Tried to write today, but nothing was forthcoming. Sometimes I just write shit for hours and hours. Shit, shit, shit. The thing is working without hardly any narration, which is really good. But, that means the narration that’s in there has to be perfect. And, here’s me writing a load of shit.
Saw “Running Stumbled” last night at LFS. It was made by a native Louisianian…a documentary about his fucked up family. He was there to give a Q&A, and I had a brief chat with him. But, I was so tired that I couldn’t do proper networking.
I am certain that if guys had periods, weed would be legal.
Anonymous
will be looking forward to the film, one of the cowboys will actually interview me in less than 24 hours.