater seats about 30 people. Christmas lights, two old projectors, musty couches that smell like old people. We sat in the back and drank some beers and watched two hours of vampire movies from the early 20th century. The show was called 'Suck on This' :
“Oddball Films presents Suck on This! - Vamps and Vampires, a night of 16mm bloodsucking beasts and bewitching babes from the Oddball crypt. Sink your fangs into delicious excerpts from the famous Dracula (1931), starring Bela Lugosi, a confection that introduced the legendary Count Dracula and his spider eating minion Renfield to the silver screen. InMrs. Amworth (1975), a strange illness is plaguing a small English town; the locals think it’s the gnats, but a doctor is out to prove that the sweet lady down the road is one of the oldest vampires in England. French clown Pierre Etaix wrote, directed and stars in the delightful vampire tale Insomnie (1963). On the lighter side, see hilariously spooky bits from Bud Abbott and Lou Costello Meet Frankenstein (1948), directed by Charles Barton, where the wacky duo encounter Dracula! Forget the garlic, one woman’s chain smoking is enough to keep Dracula away in Ashes of Doom (1970). For the vamps, we’ve got the original Vamp: Theda Bara in an excerpt of the cinematic documentary The Love Goddesses (1965). Betty Boop heads down to Hell and melts the king of the underworld with her icy stares in the jazzy Fleischer Brothers’ cartoon Red Hot Mamma(1934). Inspector Willoughby goes head to head with Vampira Hyde in another goofy cartoon Hyde and Sneak (1962). Burlesque queen Betty Dolan dances with the Devil in the sizzling Satantease(1950s). Plus more Burlesque Cuties, trailers for Love at First Bite, Grave of the Vampire and more bloodsucking surprises!
Featuring:
Dracula (B+W, 1931, Excerpts)
In this epic film directed by Tod Browning and starring Bela Lugosi, a solicitor visits a sinister castle despite warnings from the locals! Renfield (the solicitor) becomes Dracula’s minion who brings him to London, where he wreaks havoc attacking lovely ladies, and turning them into vampires. Will Dracula continue his swath of destruction? Or will a couple of protective gentlemen stop him?!
Insomnie (Color & B+W, 1963, Pierre Etaix)
A delightfully comedic send-off to the vampire-melodrama written by, starring and directed by French clown, comedian, and acclaimed filmmaker Pierre Etaix. A man (played by Etaix) is having trouble sleeping. He takes pills, settles in and yet, nothing. He begins to read a vampire novel, fading in and out of the narrative (and even playing the head vampire as well) as he gets more and more insomniomatic. As daylight enters the story and “real” life as well, the man finally falls asleep, only to realize the blood-sucking has only just begun!
Mrs. Amworth (Color, 1975)
A small British town is plagued by a strange sickness the locals believe is transmitted via gnats. One scientist is determined to get to the root of the problem, and finds himself running up against one of the oldest vampires in England, and what’s more, she’s the charming and effervescent Glynis Johns.
Bud Abbott and Lou Costello Meet Frankenstein (B+W, 1944)
In this film (excerpted), directed by Charles Barton, see two hapless freight handlers who find themselves encountering Dracula, the Frankenstein Monster and the Wolf Man! The film opens with Dracula and a lovely fur-coated woman discussing what they should do with Frankenstein’s body! Abbott and Costello and the lovely dame convene at a party with Dracula. Is she under his thrall? A stranger recognized Dracula and starts yelling about how Dracula is the “real” Count Dracula. But everyone dismisses him and the woman takes Lou Costello into the forest for a lover’s walk! What will happen next?!
Ashes of Doom (Color, 1970s)
In this campy and dramatic short, a woman, wracked with nerves, calms herself by chain smoking. Finally, the moment she has been dreading arrives! It’s Dracula and he’s ready to embrace her and suck her blood! He goes in for the bite and comes back up with a surprised look on his face! What is the problem Dracula?!
The Love Goddesses (B+W, 1965, excerpt)
This multi-part series explores the evolution of the sex symbol in Hollywood and world factors that influenced these transformations of desire. This film examines how, from the silent film era to the 1930s, societal attitudes about onscreen portrayals of love and sex evolved on screen. The film provides a collage of the progression of female starlets from engenues, to vamps, ushered in by the original Vamp, Theda Bara.
Betty Boop in Red Hot Mamma (B+W, 1934)
It is a cold and snowy night and Betty is freezing cold in her skimpy nighty, but when she blazes a fire in the fireplace, she dreams herself into a cartoon inferno, face to face with the Devil himself, but you know no man is a match for Betty Boop!
Satan-Tease (B+W, 1955)
Burlesque queen Betty Dolan brings new meaning to the phrase dancing with the devil. Cleverly costumed, Miss Dolan’s right hand is the hand of the devil and she can’t stop it from trying to get to third base. Strange and erotic on many different levels, it must be seen to be believed!
Hyde and Sneak (Color, 1962)
Inspector Willoughby finds himself up against jewel-thieving temptress Vampira Hyde, whose shape-shifting pills defeat all of his clever traps.
Curator’s Biography
Kat Shuchter is a graduate of UC Berkeley in Film Studies. She is a filmmaker, artist and esoteric film hoarder. She has helped program shows at the PFA, The Nuart and Cinefamily at the Silent Movie Theater and was crowned “Found Footage Queen” of Los Angeles, 2009. She has programmed over 200 shows at Oddball on everything from puberty primers to experimental animation.
About Oddball Films
Oddball films is a stock footage company providing offbeat and unusual film footage for feature films like Milk, documentaries like The Black Panthers: Vanguard of the Revolution, Silicon Valley, Kurt Cobain: The Montage of Heck, television programs like Mythbusters, clips for Boing Boing and web projects around the world.
Our screenings are almost exclusively drawn from our collection of over 50,000 16mm prints of animation, commercials, educational films, feature films, movie trailers, medical, industrial military, news out-takes and every genre in between. We’re actively working to present rarely screened genres of cinema as well as avant-garde and ethno-cultural documentaries, which expand the boundaries of cinema. Oddball Films is the largest film archive in Northern California and one of the most unusual private collections in the US. We invite you to join us in our weekly offerings of offbeat cinema.”
People didn't always have the technology to make things look convincingly real. They had to convey their intentions with metaphor and symbolism and abstraction. They had to be creative with fundamental tools that we take for granted now. Why do we now default to bringing all narratives into this reality? Why do we default to realism? Why does everything have to look as if it were true? Why can't we have no-fly-zones for realism? Why can't we reserve a part of the universe just for all that is unfeasible and impossible?
Let's bring the ability to dance in the sky as if there weren't gravity (1:20 - 2:06)...
so fucking glad renaissancing (verb) this part of my soul
I walked three miles to Lafayette park and saw plenty of nice trees.
I watched two pals playing tennis.
I watched the sun set for a little bit, but there was a real hilarious dog shaped like an unwashed mop from at least the 1970s that waddled by. It was hella funny.
I met up with this girl I barely knew from college who reached out to me for no reason last week and said "I remember you, let's hang out"
We went to some surreal party.
I met a guy who rappelled into a volcano in South America and filmed it all with a drone.
I met some guy who runs a moving company with a real great cartoon cow for a mascot.
I met a Russian singer who sounds like she's straight out of a Bond movie.
I met an older snarky British man who I grew to admire greatly.
I asked him about motorcycles. He knew his shit. We bonded over having speed demon blood.
I asked him about where he's lived. He told me England, Tokyo, NYC, LA, and now SF.
I asked him how old he was when he left England.
He said 26 and he's never looked back.
I took a moment to process that and really felt happy because this man had one of those faces where you can see wrinkles on his face from prolonged smiles. He was a happy dude. He's lived a life and he's still going.
He told me his wife is currently in the Amazon and works for the World Health Organization and has no cell reception and got dropped off there three days ago via helicopter.
He told me he works for a gaming company that makes that ridiculous Kim Kardashian game for the iPhone.
We lolled over that.
For a really long time.
Today was full of new experiences.
Daily life goal met.
Today was full of new people. They were interesting, but loved the smell of their own story and their shit. They aren't evil or bad people, but they were not humble. These are people to dance with carefully.
Except the old British man.
He was great.
i miss the banter. i miss talking about nothing low key. i miss having a friend to share the really stupid stories with.
blah blah blah. blah blah.
The sky was overcast today. There was no sun to be seen. I woke up and my body told me to be at peace, but my mind drank too much coffee and I felt anxious. I experienced uncertainty for the first time in a long time today...an uncertainty that manifested in a scary way. It feels good to be home in my room in my bed with all the things that mean stability to me - but today I feel restless. I want to love new people. I want to love the world in a new way. But it's one of those days where you scroll through your phonebook and don't feel like talking to a single soul in there.
The other day Charlotte described artists as those who swing between states of manic production and states of narcissistic self reflection. I fortunately or unfortunately feel that definition resonates deeply and true. I told myself half a year ago that I needed to calm this oscillation or I'd destroy myself...I told myself I at all costs needed to find a stable balance somewhere in between. But I'm learning now that balance doesn't mean flattening the waves of life to a dull eventless neutrality. I'm still hungry for the absurdity... I want to feel and love as much as I possibly can. I want to fly into the sun over and over again, even if it means it'll hurt me. Are these the infamous last words of a reckless youth? I don't want to believe that is true. I'm still not going to believe that is true. We only have one life to be alive on this planet. I want to stay aflame. I want everything and everyone to burn eternally.
Today I climbed onto the roof and put on these sunglasses for the first time expecting to reveal the silver flames around me. But the green made me feel a little sickly, a little sweet. I had to take them off because my body reacted viscerally. But that's okay... the fire's still burning even if I can't see it today. That's the leap of faith. Put them back on and embrace the suffering and persevere and the blessings will eventually appear. Suffering is good. Suffering makes us appreciate the beautiful things. Without suffering, well, there's no such thing as being alive without suffering. Everything is chill. It's the only way it can be.
I got new vision today.
Peering through green tinted lenses and silver on the sides, clear framed with molten seaweed on the tips
keen silver dollar eucalyptus sights
ive never seen the world thru green plastic emerald glass before...
I feel the new spirits nearby
Under twin murakami moonlight
I feel hints of the magical surrealist fever stirring the fog and incinerating the air...
it's good to be North and it's good to be Home
and breathe in the vapor cool thin mist
i feel alive
with silver blood
golden tree sap in my veins
tomorrow I'm going to stare straight into the sun
until I light my soul on fire
but this time blind and dazzled
by neon sun spots and burned retinas
Fuckin fire.
Everythings on fire but this time it's beyond white,
it's green and silver and gold and invisible to the eye
and everything burns hot and pure and clean
and at 10,000 degrees
fuck yes
feels good to fucking see
I'm sitting under a blue umbrella and listening to some jam from the 80s and I've got sand on my feet and I'm really sleepy and the air is warm and my brain is firing slowly and flooded with colorless chemicals that make me feel empty and exhausted and I just want to feel alive in this reality in physical fucking reality and I'm looking around at all the people on the beach right now laying side by side holding hands or not and no one is sitting alone and I'm slave to this stupid fucking phone and this stupid fucking outlet that isn't real. this isn't real. this space isn't real. Life isn't just about thoughts floating in space. Life is about actions and reactions and collisions and touching consciousness. Where is my body? I can't feel my body. Fucking grip's gone numb. The cells will die. Thoughts cannot replace blood. There's a boat on the horizon, with a white sail. There are people on that boat probably, but I just like the idea of a boat on the sea. But fuck that. Fuck loneliness. Romance isn't supposed to be a tragedy. That whale probably died and it's tragic.
Obviously you can't give up words as a medium entirely. I hear a sea lion or maybe a weird dog in the distance. Or a dude imitating a seal or something.
Dirt
A letter from John Steinbeck to his 14-year-old Son
New York
November 10, 1958
Dear Thom:
We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers.
First—if you are in love—that’s a good thing—that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.
Second—There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you—of kindness and consideration and respect—not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn’t know you had.
You say this is not puppy love. If you feel so deeply—of course it isn’t puppy love.
But I don’t think you were asking me what you feel. You know better than anyone. What you wanted me to help you with is what to do about it—and that I can tell you.
Glory in it for one thing and be very glad and grateful for it.
The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.
If you love someone—there is no possible harm in saying so—only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration.
Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.
It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another—but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good.
Lastly, I know your feeling because I have it and I’m glad you have it.
We will be glad to meet Susan. She will be very welcome. But Elaine will make all such arrangements because that is her province and she will be very glad to. She knows about love too and maybe she can give you more help than I can.
And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens—The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
Love,
Fa
“That one time you played this while racin n rollin in your bimma to san gregorio.. smh I thought I was gonna die doe”
Wouldn't wanna die any other way
[00:00] ?
[00:14] DJ Jayhood - Freeze 09
[02:19] Kingdom - Let You No
[03:56] Peter Hadar - Full Time Lover (Machinedrum Remix)
[06:30] Lunice - I See You (Girl Unit Remix)
[08:40] DJ Joker Feat. Blezt and Luri D - Donkey On My Back
[09:50] The-Dream - Falsetto (ID Remix)
[10:58] TRC Feat. Zoe - Be With You
[13:27] Kelly Rowland - Motivation (ID Remix)
[14:22] High Powered Boys - Girly
[16:41] Aaliyah - One In A Million (ID Remix)
[17:30] Ginuwine - Pony (DJ Dennis 2011 Booty Bounce Remix)
[19:40] Kavsrave - Areola
[20:26] Birdy Nam Nam - Parache
[23:28] Riz MC - Dark Hearts (Bok Bok Remix Dub)
[25:23] Birdy Nam Nam - The Plan
[26:40] MikeQ - The Master Blaster (Nadus Remix)
[29:40] ?
[31:30] Wiley - Firefly (Devils Mix)
[32:25] Cam'ron - Always Made It (Instrumental)
[34:14] Candice Pillay - 6'7
[36:03] Mikey Factz - Incredible
[37:00] Sebastian - H.A.L (Munchi Bootleg Kuduro Remix)
[40:00] Massacooramaan - Dead Long Time
[41:18] Wiz Khalifa - Say Yeah (Instrumental)
[43:10] Hudson Mohawke - Fuse
Don't let this you decay.
Beautiful inside my mind forever