went to 'bodies: the exhibition' today- $26.50! it was a very cool display overall, i suppose: dwarfish cadavers from china in various poses of athleticism. the one female whole-body was standing askance without any sporty props. i made a sarcastic comment about sexism. everything was under glass or, at the very least, heavily lacquered, giving it much less authenticity than i craved. what did i expect, a rotting corpse with a halo of flies? there were displays of feti injected with anviren (sp?), which binds to calcium and turns the bones red. they were gorgeous, almost soothing, visible testaments of mortality floating in solution (upright, in fetal sitting positions) tastefully backlit. parts of that exhibit almost made me teary. it is truly amazing that humans can function at all. we are, i dare say, very beautiful creatures.
that shmaltz wore off abruptly, after seeing the huge table draped with human skin. a teenage boy beside me said "can you imagine being the dude who had to cut all this off?" there was the little kid who loudly and repeatedly asked his mother "what's THAT? what's THAT?" as she dragged him away from the penis display. there was the young couple voraciously molesting one another amid the cases of cecums and colons. throughout j kept making snide comments like "this is making me hungry." it was cool, yes, but not worth $26.50. afterwards i kicked his ass at galaga.
my own body is still, at 8.30pm, grousing about my residual alcoholic toxicity. i need to nip this fucking bender in the bud. i know better. once i start drinking it is very difficult for me to stop. thus it is a saturday night with tea and, irritatingly, reo fucking speedwagon on the hi-fi, and i'm in a bit of a daze.
i need to get out of town. i want to go to a beach. perhaps astoria. i want to see tortured surf and discover squirmy seabeasts and feel somewhat cleaner of spirit. how convenient that i decide this on the eve of my next work-binge.
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