Monday, April 2, 2007

The Curse of P-LAND



Last night, after a large, large meal I went into a food coma....in the dining hall lobby, on a couch...and awoke to someone having piled all the sofa cushions on top of me....it was very womb-like...and as anyone who knows me ...knows, I have done this myself....
I got up and shook the sleep from my frame...got out my big bottle of bourbon, and walked over to the core student house, as they were going to watch several of the TEXAS CHAINSAW MASACRE spawn films, and you know I couldn't resist....

....Especially if Elizabeth Brim was gonna be there...



..She lives down the road from here, and she is a role model for all women everywhere....the only blacksmith I know who wears pearls whilst hammering on hot metal...a Tupac fan...and A huge horror film aficianado...and to top it all off, she has the sexiest Georgian accent that you could listen to for hours....

...lots of gore and blood was seen that night....bourbon consumed...it is funny how other peoples' plight is funny, when view from the safety of yer arm chair...in this case...pretty god damn hilarious...

Later I walked home under the full moon....my big bottle of booze sloshing by my side...




....I even managed to hobble out from behind a roadside sign and scare Elizabeth as she drove home.....

...I left her to go home and launder her under garments, and cut across the field, and up the hill...the big ol' moon getting bigger...the tree branches trying to grab it down...Jesse Sykes and the Sweet Hereafter, (courtesy of all the swell people responsible for furnishing me with my i-pod), keeping me company....I felt so damn happy all by myself under that moon...up in the mountains....miles from anywhere...thinking of all the people I know tucked safely into their beds....

....I went to bed and slept like the dead...

...I also pulled some jewelry I made from my damascus (mentioned in an earlier post...) out of the ferric chloride...and I was so damned proud of how it turned out....check this out...(you would never guess how much work went into making this....):



P.S.: If anyone out there can send me a dvd copy of WITHNAIL AND I, I am trying to have a viewing of it here, as there are too too many people unaware if it's existence, walking around up here....help me help them....SEND TO:

JOHN SHLICHTA,
CARE OF PENLAND SCHOOL OF CRAFTS
P.O. BOX 37(if us mail),or P.O. BOX 67((for fed ex)
PENLAND, NORTH CAROLINA, 28765

THANX.....

3 comments:

bugheart said...

i'll see if
i can get it...
that piece
is gorgeous.
it must be for me
(not).

Anonymous said...

Of course, it all boils down to what Johnny wants, what Johnny needs. Do you need toiletries too? Decorative soaps, maybe? Cock rings for your Linus? Body chocolate for your Charlie Browns?

I'll send them if I must, but I'm on to you . . .

Eero said...

Sounds like a perfect night under the moon...