Spent Saturday evening watching John Waters' Female Trouble with some friends from the Girly House. Hadn't seen it in 13 years or so, and in many ways, it's a lot more extreme than Pink Flamigoes in subversiveness. Haven't watched the director's commentary yet; maybe later this week while packing up stuff in the living room. Very quotable dialog, including:
"I wouldn't suck your dick if I was suffocating and there was oxygen in your balls"
"The world of the heterosexual is a sick and boring life."
"Who wants to die for art?"
and after sleeping thru the afternoon today, looked outside to see there'd been about 4-6 inches of snow while I wasn't paying attention. I still love how the unplowed snow reflects light even late at night, so you can go outside at 10pm and it looks more like the hour before sunset than it looks like night. It's way cool. Especially if you don't have to go anywhere and can enjoy it by looking out your front door.
In moving news; rescheduled moving van, typed up job acceptance letter and 2 weeks notice, booked flight to SeaTac for apartment scouting, listened to more 78s to get rid of, now that I've found someone locally who wants them. Not too bad for not getting out of bed until 4pm.