don’t say i didn’t warn you.

okay, kids… here goes. i’ll tell you about my life. lately i can’t sleep. i can’t sleep at all. i’m running on about, oh, i’d say 3 hours of sleep per day. essentially i try and sleep, but when i lay there i start to go crazy. all of these ideas kind of flow over me and they happen so fast that my head starts to hurt. i’ll write poetry in my head and i’ll need to get up and write it down, or i’ll think of something to draw and i will need to do it right then. it’s terrible actually. last night instead of trying to sleep and undergoing this insane restlessness, i stayed up all night and watched movies, because when i’m watching a good film my body and mind are perfectly content to just be still. i’ve just been thinking so much. i have found a purpose, though. i know something i must do. it is find joel gion, the tambourine player for the old brian jonestown massacre and make a film about him. as of 2005 he was working for ameoba records on haight street in san francisco. also, he fronts a new band now called the dilletantes. (real good stuff. you should check them out.) anyways… i need to make this film. i need to interview him. the movie is really shaping up in my head, actually. i need to find joel gion: