By Tom H. Brooks 3
“IT`S LIKE A GRAB-BAG OF DISTURBING EVENTS”…………………..……………………………………………………………………
“Man, humans are a nightmare fucking species. We deserve everything we do to ourselves.”
“I`m not here…..
this isn`t happening…”
“How to Disappear Completely”
“NO ART IS POSSIBLE WITHOUT A DANCE WITH DEATH.”
ALL THIS RATIONAL THINKING
HAS CLOUDED MY JUDGEMENT
“The conclusion of a masterpiece, if I were to attain this, would be death.”
YEAH, I KNOW I`VE WRITTEN SOME OF THIS BEFORE
(sometimes, things just seem appropriate AGAIN…)
flashback poem….(from NYC in 2006)
Pale flutter of wings
on crystal sunlight
through stunted trees…
Gray city of facades
rumble of the streets
the subterranean labyrinth
gargoyles on night terraces
Icy cold grip of the ebony night
like a bony hand on an empty skull
music of the birds
bells wind silence…
THE CONTRADICTIONS IN EVERYTHING
SOMEHOW AGREE WITH EACH OTHER
THE ONLY TRUE ANSWERS ARE THE ONES
THAT WE INVENT FOR OURSELVES………..
I`m a human G.P.S.
“I`ve waited my whole life to do this–
the finger-pyramid of evil contemplation….mmm, feels good…”
“There`s something you should know about me–
I DON`T learn lessons…”
“Roger” from “American Dad”
And the New Orleans Saints have won Super Bowl 44…..WHAT A GAME!
After Peter drove into his garage, destroying it………
a bunch of Asian girls running around out of his garage, twittering and giggling….
Quagmire “DON`T WORRY ABOUT IT, THEY`RE TAGGED, THEY`RE TAGGED!”
I still love the song by Queen, “Bohemian Rhapsody” after all these years…
“Nothing really matters…..to me……”
“I HATE THE WAY OUR BODIES MOVE THROUGH
THE WORLD, CLIP-CLOP, LIKE BEEF MARIONETTES.”
Ukiyo-e ……pictures of the floating world…..
latch on to your dreams for the future and DON`T let go….
“If you want to make God laugh, tell him a plan.”
A lesson learned….
NO MATTER HOW STUPID YOU THINK PEOPLE CAN BE,
THERE`S ALWAYS SOMEONE DUMBER…
Just when I thought I`d seen it all…..
“Okay, brain–I don`t like you and you don`t like me;
Let`s just do this so I can get back to killing you with beer.
(Brain, in Homer`s voice) `It`s a deal.` “
“I have a cold but I`m STILL going to work–see, I don`t crawl
around the house like David Hasselhoff trying to eat a hamburger.”
“…straight thin, but gay fat…”
ALRIGHT BROOKS, WAY TOO MUCH TV….
2/13/10 random quote from Venice beach…
an older dude comes up to me and says in
a southern accent, “I`ve never seen you before,
but I think you`re very strange.”
I replied, “I can`t argue with that; you`re a little
off yourself. Nice talking to you…”
And then I skateboarded off…
“Champions are the breakfast of Chuck Norris”
“I got bodies in my basement better looking than you!”
MY LIFE IS A BLUR OF IMAGES
2/13/10 conceived and written in the Wind-Up Bird Alley in Venice…..
A Conclave of Crows (A Parable)
An ashy, gray morning; a small village in eastern Europe, Romania perhaps…
Cooking fire smoke rises in distinctive spirals from the chimneys of ramshackle
medieval houses. The streets are desolate, forbidding, empty…save for a lone,
sad, shuffling figure dressed in gray rags. He stumbles down a dirty, cobbled
alley. Large black crows line the rooftops on each side of the lane, muttering
amongst themselves cryptically. The old man on the street is weak and starving–
dying, one might say. He is at Death`s door as he takes a harsh gasp, hacks a
bone-rattling cough and stumbles again, falls, crashing to the street in a heap of
filth and chicken bones and rubbish. The largest crow is already wheeling in lazy
circles overhead–the final curtain call–avian–primitive–death–descending.
He lands with a graceful flap of his giant, black wings and with glittering ebony eyes.
“Eat, or be eaten,” says he, with a squawk, and then he pecks out the eyeball of
the lifeless corpse, and swallows it whole…
“Well, that`s how winners play…..we convince the other guy he`s making all the right moves…”
When you make that face, you look like an Easter Island statue….except uglier….
That guy`s a FAKEBLAKE……
“God Hates Us All”
“I`m disgusted with myself….and my life….but I`m not unhappy with that…”
Hank Moody “Californication”
Every time someone says, “LOL,” they are contributing to the death of the English language…
I love Chiharu`s pink half socks and the freckle on the right side of her Chiharu-foot…
what a character…
And the Sunday Brunch Nightmare continues….
Marmalade Cafe……..STILL the place where dreams go to die….
in love with the IDEA of love…
“We`re having too good of a time TODAY–
we ain`t thinking about tomorrow…”
In the Alley, I just saw one white shoe, a sack of potatoes and a dirty baby carriage…..
DON`T ASK ME…..I DON`T KNOW……
2/22/10 Conference Call with…
2/22/10 a very eventful day and yet I can`t seem to remember a damn thing….
You have my soul &
I have your money…”
The most UNCOMFORTABLE ride on earth…
“This was not the end of the world, but it was the beginning of sorrows.”
“We spend our twilight years warming our hands on the embers of memory.”
“Someday you`ll thank me for all this scary love…”
Never forget City of Quartz and Ecology of Fear by Mike Davis….MASTERPIECES….
2/25/10 DOWNSIZING……soon I will move on to Japan…..
Los Angeles….”You can rot here without feeling it…”
“They don`t make Jews like Jesus anymore.”
An old customer at the Farmacy
“AMERICA LOVES HOT, WHITE, JAILBAIT ASS…
wait a minute….that`s the SMARTEST thing I`ve EVER
heard ANYONE say about ANYTHING…”
Which one of these lazy scumbag politicians has actually READ all 2700 pages of this proposed health care plan?
“You need as much energy to die as you do to live.”
Living in a country where health insurance is SO expensive that it`s cheaper to just die….
NOT THAT I WANT TO GO TO THE DOCTOR ANYWAY…
The David Siqueiros classic 1932 wall mural on Olvera Street is being restored……America Tropicale
“Some limited and waning memory of Herbert Ashe, an engineer of the southern railways, persists
in the hotel at Adrogue, amongst the effusive honeysuckles and in the illusory depths of the mirrors.”
Jorge Luis Borges
“She`s got a cigarette army of charm…”
“The New Pollution”
Jeff Bridges is a customer at the Farmacy……`The Big Lebowski` or `The Dude`…..HA!!
“The Dude Abides….”
“Is there any tread left on your tires at all? Or is it just like throwing a hot dog down a hallway?…..”
Inn of the Seventh Ray in Topanga Canyon with Chiharu and her sister, Miki….
and a Malibu driving adventure…
“Nothing in my dreams
just some ugly memories,
nothing left alive
just a pair of glassy eyes…”
there`s some weird business going on where you can text them ANY question and they will answer it; it`s called KGB….
I want to text them this for laughs and to see what kind of answer they give me….
“I accidentally got super glue on my cock and now it`s stuck to my nut sack….WHAT DO I DO?”
When Chiharu gets crazy with me, I just talk really quiet and logical….I am the Chiharu-Whisperer….
I just met the legendary actor, Harvey Keitel, buying a newspaper at Nick`s Liquor on Washington (I was buying beer).
I couldn`t resist telling him how I love his work and I got a friendly smile and handshake. Good vibes, this guy….
Fell asleep in the bathtub AGAIN…..woke up in freezing water…..WHY do I keep doing this?
Oakwood rooftop; strange orange-slice of a moonrise…
NEVER get between a man and his beer…
“Asked, `who is the rich man?` Epictetus replied,
`HE WHO IS CONTENT.` “
“I have completed the perusal of these MEMOIRS, and I am no longer certain if they are the product of a youthful mind
or a head gray with age. I cannot know if this mixture will be pleasing or displeasing to the reader. There is nothing I
can do to remedy it. It is the result of my changing fortunes, the inconsistency of my lot. Its storms have often left me with
no table to write on but the rock on which I have been shipwrecked. I have been urged to allow some portions of these
MEMOIRS to appear in my lifetime, but I prefer to speak from the depths of my tomb. My narrative will thus be accompanied
by those voices which have something sacred about them because they come from the sepulchre. If I have suffered enough
in this world to be turned into a happy shadow in the next, A RAY OF LIGHT FROM THE ELYSIAN FIELDS WILL THROW
A PROTECTIVE LIGHT ON THESE LAST PICTURES OF MINE. Life sits heavily upon me. Perhaps Death will suit me better.”
Memories d`Outre Tombe
“Memories From Beyond the Grave”
“We honor nothing by being the way we are.
We make a desolation and we call it peace.”
“Don`t suffer from insanity, enjoy every minute of it!”
3/10/10 FAST-FORWARD WEDNESDAY>>>>>>>>>>>
got so much done, it`s like I was on S P E E D >>>>>>>>>>>>
HA HA HA Oh, the CRAZY things I say in here…….ooohh HA HA, nobody here but me…..
Delusions of Grandeur…….aaahhhhhh, I`m just gonna sit here awhile and bask in the light of my own genius….
“RIGHT NOW, YOU COULD CARE LESS ABOUT ME,
BUT SOON ENOUGH YOU WILL CARE BY THE TIME I`M DONE…”
“Ball and Biscuit”
Cirque du Soleil at the Grove…..oh boy, here we go again….
Morning of Introspection…
“…a Man on the Move, and just sick enough to be totally confident.”
Hunter S. Thompson
“Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”
3/17/10 8:40am St. Patrick`s Day
Santa Monica Blvd. and Formosa St………just saw an Armenian Elvis in a black Adidas sweatsuit….
3/17/10 BLUE TOE (it`s definitely broken….)
I HAVE TO BE CAREFUL BECAUSE
I HAVE ENOUGH ENERGY
TO DESTROY MYSELF…
“….banish a White Russian from my Kremlin….”
“Mike Tyson once beat up his wife, but there`s nothing funny about that….heh, heh, heh, heh, heh….”
“But Sunday is my internet porn night!” (cutaway scene….Peter in front of computer glow) “Yeeeahh, you`re my Chinese Lois…”
“Perhaps it was `the Noid` who should have avoided me…”
Mayor Adam West (`Fam Guy`)
3/18/10 Reactions to my bluish-purple swollen mutant toe…
At the Oakwood pool…..Bruce Collins “What, did you smash your toe on a cannabis plant?”
At the Farmacy while I limped around….Jaimie “Do you notice that whenever you hurt yourself like that, you ALWAYS keep hitting the same spot?”
“An aimless joy is a pure joy…”
“The ink of a scholar is more holy than the blood of a martyr.”
(why don`t you heed the words of your own Prophet, asshole fanatics?!?)
“THIS is how we do things in Billyburg, baby!”
When it comes to immortality as an artist, a way of making your memories and impressions survive amongst
billions of other humans—well, perhaps one way to do it is to be prolific and abundant in your creations: writings,
paintings, photographs…and then leave them all over the world with various people who can appreciate them for
what they are. Someone is bound to find them, eventually. (Thank you so much, William Case….)
seize the day!!!
For me, the Wind-Up Bird Alley in Venice, CA always has been and always will be a place of meditation
and solitude, a place of creation, an entrance stone, a portal, a gateway if you will, to the spirit world, the
world of dreams. It will always hold a special place in my heart, even when I am gone….
I love fog….
“I have a theory that no house should be taller than a palm tree.”
“Ghost Train to the Eastern Star”
someone asking me about THIS book….
“Is that a prayer book?”
“You could call it that,” I replied.
what Life is……
“A falling star, a bubble in a stream,
a flame in the wind, frost in the sun,
a flash of lightning in a summer cloud,
a phantom in a dream….”
The Diamond Sutra
“HOW MANY MORE SKIES ABOVE ME
UNTIL THIS ONE VANISHES AS WELL?”
Being that we are in this computer age and all, in retrospect, the most beneficial class I took
in high school, the one I`ve actually NEEDED the most was TYPING with Mr. Troutman….
it has stuck with me….
HA HA HA!!! FOX News is the funniest show EVER!!
“DON`T TELL OBAMA WHAT COMES AFTER A TRILLION”
“Impossible to doubt the world:
it can be seen,
and because it is irrevocable,
it cannot be understood,
and I believe that fact is lethal.”
“This in Which”
“I TRY TO LIVE IN AN IVORY TOWER,
BUT A TIDE OF SHIT IS CONSTANTLY
BEATING AT THE WALLS.”
“It`s like trying to translate Finnegan`s Wake into Mandarin.”
“Heaven is a place where women will bring you a drink without
any lip, and they keep their mouths shut `cause they realize their
words are just noise.”
“The Cleveland Show”
“He will never go back there, and he will never see any of them again.
Forty years later, they are no more substantial than ghosts. They are
all ghosts now, and W. will soon be walking among them.”
Having nothing to do means you can do whatever you want,
and what I WANT to do is ALWAYS the most fun…
I`m gonna take this money clip to Japan and I`m gonna make sure it`s STUFFED with YEN…
I get up so early some days that I`m done for the day at 10:20am…….
Maybe my first novel should be called The Art of Leisure….
The book should be divided into first, second AND third person (thanks, Paul Auster) and
I will insist on the symbol for my name on the front cover….
It`s hard to know where to begin with a story like this…
What have YOU done lately?!?
Peter “Trust me, Chris–sometimes it`s better NOT to fit in…
(cutaway to jungles of Vietnam with 4 soldiers and Peter dressed as a CLOWN)
“You guys are stupid…they`re gonna be looking for army guys…”
MY LIFE IS HALLUCINATORY
regarding draft beer at Motorino restaurant in Brooklyn, NYC…..
“That`s the best thing that`s happened to this place since ME…”
4/1/10 April Fools Day Google says TOPEKA…
South Park ( Eric Cartman as `Dog; Bounty Hunter`)
“Hey brah, lemme see your hall pass, brah…!!”
“Oh, GUNS kill people, huh?!? (sets gun on table) Go ahead gun–knock yourself out,
Kill someone….SEE? Guns don`t kill people, PEOPLE kill people. Guns defend people
from people with smaller guns!”
Stan “American Dad”
“Stay golden, Ponyboy….”
“Keep Me in Your Heart for Awhile”
“I`ve got nothing to do,
nowhere to go,
I`ll tell ya what you want
if you want to know….”
We were winning when I left…”
to his wife, Lois….
“You don`t know nothing…..about anything…”
My Snapfish prints from my cellphone photos at last!
The fruits of all my recreational labor!!
I don`t really like a whole lot of attention…..being anonymous gets me FURTHER>>>>>>>>>>
“I`m out of bed and dressed, what more do you want?”
“Well I went to the doctor,
I said I`m feeling kind of rough,
Lemme break it to ya, son,
YOUR SHIT`S FUCKED UP…”
“If I didn`t learn to laugh at myself, I`d be dead right now.”
`Gladiator Mice` from “Family Guy”….
Peter…”HA HA, I have everything and you have nothing!”
“You`re breaking my balls, man, you`re breaking my balls…”
Saturday 4/17/10 6pm Beverly Hills Hotel
Jason May`s wedding…..a CRAZY party and reunion of some old friends of 20 years or more….
We`re still a bunch of crazy drunken assholes…..
10 years since I last wore Hugo Boss (of course, I had to borrow it from Jason…)
Damn though! I gotta say that I clean up nicely….
JB…..the dirty Rabbi….classic…..
what a great fucking party we had….OUTTA CONTROL….I can`t tell if this was a wedding or complete anarchy….
I was just remembering the Taiwanese girl from Brooklyn in NYC, (name deleted at my lawyer`s insistence), who carved
her phone number in a pencil for me…..IMPRESSIVE…….
” `I came here to apologize.`
`That was it.` “
That`s fine, Jack, you stir the pot
and I`ll watch it burn….
Another goddamned work meeting…
Yeah, I learned the `new` menu in 15 minutes yesterday morning
during a brutal hangover, so this whole damn meeting is redundant…
Peter “Hey look, Chris–it`s a re-creation of the lost city of New Orleans!”
Chris “Dad, was there ever a REAL New Orleans?”
Peter “No one knows, Chris…..no one knows…..”
“She makes me feel young. Not like YOU–with your Judd Hirsch sweaters
and your bag of `Werther`s Originals`…..”
“How calling every Asian man you meet `Chung King` can land a TV reporter
in hot water…..tonight at 11.”
I don`t need to PAY some guy
to tell me that eventually I`m gonna die….
a great t-shirt that I want to make…..
with a photo of John Travolta from Saturday Night Fever…
“YOU ASSHOLES ALMOST BROKE MY PUSSY FINGER…”
The `South Park` episode about FACEBOOK is the funniest one EVER!
“Aawww, FUCK FACEBOOK, seriously!”
“Maybe most people don`t notice half of what they actually see.”
“A man lives so many different lengths of time. And each one has
its own end.”
“The Raw Shark Texts”
THE POWER OF WORDS
“A dirty bird only thinks he can fly.”
“Ahhhh, Christmas….that magical time of year when the ghost of Jesus rises
from the grave and feeds on the flesh of the living.”
A family of ducks–male, female and 8 ducklings has stopped by the Oakwood pool today…
(they were there all day, even when people showed up…)
“What we see before us is just one tiny part of the world. We get into the habit of thinking,
this is the world, but that`s not true at all. The real world is a much darker and deeper place
than this, and much of it is occupied by jellyfish and things.”
“I may be going to Hell in a Bucket,
but at least I`m enjoying the ride…”
The Grateful Dead
If all else fails, there`s always a ONE WAY TICKET TO HONDURAS…
You can run away to Honduras,
but you can`t run away from your problems…
As you get older, YOU FALL APART…..
and you just keep fighting it…
4/4/10 Online at YELP….a straight KILLER review from one of my best regulars…Kellie, (Beverly and Helen)…
You just NEVER know what I`ll do or say next, do ya?!?
“Carry on then, poppet…….”
Perhaps I`ll use them for something….
I`ve always been a big fan of DELIRIUM for the CREATION process….
“GAMBLING IS ONLY A PROBLEM IF YOU LOSE”
regarding my cellphone photos during their most prolific era; at the time, it was the most
efficient mobile tool to accommodate my transient and nomadic visions…..
…looking at the latest work of Art, the potential art buyer says, “That woman`s arm is too long.”
Henri Matisse replies, “That is not a woman, sir. It is a painting.”
“I tumbled and rolled, pressed and pin-wheeled through promises thoughts stories plans whispers
lusts lies tricks secrets longings surprises loves passions hurts melodies memories wishes worries
doubts, down to up and inside to outside in a liquid forever of history, mind and churning, thundering concept……..”
“The Raw Shark Texts”
BEWARE THE LUDOVICIAN
(see attachment, and for Christ`s sake, read this book so you know what the fuck I`m talking about…!)
As I look out my window at the raging and turbulent, wind-torn gray and white sky as it shreds itself across the LA
smog basin, I don`t need some scientist to tell me that the Icelandic Volcano eruption IS affecting the ENTIRE
global weather patterns….
17,000 times a day….IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE…
I`M AFRAID THAT THEY`LL
ONLY NOTICE YOU
WHEN YOU`RE GONE…
regarding split-second timing in photography….
oh, random seagull, if only I could have captured the sunlight under your wings one second earlier and the cumulus clouds in the distance…
well, then it would have been perfect…
As I`ve always said….
DELIRIUM IS MY FAVORITE DRUG
“The view becomes the reflection,
and the reflection, the view…”
the flash of light
the perfect sunset
the decisive moment
the composition of a masterpiece
I see each moment of my life in snapshot images…
“She had a gold tooth
you know she`s hardcore
she`ll show you good time
then she`ll show you the door…”
The Beastie Boys
EVERYTHING is derivative because it`s all been said and done one way or another…
BUT the good stuff ALWAYS expands on the work of the past……makes it one`s own…
“I am the woman you don`t have to worry about.”
“hmmm, sounds like a trap…”
“Up in the Air”
Death Roars By
(when the bus passes just inches away while on a bike or a skateboard…)
“HELP ME, JESUS! HELP ME, TOM CRUISE!!”
speaking in code…..
will anyone ever really understand?
Don`t be so full of yourselves….
We`re all just descendants of some cavemen and monkeys who fucked…
“GREAT POETS DIE IN STEAMING POTS OF SHIT”
“If you didn’t use your backup plan, you played it too safe.”
`The Most Interesting Man in the World`
TV commercial for Dos Equis Beer (I like the beer, anyway…)
GODDAMNED TEXT MESSAGES!! DOESN`T ANYONE ACTUALLY CALLANYMORE?!?
4/28/10 FULL moon….
GIANT sheet of plastic like a flag in a plastic nightmare flapping erratically on the power lines outside.
I can it clearly from my balcony in the howling devil-wind. HA! Could things get any full moon stranger…? Probably….
“Dead in the water….
it`s not a paid vacation…”
For all the deleted memos and e-mails….
where do they go?
Is there a digital dead letter office?
regarding the great Charles Bukowski….
“He brought everybody down to earth, even the angels…”
“It was like a church in there
as only the truly lost
sit in bars on tuesday mornings
at 8:00 am.”
“Blue Beads and Bones”
LEARN TO LOOK FOR
THE HIDDEN MESSAGES…