Turn to dirt and I will change into stone
After the unnecessarily exciting events of last night,
spatch is sleeping and I am just about to walk out in this peculiar post-summer heat-smog (it was bitter cold two nights ago, we dragged all the quilts out onto the bed, I miss autumn) to pick up some DVDs from the library. I have been watching a raft of film noir lately; it really seems to be one of my comfort genres. Prompted by the general state of everything.
1. A friend who is not on Dreamwidth thought I should know about Wilshire Boulevard Temple's Warner Murals by Hugo Ballin and they were right.
2. The official video for Marissa Nadler's "Blue Vapor" is a Lynchian little porcelain ghost-scape and I love it.
3.
selkie sent me two good links: the digital archiving of more than three hundred years of undelivered mail and the NYT obituary of Freddie Oversteegen. "Always stay human."
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1. A friend who is not on Dreamwidth thought I should know about Wilshire Boulevard Temple's Warner Murals by Hugo Ballin and they were right.
2. The official video for Marissa Nadler's "Blue Vapor" is a Lynchian little porcelain ghost-scape and I love it.
3.
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It makes me feel better, so I plan to keep it up!
The weather keeps going up and down here; I had the heating on two days ago, now it's weirdly warm.
Today it broke 80 °F, then we had a very brief thunderstorm, then it cooled down; I have no idea what tomorrow is going to be like. I mean I could look at a forecast, but I'm not sure it would be relevant. I want autumn back.