Still shambling the streets of the city Nelson Algren defined, I am the Monster in a madhouse refined. Burma Shave.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Old Haunts
My old laboratory is now an old haunt. Everything was taken off the walls after I decimated my bookshelves. The south wall is now a teal doorway into madness. Two entire bookshelves are gone. Perhaps in my insanity I'll now call this place my control tower. We'll see. Anyways. I think I'll be posting regularly again, for now my theme being old haunts. I have an entire folder of photos, plus others that need to be rescanned because of my recent hard drive debacle. That top photo? You can still see both the interior and the exterior of The Orbit Room in episodes of CRIME STORY, set in 1962 Chicago. It was a dance club, retro before retro was the in thing, playing Sinatra next to Siouxsie & The Banshees. Now its a bank. A fucking bank. More soon. Wayne
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There's a burning need to see the Old Haunt as it now looks. Photographic evidence!
A teal door into madness? But teal is such a comforting color. I stroke it softly, rest my head against it, breathe it in. Soon I myself am teal, delicate and wholesome. I sit, the color sinking deeper, into lungs, kidneys, through into the hidden place I show no one. Teal becomes god, and I am healed.
A teal door into madness? But teal is such a comforting color. I stroke it softly, rest my head against it, breathe it in. Soon I myself am teal, delicate and wholesome. I sit, the color sinking deeper, into lungs, kidneys, through into the hidden place I show no one. Teal becomes god, and I am healed.
Wayne's door is no doubt a greener shade of teal.
whoohoo..redoing rooms are great fun, even if it is hard work;)
HUGZ
Teal was the color of the late Charlotte Hornets basketball team.
Alas! Your old office loooked totally cool!
At least the Orbit isn't now an abandoned building where winos go to piss. (Or maybe they do, even though it's a bank.)
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