if i went to a shrink this is how it’d go

tony whats your biggest problem

its probably my blog

whats wrong with the busblog?

the problem is when i get ready to write something i always have the best intentions. i want to write something arty and weird and deep and beautiful and so sexy that women from all around the world email me and say omg tony heres me in various outfits and poses, please, lets hang out in LA at your earliest convenience. but what happens is what i write ends up being predictable and bland and not sexy and not arty and certainly not weird. its never about cool topics it’s never written with any semblance of mystery. it’s just out there. boom.

and how does this make you feel?

its like if youre about to make love to someone special, you dont just unzip your fly and clap your hands twice to turn off the lights… you get the candles going, youve got a mixtape rolling, there may even be incense. the sheets are clean, the cats have been drugged and are snoring in a closet, youve showered. trimmed your nails.

im very confused. what does this have to do with your blog journal?

when i write it theres two steps: abject procrastination followed by an unrehearsed vomit session of ideas. theres no follow up, no editing, no fact checking, no spell checking. most of the time i wont even read it afterwards out of pure disgust. my mom will say something like, great writing today! and i will have to go and see what the heck shes talking about. its the opposite of professional or passionate or arty. it’s foul. the process is wrong. the results are all luck. sometimes good sometimes bad. but never what is intended. ever.

and how does that make you feel?

i reminds me of something Ric Ocasek said a long time ago.

is he a baseball player?

no he is that tall lanky pale singer songwriter of The Cars

oh he married a model.

yes. and produced Bad Brains and Weezer’s first record and anyways he said he loves all this dark, trippy weird shit but when he gets on the guitar or at the piano all that comes out is this super poppy 80s music and the only way he can give it any edge is to just slow it down like by a million.

have you tried that?

i just told you, theres nothing to try, i kneel down at the bowl and hurl.

oh. right. got it. that’ll be a hundred bucks please.

protesters made a peace sign in Inglewood last night

peace sign on the street

all weekend there were protests around the country.

most of the time police donning riot gear approached the demonstrators in aggressive ways with night sticks and machine guns and little mini tanks.

but in LA when the protesters marched down Manchester past the 405 to Randy’s Donuts

and the cops were nowhere in the shot.

they just let the demonstration happen.

now it helped that there were lots of alternative routes for motorists to use to get around the blocked off intersection

and when the demonstration found its way onto the 405 where they blocked traffic for a few minutes, the cops arrived and moved them back to the safety of the donut intersection

and then the cops left.

with no friction, the people did what good people do: they did something beautiful and made a peace symbol.

for all the mistakes and cringeworthy moments of this weekend, this was a super sweet spontaneous image i’ll never forget.

and we have the inglewood police and their mayor, mayor butts, to thank for it.