Monday, June 20, 2011

On the back of a Western Steer place-mat. Late 80s.

Meet George Jetson.
His daughter Judy.
His son Elroy.
Jane, his wife.
His dog Astro.
Some bitch in heat (C'mere, Astro!).
His flying car mechanic, Speedy.
Star-Child, his drug dealer.
His hot-blooded, Latin, homosexual lover, Enrique.

And:

How can you find the middle? How can you be exact?
Sometimes, it feels right. Sometimes, it flows through me - pure, dazzling, speeding and electric. I live for those moments. The rest of my life is spent lost in the desert - waiting for a revelation.

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