From the numinous to the tenebrous.

This reprobate weather cancelled my flight back to Vegas. Feeling lugubrious in NJ, which is how you are supposed to feel in NJ, I cobbled together this video which spans from Texas to New York, with the Garden State making an appearance via the midtown Dover express line. The dream of Hueco dissolves into the muddy hues of a northeast wintry mix. The only thing warm out here are my friends, some of whom make brief appearances. OK, enough of this deleterious bathos and pitiful kvetching. At the end of the video we visit Spiderman. Then the night melted into a reddish haze of ramen noodles, hand made gyoza, sapporo, hendrick's gin, and jameson's irish whiskey. Following this immolation of liver and brain, I awoke in new jersey with nothing left but a spleen and some simulacra... there was talk of Obama, neat, blood drinking, guillotines, Kilimanjaro, ganja, bosses, limos, beeotches, shee-its, pussy, puree, Woolloomooloo, spears, nicotine, sleepy eyes, audits, nicotine, slickness, this one's on the house...