All our lives we sweat and save. Building for a shallow grave. Must be something else we say. Somehow to defend this place. Everything must be this way. Everything must be this way, yeah.
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Strange eyes fill strange rooms. Voices will signal their tired end. The hostess is grinning. Her guests sleep from sinning. Hear me talk of sin. And you know this is it.
Its been an interesting couple of weeks. I plotted and executed plans for this summers Rock N Roll BBQ. I began biking to Evanston when the weather and my time permits and over the most recent weAkend I discovered a great Mexican Restaurant called Taco Diablo 1026 Davis St, Evanston, IL which has some decor that suits my tastes just fine.
After the podcast on the 14th Ashley came by for a visit and it was really great seeing her again. I ordered Enchiladas from El Palmar 1008 W Irving Park Rd, Chicago, IL
This past Sunday Greg Miner stopped by to do the podcast while Cassie shot us with 3 cameras this time. Ellenita sat in and observed as I will be trying her out in a couple of weeks as a co host. I REALLY miss Yvette and all that she brought to the show.
Ma, take this badge off of me. I can’t use it any more. It’s getting dark, too dark to see. Feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door
with Stacy Burke at GlamorCon
The MK ULTRA family lost another member last month in one of our most loyal and talented photographers Karlton. Last night I got an email from his daughter Erika who is now reaching out to his friends letting them know know he passed away in May from a COVID 19 related illness.
I started working with Karlton just before my mother passed away in the summer of 2004 and worked on my UltraviXXXens project, and then GlamorCon and many other events.. In 2005 we attended the AVN AEE in Las Vegas which like GlamorCon was an adults only fun filled fest in its own. We worked off and on till about 2010 and I became engulfed in the corporate world in order to make ends meet, a world I’m in to this day.
He will be greatly missed by all of the varied personalities he worked with and befriended. He was definitely one of a kind and I stress the work KIND, because he was.
We will have a tribute to K RAWK on tomorrows MKULTRASOUND PodCast.
Wishful, sinful, wicked blue water covers you. Wishful, sinful, wicked you can’t escape the blues. Magic rising, Sun is shining deep beneath the sea but not enough for you and me…. and sunshine. Love to hear the wind cry.
6/15/2020: Got more biking miles in tonight than I have any one day this year. I got to see how much North Elston has changed. Tomorrow up to Evanston and back via The North Channel Trail.
It’s been a coons age, 12/2019 since I first had a Popeyes Spicy Chicken Sandwich w Dale Patrick Bennett. 6 mos later I went back for 3. One is for my ride tomorrow night.
6/16/2020: I left home at 5PM and took the complete North Channel Trail to Evanston and back. 26 mile round trip, had Coldstone ice cream and biked back home. Doing it again tomorrow.
Can I interfere in your crisis
can I have a taste of your ice cream
Can I have a taste of your ice cream
can I lick the crumbs from your table
Can I lick the crumbs from your table
can I interfere in your crisis
No, mind your own business
The North Shore Channel Trail is a 13 mile lightly trafficked out and back trail located near Skokie, Illinois that features a river and is good for all skill levels. The trail offers a number of activity options and connects to the Skokie Northshore Sculpture Park. A arrow 2-mile expanse of landscaped walkways & bike trails displaying 60+ sculptures of all types. From my home it’s roughly 4.5 miles to the start of the trail at Francisco and one I’m at Church St and McCormick Blvd it’s another 3.5 to the part of Evanston which has been my destination.
Ah, the moon’s too bright, The chain’s too tight. The beast won’t go to sleep. I’ve been running through these promises to you. That I made and I could not keep. Ah, but a man never got a woman back. Not by begging on his knees, Or I’d crawl to you baby and I’d fall at your feet And I’d howl at your beauty like a dog in heat.
I’ve put a lot of work into my porch this week and ordered 4 new chairs and threw some old ones out. Right now I’m debating when to host this summers Rock n Roll BBQ.
The pepper plants are doing very well. Only a month in and I’m able to put a little TLC into them being that I’m home so much.
Got bad news this week that my old friend Mike Shoemakers wife Miranda passed away. I was the best man at their wedding.
Also this week Darren Henderson’s father Art passed away. I knew Art during the years I grew up in Morristown. Darren and my brother Blue were best friends growing up.
And sadly Dave and Rob Ganz’s father passed away at only 66 yrs old. I stayed at his house a few times and he was always super cool with all of us. He even dressed like Svengoolie one year.
Saturday I left early and took a walk to Aldi where I had gone the night before for groceries and then to Target to pick up a movie poster frame for the movie Pirates starring Jesse Jane, Devon, Teagan Presley, Janine and more. The original frame that I got for it back in 2005 was warping and I’d moved it from my apt down the street to this apt’s office in 2007 and then to the guest room and now its in the hallway.
When I got home I took my bike out to go to Aldi in Edgewater and to Mariano’s which is the most amazing supermarket.The Aldi location by far is much nicer and cleaner than the Uptown location. On my way I saw that the Buena Ave entrance to the Lakefront bike path was blocked but I did find a little known tunnel to the bike path and took it north to Hollywood and did my shopping.
Sheridan Rd is a mess with potholes all over and there’s no bike lane so it’s pretty scary. I was white knuckle the entire time. My bigest beef about the mayors plan is that the lakefront is still not open and again it makes absolutely no sense.
I spent the rest of the day rearranging the guest room and studio room.
Late Saturday I ordered the movie poster for my favorite Russ Meyer film for the hallway. It’ll go between Supervixens and Faster Pussycat Kill KiIl. So much, too much free time with this phase of reopening. I’m really starting to get angry over it.
Now, she’s fast, she’s bad and she’s Italian, she makes 100 miles per hour, oh yeah As we cross the city lights, she takes me higher, she’s the hottest one i’ve ever had, she’s just like fire She rocks around the clock, her motor never stops, till the sun comes up yeah Her engine cries all night with passion and desire, so you turn her on and refuel her with fire She’s got me in a trance, and i’m just getting higher
I haven’t posted any thoughts or adventures as of late because there’s been a lack of. Everything baout this year 2020 sucks more than anytime I ever care to live. Right when there easing up was upon us in Chicago the riots and looting and arson and criminal activity erupted with not one word from our fucking mayor about social distancing. I’ve stayed inside for 3 fucking months for what? People have lost jobs, businesses will never open again and nobody seems to care but rioting is just fucking fine. Its not the cute word the far left wants us to use like “unrest” it’s CRIMINAL! But no. they get a pass with no fear of consequence.
I started to feel normal Saturday when I biked up to BBQ w/ Max Bravo and Sunday Emily Sifrit came to do the podcast. We dines at Tac Quick the first time I’ve dined out since March 15 at El Mariachi. So I’m slowly reentering society even though the office isn’t opening till at least August. I intened to bike to Evanston and further every night after work.
TBC
“You gotta kill the person you were born to be to become the person you want to be.”
After an evening of peaceful protesting at Broadway and Sunnyside, another group chose to loot the soon-to-be opened City Sports at 4520 N Broadway. A reader sends us these photos from the REAR of the store showing looters clearing out shoes from a metal security door that was pried from its frame. If you recognize any of these individuals, we ask that you contact the 19th District at 312-744-0064 or email CAPS019District@chicagopolice.org
We serve an old man in a dry season. A lighthouse keeper in the desert sun. Dreamers of sleepers and white treason. We dream of rain and the history of the gun. There’s a lighthouse in the middle of Prussia. A white house in a red square. I’m living in films for the sake of Russia. A Kino Runner for the DDR
I’m a winner, I’m a sinner, do you want my autograph? I’m a loser, what a joker. I’m playing my jokes upon you. While there’s nothing better to do.
Hello,
This is Robert Ellis. I want to give you a quick update regarding the No Safe Spaces DVD that you ordered. After seven weeks, Monday, we were finally allowed access to our warehouse with a limited staff. While unavoidable, not being able to mail the DVDs has been very disappointing and frustrating for us. Customer service and delivering your order on a swift basis has always been our objective.
Now that we have been given access to our warehouse we are working virtually around the clock with the limited team to get the DVDs mailed. When the order is sent, you will receive a USPS tracking number.
We are grateful for the opportunity to serve you. Thank you for your patience and your purchase of No Safe Spaces. As I said in my previous email, if you have any questions, feel free to call me directly, even on my cell phone.
My best,
Rob
I can’t imagine there is any better example of social distancing that running, jogging or biking on the Lakefront trail. This one really pisses me off the most. Its going to be in the 80’s next week. I’ve seen families with young children biking in the city streets which is not safe.
Liberte, egalite, au jour d’hui see’est tres tres tres. Voici l’opportunite nous incroyables. I got the moves they got the grooves. Summoned the gods and they all approved.
Saturday the weather warmed up a bit and I took a bike ride up to Edgewater around noon. My first stop was Edgewater Produce 5515 N Clark St, Chicago a very well organized grocery store offering fresh fruit, vegetables & meat plus an extensive selection of Mexican food. I picked up 4 varieties of huge peppers that I intend to stuff with crabmeat and cream cheese this weekend when Dan and Brad arrive Friday evening.
From there I, on the advice of my landlady Syble ventured a little further north to the Gethsemane Garden Center 5739 N Clark St, Chicago a sprawling, upmarket garden center & greenhouse offering plants, flowers, gifts & outdoor furniture. There were 3 different lines for 3 different sections of this massive garden center. Being it was a day before Mothers Day the line for the flower section stretched about a block and a half. I was there to pick up vegetable plants so my wait to get in was only about 5 min. They controlled how many people were in the store and everyone practiced social distancing. I picked up 7 plants of 4 different varieties and then put them into the box I had strapped to the back of my bike. Everyone at the store was wonderful. I’ll certainly be going back soon.
When I was done there I biked a little further northeast and stopped to have a drink with and visit Max Bravo. I wasn’t in a drinking mood but we caught up for about an hour and he also gave me some tamales to take home. I can’t wait to eat them. I had one more stop to make at the Andersonville Jewel. Its much different from Jungle Jewel or the Edgewater Jewel and was also VERY crowded. I bought some fresh fruit and made my way home.
I was still nursing the bottle of Smirnoff I purchased Friday night and there was still some leftover to share with Cassie when she came to meet up with Yvette and I do do a full blown podcast. 3 cameras etc. It was a really good show with 3 videos by my old Polish friend Peter Guellard. As the show was uploading I walked to Walgreens to pick up a small bottle of Smirnoff and Cassie ordered a HUGE vegan pizza which was surprisingly good. While at Walgreens I was finally able to pick up single use masks which were pricey but now a requirement in Chicago.
Monday morning I slept till about 730A and was feeling a little wear and tear. I walked into the living room and saw an empty bottle of Smirnoff on the floor. That’s is a first. Cassie got home around 11P and we had been hanging out and talking for hours the night before. My cats were on their morning ritual with the big one screaming at me everyday when I don’t get out of bed to give her wet food when she demands it. I turned on my work computer and saw all of the emails with resumes I’d have to get on. I was dragging and my voice was shot. Between seeing Max Saturday and Cassie and Yvette on Sunday I had talked more in two days than I had in 2 weeks since March 15th. All in all it was a very productive day and I have a full calendar till Dawn and Brad arrive Friday.
