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After losing his umpteenth romantic championship, the aging 31-year old boy Ricky Galore must take a good look at his life's creative direction.

Savage is the story of Ricky Galore's struggle to shed his inner-child forever and be a man" with absolutely no help from the once great (now culturally and athletically irrelevant) Randy "Macho Man" Savage.



I feel so extraordinary
Somethings got a hold on me
I get this feeling Im in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
I dont care cause Im not there
And I dont care if Im here tomorrow
Again and again Ive taken too much
Of the things that cost you too much
I used to think that the day would never come
Id see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

Elizabeth Hulette, known as Miss Elizabeth to wrestling fans, was pronounced dead at the Kennestone Hospital in Cobb County, Georgia at 5:45 Thursday morning. Huelette was 42.
WBS-TV in Atlanta reported that emergency workers were called to a townhouse owned by Lawrence Pfohl (pro wrestler Lex Luger). Pfohl then accompanied the medical personnel as they transported Hulette to hospital. Hulette died shortly after she arrived.
Pfohl was questioned about the death and initially released. He has since been charged by Cobb County for possesion of a controlled substance and is in custody.
"At this point, we don't know if it's a suicide, we don't know if it's a natural death (and) we don't know if it's a homicide," Cobb police spokesman Cpl. Brody Staud told WBS-TV.
Local police confirm that they responded to a domestic disturbance call at the location on Easter Sunday. WSB-TV reported that the police report said that Pfohl was arrested for allegedly beating Hulette, and that he was out on a $2,500 bond in connection with that incident.
It could be over a month until toxicology reports reveal what killed Hulette. Foul play has been ruled out.
Described by many as the "First Lady" of professional wrestling, Hulette was a major name in WWF during the 1980s as the manager of her real-life husband at the time, Randy "Macho Man" Savage. Savage and Hulette joined the WWF in 1985.
On his website, Savage posted a short message. "I am deeply saddened by this news, and our thoughts and prayers are with Elizabeth's family," he wrote.
The Kentucky-born Hulette met Savage in a gym, and worked with the Poffo family's International Championship Wrestling for a time. The family patriach, Angelo Poffo, shared a quick memory with SLAM! Wrestling. "She was a hard worker, she worked hard," said Poffo. "She took a lot of chances in the ring and a lot of dangerous bumps." He hasn't spoken with her since her divorce from Randy.
At her peak in the WWF, Hulette was so recognizable and popular that she was the focus of many major WWF storylines during the wrestling boom. Many of the angles revolved around the pair's off-again, on-again love affair. Savage even proposed to Hulette on a WWE television broadcast in 1992 and married her at the SummerSlam pay-per-view even though the pair were really married in 1984. An episode of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous was even filmed about the pair.
James Myers, known better to fans as the wrestler George 'The Animal' Steele, was saddened to hear the news of Hulette's death when contacted by SLAM! Wrestling. Myers, who worked an unforgettable "crush" angle with Savage and Hulette in the eighties, remembered her as wonderful woman and hoped that her death would bring about some positive change.
"I had nothing but respect for her. I think she carried herself in a very respectful way during the years I knew her," he said. "It's sad to see a person that young die," Myers continued. "It's such a waste. Maybe these (recent wrestling-related) deaths start opening some eyes and change some lifestyles. Maybe it's not all in vain."
James Harris worked as Kamala in the WWF, and knew Huelette there. "She was always nice and quiet," said Harris. "She stayed to herself, I guess it was because she was with Randy all of the time. I never saw her take a drink, so it's all pretty shocking to me. I could never say a bad thing about her."
Hulette divorced Savage in 1992. After leaving the WWE and disappearing from the wrestling scene, Hulette returned briefly to World Championship Wrestling in 1995 to join the red hot nWo and worked with Savage once again.
She even worked a wrestling match in WCW, a brief encounter with the late Rhonda Sing.
Elizabeth Hulette, known as Miss Elizabeth to wrestling fans, was pronounced dead at the Kennestone Hospital in Cobb County, Georgia at 5:45 Thursday morning. Huelette was 42.
WBS-TV in Atlanta reported that emergency workers were called to a townhouse owned by Lawrence Pfohl (pro wrestler Lex Luger). Pfohl then accompanied the medical personnel as they transported Hulette to hospital. Hulette died shortly after she arrived.
Pfohl was questioned about the death and initially released. He has since been charged by Cobb County for possesion of a controlled substance and is in custody.
"At this point, we don't know if it's a suicide, we don't know if it's a natural death (and) we don't know if it's a homicide," Cobb police spokesman Cpl. Brody Staud told WBS-TV.
Local police confirm that they responded to a domestic disturbance call at the location on Easter Sunday. WSB-TV reported that the police report said that Pfohl was arrested for allegedly beating Hulette, and that he was out on a $2,500 bond in connection with that incident.
It could be over a month until toxicology reports reveal what killed Hulette. Foul play has been ruled out.
Described by many as the "First Lady" of professional wrestling, Hulette was a major name in WWF during the 1980s as the manager of her real-life husband at the time, Randy "Macho Man" Savage. Savage and Hulette joined the WWF in 1985.
On his website, Savage posted a short message. "I am deeply saddened by this news, and our thoughts and prayers are with Elizabeth's family," he wrote.
The Kentucky-born Hulette met Savage in a gym, and worked with the Poffo family's International Championship Wrestling for a time. The family patriach, Angelo Poffo, shared a quick memory with SLAM! Wrestling. "She was a hard worker, she worked hard," said Poffo. "She took a lot of chances in the ring and a lot of dangerous bumps." He hasn't spoken with her since her divorce from Randy.
At her peak in the WWF, Hulette was so recognizable and popular that she was the focus of many major WWF storylines during the wrestling boom. Many of the angles revolved around the pair's off-again, on-again love affair. Savage even proposed to Hulette on a WWE television broadcast in 1992 and married her at the SummerSlam pay-per-view even though the pair were really married in 1984. An episode of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous was even filmed about the pair.
James Myers, known better to fans as the wrestler George 'The Animal' Steele, was saddened to hear the news of Hulette's death when contacted by SLAM! Wrestling. Myers, who worked an unforgettable "crush" angle with Savage and Hulette in the eighties, remembered her as wonderful woman and hoped that her death would bring about some positive change.
"I had nothing but respect for her. I think she carried herself in a very respectful way during the years I knew her," he said. "It's sad to see a person that young die," Myers continued. "It's such a waste. Maybe these (recent wrestling-related) deaths start opening some eyes and change some lifestyles. Maybe it's not all in vain."
James Harris worked as Kamala in the WWF, and knew Huelette there. "She was always nice and quiet," said Harris. "She stayed to herself, I guess it was because she was with Randy all of the time. I never saw her take a drink, so it's all pretty shocking to me. I could never say a bad thing about her."
Hulette divorced Savage in 1992. After leaving the WWE and disappearing from the wrestling scene, Hulette returned briefly to World Championship Wrestling in 1995 to join the red hot nWo and worked with Savage once again.
She even worked a wrestling match in WCW, a brief encounter with the late Rhonda Sing.
Luger had a decent football career, including time under coach Marv Levy with the Montreal Alouettes of the late 1970s. He got involved in pro wrestling in the mid-'80s in Florida and rose to prominence in Florida Championship Wrestling.
A hot, young prospect, he was brought into World Championship Wrestling and quickly made a part of the heel stable, The Four Horsemen. He jumped to the WWF and Vince McMahon's World Bodybuilding Federation. At first he was a narcisstic heel, but surprised many by turning good and feuding with Yokozuna.
He was one of the early big-names to jump back to WCW during the peak of the Monday night wars, and was with the company until its purchase by the WWE.
Pfohl owns the Main Event gym in Cobb County.
-- with files from Greg Oliver, Stephen Laroche and SLAM! Wrestling news sources
You are invited to sign Miss Elizabeth's Book of Condolence at www.ObituariesToday.com
"Sensational" Sherri Martel (with Macho Man Randy Savage)
Died: 6-15-2007, Age 49
Cause of death: Accidental Drug Overdose
Source [Wiki]
Image [images.google]

Other WWF wrestlers from the 1980s no longer with us.
The Death of Miss Elizabeth

Elizabeth Hulette, or as she was better known as "Miss Elizabeth, was the woman who defined the role of the valet. She died early on May 1, 2003 after Atlanta police responded to a 911 call at the home of Larry Pfohl, better known to wrestling fans as Lex Luger. Hulette was 42 when she passed away.

Hulette was alive when police arrived and later died at a local hospital at a little after 5:30 am. Police reports at the time indicate that Hulette had mixed vodka with painkillers in the hours before she died.
For most of today's core wrestling audience, Hulette was a large part of the early wrestling experience. As Miss Elizabeth in the mid- and late '80s in the then-WWF, Hulette was Macho Man Randy Savage's. manager. She also managed the Mega Powers team of Hulk Hogan and Savage, an angle that thrust her--and the valet role--into the limelight.

Hulette, who debuted in WWE in May 1985, was the first female of the new-look WWE. Her drawing power paved the way for future women to have major mainstream success. Though she was mostly silent in her WWE days, Miss Elizabeth was the gorgeous, petite brains behind Savage's brawny success. She didn't wrestle and didn't get intimately involved with Savage's matches. She was--plain and simple--eye candy. She was good at it, and the fans loved her for it.


When I was a very small boy,
Very small boys talked to me
Now that weve grown up together
Theyre afraid of what they see
Thats the price that we all pay
Our valued destiny comes to nothing
I cant tell you where were going
I guess there was just no way of knowing
I used to think that the day would never come
Id see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...

I feel so extraordinary
Somethings got a hold on me
I get this feeling Im in motion
A sudden sense of liberty
The chances are weve gone too far
You took my time and you took my money
Now I fear youve left me standing
In a world thats so demanding
I used to think that the day would never come
Id see delight in the shade of the morning sun
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
I used to think that the day would never come
That my life would depend on the morning sun...
Kick It!

You wake up late for school man you don't wanna go,
You ask your mom "please?" but she still says "NO!"
You miss two classes and no homework
but your teacher preaches class like your some kind of jerk

You gotta fight, for your right,
to paaaaaaaaaarty

Your pops caught you smokin man he said "NO WAY!"
That hypocrite smokes two packs a day!
Man living at home is such a drag
Now your mom threw away your best porno mag (Busted)


You gotta fight, for your right,
to paaaaaaaaaarty

You gotta fight

Get outta this house if thats the clothes you're gonna wear!!!!
I'll kick you outta my home if you dont CUT THAT HAIR!!
Your mom busted in and said "WHAT'S THAT NOISE!?!?"
Aww, mom your just jealous it's The Beastie Boys!

You gotta fight, for your right,
to paaaaaaaaaarty

You gotta fight, for your right,
to paaaaaaaaaarty

Paaaaaaaaaarty!

Paaaaaaaaaarty!



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In professional wrestling, blading is the practice of cutting oneself to provoke bleeding.[1] It is also known as juicing, gigging, or drawing color.[1] Similarly, a blade is an object used for blading, and a bladejob is a specific act of blading. The blood in pro wrestling is almost never, as often suspected, theatrical makeup, but actual blood, and the scars borne by longtime pro wrestlers are real ones.[2] The act is usually done a good length into the match as the blood will mix with the flowing sweat to make the wound look like much more blood is flowing from it than there actually is.[3] "Juicing" which occurs outside the storyline is said to be juicing the hardway, or legitimately bleeding.[4]
Contents
[hide]
• 1 History
• 2 Examples
o 2.1 Regular bladers
• 3 Notes
• 4 References
• 5 See also

[edit] History
Prior to the advent of blading, most storyline blood in wrestling came from one wrestler deliberately splitting the flesh over their opponents eyebrow bone with a well placed and forceful punch.[5] In his third autobiography The Hardcore Diaries, Mick Foley cites Terry Funk as one of the few remaining active wrestlers who knows how to bust an eyebrow open in this way. The forehead has always been the preferred blading surface, due to the abundance of blood vessels. A cut in this area will bleed freely for quite some time and will heal quickly.[2]
In modern North American pro wrestling, blading is almost exclusively performed by and on male performers; blading of women is extremely rare due to the risk of adverse publicity and the increasing use of female performers as "eye candy."
Typically, a wrestler will use a razor or other blade hidden in the tape covering his fingers or part of his hand(s) or somewhere else on his person.[2][6] However, the wrestler always runs the risk of cutting too deeply and slicing an artery in the forehead.[1] In 2004, Eddie Guerrero did this during Judgment Day 2004, resulting in blood loss severe enough to affect him for the next two weeks of shows.
Some wrestlers like Abdullah the Butcher,[7] Dusty Rhodes, New Jack, and Devon Hughes (Brother Devon / D-Von Dudley) have massive, disfiguring scars on their heads from frequently blading throughout their careers. According to Mick Foley, the scars in Abdullah's forehead are so deep that he enjoys holding coins or gambling chips in them to entertain and/or scare people.[7]
Today, blading is a lot less popular than in the past, due to the prevalence of AIDS and hepatitis.[2][1] In the 1980s, the willingness to blade was seen as a benefit for new wrestlers.[8]
[edit] Examples
Perhaps the most famous such incident was a bladejob performed by Japanese wrestler The Great Muta in a 1992 match with Hiroshi Hase; the amount of blood Muta lost was so great that many smarks to this day judge the severity of bladejobs on the Muta Scale.[citation needed]
Another such incident was during an ECW house show when a young wrestler known as Mass Transit forged documents and lied to ECW Owner/Promoter Paul Heyman about his age and amount of training. He then asked his opponent, New Jack to blade him. Jack cut through two arteries in Mass Transit's head when he bladed the young man, and fifty stitches were required to close the wound. A wrestler allowing someone else to blade him is extremely rare.
[edit] Regular bladers
• Steve Corino [6]
• Ric Flair [1]
Cutters
By RAZOR
Do you cut yourself with knives, razor blades, broken glass, needles, nails, paper clips, pins, scissors, tacks, anything you can get your hands on? Do you bang your head against walls? Punch walls till your hand goes all bruised and bloody? Do you throw yourself through panes of glass? Do you ever set you hair and/or skin on fire? Do you swallow batteries so they'll open up inside you, burning your organs with battery acid? Do you swallow broken glass, razor blades or needles? Do you ever hit your self with blunt objects? Do you punch yourself in the stomach, legs, head? Do you try to break your own bones? Expose your body to extreme weather conditions without wearing protective clothing so you'll get frostbite or sunburn or chills and fevers? Stare directly into the sun until it nearly blinds you? Do you pull out your hair? Bite or scratch yourself bloody? Do you ever feel extremely anxious and/or numb to the world for periods of time until you hurt your body to break out of it, to feel alive, to feel anything at all? Do you interfere with the healing of your wounds? Do you wear turtlenecks and long sleeves to hide the evidence?
If you do any of these things,
you are NOT the only one!
1.9 million Americans do these things, and do them repeatedly, some for years at a time, according to one conservative estimate. 1 Another source says 750 of every 100,000 people in the U.S. self-injure. 2 These people are NOT CRAZY. These people are NOT SUICIDAL, although a third of them expect to be dead within five years. They suffer from what is called by some "Deliberate Self Harm Syndrome," by others "complex post-traumatic stress disorder" (PTSD), "Repetitive Self-Harm Syndrome" or "multiple personality/dissociative identity disorders" (MPD/DID). Many of these people simply call themselves "cutters," and some simply call what they do SI, or self-injury, and use SI as a verb, as in "I SI once a month".

The majority of cutters are women, between the ages of 13 and 30, but there are cutters of every age and gender. The majority of cutters have been sexually molested and/or physically abused during their childhood. Many are survivors of incest.

Abuse of children has a long history. Many cutters come from families with a history of alcohol and/or drug abuse and sometimes mental illness. A disproportionate number of the queer people I know have been/are cutters. One third of all teen suicides in the U.S. are queer kids. The hatred of queer people by this fucked-up, backward society can be too much for some people to bear.

Self-injury is a self-preservation technique for many cutters; the self-mutilation relieves anxiety and/or depersonalization symptoms which could lead to psychosis or suicide if not alleviated. Self-harm can be focusing, calming. It can give a person a feeling of control over their lives and their bodies which they have experienced no other way. People trying to help cutters should not try to take this coping mechanism away from the cutters without helping them first come to terms with things that trigger incidents and learning new, healthier coping mechanisms with which to replace the old ones.

For many cutters, self-mutilation seems the only appropriate response to the state of the world and to how they're feeling about it and about themselves. Many cutters are extremely intelligent, sensitive, and creative people who have a hyper-sensitivity to the world around them. They may feel like an open wound walking through this extremely screwed up world while most people see m happily oblivious to all that's wrong with everything.

Even if you are not a cutter, you undoubtedly know someone who is. You may not know about their experiences, because they usually carefully hide this from you. When people find out someone is a cutter, there's a chance that person will be locked up in an institution or the psych-ward of a nearby hospital. There's a chance that she/he will lose her/his job, or be kicked out of school. The people around her/him usually don't understand what's going on, they sometimes flip. They're often very upset and sometimes even fear this person. An institution usually makes things much worse, isolating and branding a person who's locked up, taking away her freedom, causing people to lose respect for her. Most doctors seem to know precious little about this syndrome, and even less what to do about it. Pharmaceutical drugs are not the answer, as this is not caused by a bio-chemical imbalance. So it's very important that a cutter hide her wounds from the public and even from her closest friends.

Ironically, meeting and talking to other cutters can be a path toward recovery. Many cutters think they are alone, that they are the only one. So it's important that those of us who have the strength to do so come out about our experiences and share them with others. We can form support groups and help each other get through and past this part of our lives. We can educate the public so cutters will be treated with understanding and respect. We can fight against one of the main causes of this syndrome, child abuse, hopefully preventing young people from ever having to go through such painful and destructive experiences. We can out the fuckers who do this shit to kids, and increase public awareness of the very real and prevalent dangers children face at the hands of the grown-ups who are supposed to be taking care of them, teaching them, raising them, loving them.

One of the ways many cutters have helped themselves recover and stop injuring themselves has been through artistic self-expression. Even the physical act of creating art can be cathartic and release some of the tension, as in drawing X's by the hundreds as a replacement for cutting, or playing music that by its very energy and volume (such as punk, speed metal, thrash, etc.) allows feelings to surface and explode from the body that otherwise might've come out in blood. Writing has also been a good way to express and explore ones feelings in a world with very few outlets for expression of emotions which most people have little understanding or patience for.

Some cutters have found that it helps just to get out of the house/apartment, seek a change the scenery, go find someone to talk to, get involved in some kind of activity. Movement and dance can also help a person get back into her body, ground herself, release tension through more harmless physical activities. Strenuous exercise routines have helped others, since this helps your body release the same pain-killing endorphins released during physical pain. This endorphin rush may be one of the results sought by cutters, as it is by runners and by people who enjoy being tattooed or pierced.

Razor would like to share with you some of the experiences she had during a 13 year bout with DSH.
Check out the art and writing Razor has done on this subject - self injury writing.

WARNING! The content of these pages may contain "triggering" material.
I highly recommend a visit to this self injury site. This is the most comprehensive collection of information on the subject of self-harm that I've ever found, and it's put together by a cutter. She includes quotes from many cutters and lists of ways you can help yourself learn better coping techniques. At this site you can also subscribe to an e-mail list to make contact with other cutters, and fill out a questionaire on self-harm.
HELP for self-injurers. A list of treatment programs and centers, support groups, emergency psychiatric services, and suicide prevention numbers.
Those of you who have never been cutters may think yourself "above" those who have. Let me remind you that people self-injure every day in thousands of ways not necessarily included in a DSH diagnosis. Do you smoke cigarettes, drink booze, drink cup after cup of caffeine? Do you eat too little, eat too much, obsess about food? Do you take laboratory-created drugs? Do you have any tattoos or piercings? Enjoy SM? Spend too much time in front of a computer? Watch a lot of tv? Wear lots of toxic chemicals, plastic-fiber clothing, girdles, or shoes that make no sense whatsoever considering the shape of the human foot? Do you cover your skin with make-up? Do you bleach your hair frequently? Have you had body or facial hair removed? Have you had your stomach stapled, your nose broken and sculpted, your facial skin cut and stretched? Have you had your body fat lipo-suctioned out or silicone implanted into your body? Do you eat food full of pesticides, radiation and hormones, additives and preservatives? Bite your nails? Neglect your body's need for excercise? Work overtime or take work home with you? Rag on yourself for any of a thousand possible shortcomings? Allow yourself to be exposed to dangerous situations (like getting into a car with a drunk driver or going home with a total stranger)? I'm not necessarily saying anything against any of these activities, just pointing out that cutters are not total freaks outside your realm of experience. A visit to the site mentioned above will help you to better understand the cutter(s) you know.

1. A Bright Red Scream by Marilee Strong, San Francisco Focus, November 1993.
2. The Plight of Chronic Self-Mutilators by Armando R. Favazza, M.D., M.P.H., and Karen Conterio.

How friends can help. Razor's suggestions to concerned friends of cutters.

Letters and Poems by Cutters Read the writing of other cutters and send us your writing

Ah, push it

Ah, push it


Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby


Get up on this!


Ow! baby!

Salt and pepas here!


[now wait a minute, yall

This dance aint for everybody

Only the sexy people

So all you fly mothers, get on out there and dance

Dance, I said!]


Salt and pepas here, and were in effect

Want you to push it, babe

Coolin by day then at night working up a sweat

Cmon girls, lets go show the guys that we know

How to become number one in a hot party show

Now push it


Ah, push it - push it good

Ah, push it - push it real good

Ah, push it - push it good

Ah, push it - p-push it real good


Hey! ow!

Push it good!


Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby

Oooh, baby, baby

Baby, baby


Push it good

Push it real good

Ah, push it

Ah, push it


Yo, yo, yo, yo, baby-pop

Yeah, you come here, gimme a kiss

Better make it fast or else Im gonna get pissed

Cant you hear the musics pumpin hard like I wish you would?

Now push it


Push it good

Push it real good

Push it good

P-push it real good


Ah, push it

Get up on this!


Boy, you really got me going

You got me so I dont know what Im doing


Ah, push itJimmy got nothing made himself a name
With a gun that he polished for a rainy day
A smile and a quote from a vigilante movie
Our boy jimmy just blew them all away
He said it made him crazy
Twenty five years living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth

Sweet little baby on a big white doorstep
She needs her mother but her mother is dead
Just another hooker that the lucky can forget
Just another hooker
It happens everyday
She loved her little baby
But she couldnt bear to see her living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth

I believe in the gods of america
I believe in the land of the free
But no one told me
(no one told me)
That the gods believe in nothing
So with empty hands I pray
And from day to hopeless day
They still dont see me
(see me)

Everybody talks about the new generation
Jump on the wagon or theyll leave you behind
But no one gave a thought to the rest of the nation
Like to help you buddy, but I havent got the time
Somebody shouted save me
But everybody started living hand to mouth
Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth

Theres a big white lady
On a big white doorstep
She asked her daddy and her daddy said yes
Has to give a little for the dollars that we get
Has to give a little -
They say its for the best
Somebody shouted
Maybe
But they kept on living from hand to mouth
Hand to mouth, hand to mouth, hand to mouth

So she ran to the arms of america
And she kissed the powers that be
And someone told me
(someone told me)
That the gods believe in nothing
So with empty hands I pray
And I tell myself
One day
They just might see me...
(return to top)



George Michael lyrics
o I Want Your Sex


--
CC
http://www.criticalcrushes.blogspot.com

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NOTHO AT NUIT BLANCHE TORONTO

The self-proclaimed most-electrifying man in literary entertainment today Nathaniel G. Moore will be doing a walking Bowlbrawl tour as part of this years Nuit Blanche “because someone asked me to,” says Mr. Moore. Look for a special guest walk-in with Dragan Momchilo. The tour will include stops at Old City Hall, 81 Dalhousie and a pool hall where Greg Lebelle met Robert Towell for the first time. The tour starts at OCAD at 7:01pm.

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This event is free.

THE LOVE BOAT
http://thescream.ca/events/calendar.php?year=2006&id=33

SCREAM LITERARY FESTIVAL PRESENTS:
THE LOVE BOAT
SMALL PRESS DATING GAME
Sunday, July 9, 2006 at 8:00 PM
The Boat Restaurant
158 Augusta Avenue Toronto,(416) 593-9218

When smokey sings and when the small presses get together, amazing things can happen. And sometimes odd things. The collective forces of Coach House Books, ECW Press, and Mercury Press result have resulted in a perfect pre-High Park evening, called The Small Press Dating Game. Making ones trade by the pen, its easy to become isolated, so this evening will give a few choice writers the chance to talk to each other about writingstyle, theory, and tactics for overcoming that dreaded syndrome, writers block. Who will choose whom for the perfect literary date? Join host Nathaniel G. Moore as he asks the tough questions.

Artists/ Performers:

Jon Paul Fiorentino
Karen Hines
Michael Knox
Bill Kennedy

NEW LESBIA CYCLE

Lesbia writes Catullus some poems. Juventius reads the poems first, carefully handing each one over to Catullus who sips nervously, his Valerian (root) tea.


0. cleaning the bathtub with bleach

memory drives its wagging
tongue; a bath of hornets
crushing the wings, bursting
mechanical eyes.
my hot blood leaves down the drain,
reborn.

1. Catullus, no catharsis

punishment alludes me
no new knowledge can be
extracted from false DNA
testimony
lexically/sexually
leading him on
letting him go
has meant
nothing

2. eating disorders in the second person

scoundrel casserole add dinner guests
fussy lover, I can’t invite you to my
barbecues, and it’s not because my
chairs have splinters

tormented were the termites
bulimic with sawdust projectile
don’t yawn

3. flossing

pestilence inside
silence pestilence
or pestisilence
tripwire fence
squeeze a face for juice
all is plague
all is plaque

4. staring contest

at each other
we cut holes
in the January
snowflakes
blinked enough to
know this was no
ending




5. heartbreak

trying to read magazines
tensile crying
under the heavy X-ray padding
Don’t worry I say.

COMMON PEOPLE


She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,
she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College,
that's where I,
caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded,
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola."
She said "Fine."
and in thirty seconds time she said,

"I want to live like common people,
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people,
I want to sleep with common people,
like you."

Well what else could I do -
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to a supermarket,
I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere,
so it started there.
I said pretend you've got no money,
she just laughed and said,
"Oh you're so funny."
I said "yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here.
Are you sure you want to live like common people,
you want to see whatever common people see,
you want to sleep with common people,
you want to sleep with common people,
like me."
But she didn't understand,
she just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop,
cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
pretend you never went to school.
But still you'll never get it right,
cos when you're laid in bed at night,
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you call your Dad he could stop it all.



You'll never live like common people,
you'll never do what common people do,
you'll never fail like common people,
you'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw,
because there's nothing else to do.

Sing along with the common people,
sing along and it might just get you through,
laugh along with the common people,
laugh along even though they're laughing at you,
and the stupid things that you do.
Because you think that poor is cool.

I want to live with common people,
I want to live with common people etc...

Jessica Westhead has a bookie out with Greenboathouse check it out.

http://www.greenboathouse.com/chapbooks/jessica_westhead.htm

NOTHO TO HOST SMALL PRESS DATING GAME JULY 9th at THE BOAT!!!
http://thescream.ca/events/calendar.php?year=2006&id=33

SCREAM LITERARY FESTIVAL PRESENTS:
SMALL PRESS DATING GAME
Sunday, July 9, 2006 at 8:00 PM
The Boat Restaurant
158 Augusta Avenue Toronto, ON M5T 2L5, Canada (416) 593-9218
When the small presses get together, amazing things can happen. And sometimes odd things. The collective forces of Coach House Books, ECW Press, and Mercury Press result have resulted in a perfect pre-High Park evening, called The Small Press Dating Game. Making ones trade by the pen, its easy to become isolated, so this evening will give a few choice writers the chance to talk to each other about writingstyle, theory, and tactics for overcoming that dreaded syndrome, writers block. Who will choose whom for the perfect literary date? Join host Nathaniel G. Moore, sitting in for Jim Lange, as he asks the tough questions.

Artists/ Performers:

Jon Paul Fiorentino
Karen Hines
Michael Knox
Bill Kennedy

LIVEJOURNAL INTERVIEWS NOTHO

LIVEJOURNAL: So, you're hosting an event in Canadian Literature?

NOTHO: Oh, it's completely true and carefree.

LIVEJOURNAL: This is not your first time working with Jon Paul Fiorentino is it?

NOTHO: Let's be honest, we're gonna have to start using Roman numerals after our names for these interactions, but it's quite fitting. Have you read his new book, The Theory of the Loser Class? It's his best book period. But you know, you have to be really cool to get it. Thankfully, as we all know, I am very cool and get it. So I'm privileged. But seriously I have 3 copies. If you are to push poetry on people this summer, make it a Fiorentino summer. And also I'm really excited to meet Karen, I'm a big fan, though I am using slim fast these days and I wear a patch, but that is because Johnny Depp keeps sending me unmarked postage. Fuckhead.

LIVEJOURNAL: How did you get this gig?

NOTHO: Honestly, it's all Andy Brown's fault, I was wearing his tuxedo shirt in Montreal and then at this Toronto reading that I hosted, and one thing lead to another and Scream signed me for the night. It's a one-off, I mean, I'd love to say it's gonna lead to something bigger, like the big stage of Scream next summer, but I try to live one lunchour at a time.

LIVEJOURNAL: What can the folks expect from you now that you are in between projects. What story is your Canadian Literature character telling now?

NOTHO: I hope that people will be making out around me and dancing. I'm bringing a lot of music with me, and I expect DJ obedience. Right now, it is true, I am in between projects, so my sales reps, and other people have to adapt to the change between sports entertainment pyschosis and romantic stalker poet, it's hard, but there are forms available.

LIVEJOURNAL: What can the common cold expect on July 9th?

NOTHO: To be cured of boredom. I really think it comes down to a ratings war with the club slut scene, and honestly, I'm the best thing going right now socially in Toronto, and everyone knows it, but everyone can't afford me. Thankfully the Canada Council is funding Scream, so they can afford me, but I'm not going to be hosting any convenient store openings or any strip mall renaming ceremonies. I mean, what would Cat Power think?

LIVEJOURNAL: Thanks Notho, as always, you've made me wet.

NOTHO: Oh, I know. Pull yourself together LIVEJOURNAL. You had me at #$:#)!

Associate Insanity Press

www.notho.net

BONUS: READ THE FIRST POEM FROM NGM'S NEXT BOOK!!!!

http://www.swback.com/issues/004/Curfew_the_Dead.shtml

BOOK EXPO CANADA
Metro Toronto Convention Centre, Toronto, Canada

Conundrum Press is honoured to be sharing a booth with Toronto's fantastic artisinal Coach House Books at Book Expo this year, June 11-12, Metro Toronto Convention Centre, North Building. Stop by Booth 106 Sunday and Monday from 2-3pm for signings from authors featured in The Portable Conundrum: Robert Allen, Bowlbrawl author Nathaniel G. Moore, Liane Keightley and Valerie Joy Kalynchuk. Also, librarians and booksellers ask us how you can expand the "graphic novel" section of your collections.

Well it's true, 95 per cent of my personality these days is the direct result of Scorpio (I don't believe in that nonsense) Scott Nihill.

The whole, "I'm in it for his sisters" angle has been played out to death like Hogan versus Bundy with the bad ribs so 1985.

I like the Nihill sisters, but they're not half the man Scott is. Tonight we spent a good time with a Pisces Russian Spy named Olga with surveillance bangs and eyes with 16 cameras in them.

She helped me with a muscle term because I'm writing about spines. But the blue ink has spilled over the page and now I can't read her fucking handwriting; Scotty was like, "You can have that pen," it's all part of his plan, he knows little things set me off, and that I'll likely go on a sparrow killing spree.

I have just googled the part of Olga's handwriting that remains from the ancient ruins of 1:24am, and it's quadratus lumborum thank you Dr. Googs, thank you Olga. Her boyfriend is also from "Chicago" which is Broderick/Bueller code for "Russian Spy"

http://images.google.ca/images?hl=en&q=russian%20spy&sa=N&tab=wi

We're going ahead without Chelsea or Donna Summers to film Creepy Dungeon Video, I just have to write the script that no one will follow.

Let's take a look at the clip http://www.notho.net/video


I’ve had a pretty strange week, Griffin Awards was fun but short-lived, I didn’t stay as long as I thought, mainly because I just didn’t feel the love; but let me see, oh yeah so I hosted the after-small press book fair reading and I was quite good to the .6 people who showed up.

Then I went to a party with rob mclennan who was in town to do some photocopying and eat at the Victory Cafe Seniors Home Poetry Centre.

At this party which was in a house filled with York University Campus Patrollers and Radio Felt, I met a paperclip from Quill & Quire and told them theys has bunny ears as a result of standing in front of a plant. Then I talked to Ewan and some other literary figures in the community.

Today I made plans to work on things with my usual slew of video artists who are in body casts. Is it just me or is my silver bike looking more and more like a Tie-Fighter each day?
http://www.aerotechdesigns.com/assets/jtenspeedearrings3.jpg

I realize now, more than ever that I am so very special and unreasonably glamourous and that I should only exist in quicktime.
Or live in the bottom of a giant sexy milkshake.

Scott was in his usual insane form, and he insisted on me doing finger-paintings for every idea I uttered; it was time consuming. A pen exploded en route to Brunswick Avenue, this is the second major fluid loss I've had at Scott's since Red Wine 6/2/2006

"Have you seen my dildo?"
"You don't have a dildo."
"Oh, have you seen my boyfriend?"

So much is going on to get me convicted of larger crimes in the community it's great. If it's not illegal drugs or prostitution allegations, it's hosting small press readings.

I resurrected my motion-picture idea CORRINE: THE LOST YEARS which is about a loser who is giving a girl he never dated time to come to her senses. It’s just so fun to think about.

”She’s dating 34 men over the next 15 years and we’ll see what happens,” says the narrator of Corrine. Dreamworks is interested in shooting in Spring 2046, but I’ll likely be at Indigo. So we’ll get Tom Hanks Jr. to star with Angelina Jolie’s third world granddaughter.

Dear Canada Council will now branch off into a Fingerpainting community sponsorship scandal where the good Council refuses to rebuild a budding fingerpainting headquarters and artist centre.

If I ran the world, it would not look the way it does.

I’ve been reading tons of Anne Carson lately, trying to get into the mood. I’ve also been doing Sappho push-ups and two Chinese Catullus chin-ups each day.

I have tons of blue ink on my hands, keys, wallet and a plastic cup if anyone needs any.

Ink Donnors: It's in you to give. Unless you are not so good, then don't use ink.


Picking up his lazy corpse, Catullus recognizes extreme hints of his own aftershave
suggests a haircut to himself
unkempt bard
his black hair has grown over parts of his ears; the rest jets forwards, his bangs growing towards his thin eyebrows. Grey eyes are veiled briefly in the sheath of tea fog.

BOOK EXPO CANADA
Metro Toronto Convention Centre, Toronto, Canada

Notho will be at Book Expo. It's true. It almost rhymes.

Conundrum Press is honoured to be sharing a booth with Toronto's fantastic artisinal Coach House Books at Book Expo this year, June 11-12, Metro Toronto Convention Centre, North Building. Stop by Booth 106 Sunday and Monday from 2-3pm for signings from authors featured in The Portable Conundrum: Robert Allen, Bowlbrawl author Nathaniel G. Moore, Liane Keightley and Valerie Joy Kalynchuk. Also, librarians and booksellers ask us how you can expand the "graphic novel" section of your collections.

http://www.conundrumpress.com

http://www.bowlbrawl.com

http://www.reedexpo.ca/bookexpo/