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Strange Memories

Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era -- the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run ... but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. - Hunter S. Thompson

This quote from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas runs over and over through my head tonight, a near-perfect expression of being homesick for a place or a time or both. For me, it's always Amsterdam; I dream many times a week of being there, and try to imagine a scenario that would ever allow me to return, but it's hard to do that when even the purchase of a new pair of sandals from Wal-Mart wreaks enough budgetary havoc to give me pause. In some ways, my life was awful four or five years ago compared to now, because there was no love in it. In some other ways, though, I wish I'd appreciated how good I had it back then.

Strangely, my dream-Amsterdam contains several places that, though they do not exist in the actual city, remain consistent from dream to dream: an amusement park; an arcade full of tiny, authentic Asian restaurants; a wooden museum surrounded by lush tropical foliage. I also spend a lot of dream-time in the coffeeshops, though, and all of those are real.


I wrote this on Facebook the other day:

"One of the reasons I seldom use Livejournal anymore is that I have become fond of ephemerality. I'd never delete my LJ, as that would be dishonest and destructive, but sometimes I cringe to think all my angst and foolishness and tilting at windmills is still out there for anyone to read. There's a lot to hate about Facebook, but I do like the out-of-sight, out-of-mind quality of it."

A love of ephemerality is not necessarily good; taken to extremes, it causes me to live something of a fly-by-night life. Expired driver's licenses and such. It's also freeing, though, not to give a damn about one's own words. Yesterday, for the first time in maybe two years, I was in a Barnes & Noble. (Due to poverty and poor book-buying impulse control, I try not to go to bookstores anymore unless there is a particular book I want, and then I usually patronize one of the local independents. For everything else, I have rediscovered the wonders of the public library.) I always used to check bookstores to see if they had any of my books, and if they didn't, it would invariably annoy me. But I had been browsing in this Barnes & Noble for twenty minutes before it occurred to me that I could check. And then I realized that I didn't really give a damn if they had them or not, so I never did look. (I did buy The Babylon Rite by Tom Knox, who has the best tortures of any suspense writer I've ever read.)

[ETA: If you want to friend or follow me on Facebook, go here, or look up Billy Martin of New Orleans. All are welcome.]


3D Beatles

I'm reluctantly selling this gorgeous vintage 3D Beatles pendant necklace. Opening bid is $50.



This Week's Sale

PZBART sale this week: 25% off signed books. Lots of titles available, and many rarities.

Crossposted at Dreamwidth. Comment here or there, as you will.


Jewelry Repairs

Since I'm fixing a piece right now, I thought I'd post a reminder that all my handmade jewelry comes with a lifetime guarantee. If your piece breaks in the course of normal wear or use, please return it to me and I'll repair it at no cost to you.

Crossposted at Dreamwidth. Comment here or there, as you will.

Night Owls & Early Birds

We've had a lot of scary and unexpected medical expenses recently, so I am having Night Owl/Early Bird Sale: 3 AM today (3-31-14) through the stroke of midnight, 50% off all Nola Jewels (my handmade jewelry) and paintings on canvas. The jewelry ships free worldwide with purchase of any other item in shop.

Crossposted at Dreamwidth. Comment here or there, as you will.

Testosterone Book Sale

Hear ye, hear ye! Now announcing the OOPS MY TESTOSTERONE-LEVEL BLOOD TEST COST $226 BOOK SALE! I'm offering first-edition, out-of-print hardcovers of GUILTY BUT INSANE, THE VALUE OF X, and THE DEVIL YOU KNOW for $15 each with free U.S. shipping. As always, books are signed and can be personalized.

Crossposted at Dreamwidth. Comment here or there, as you will.

March Madness

March Madness sale: 30% off signed books (which can be personalized); 20% off original paintings. I'm still offering copies of the post-LOST SOULS Steve & Ghost story, "Stay Awake."

Crossposted at Dreamwidth. Comment here or there, as you will.


New Voodoo

Grey and I have had a hell of a time getting over this flu, but we soldier on, and PZBART is open again with a bunch of new voodoo products including wormwood, sweet gum seed balls, alum, saltpeter, cloves, hot peppers, cinnamon bark, and powdered selenite, all in decorative glass bottles with tiny adorable skull beads.


I also listed an iolite & pyrite skull choker with a wire-wrapped pyrite pendant. I haven't been able to make much jewelry lately because of tendonitis in my right arm that's aggravated by beading, but I'd been looking for the right thing to do with this pendant, and when I found these pyrite skulls, I knew they had to go together.

And we send a get-well shout-out to Chris, who had knee replacement surgery yesterday morning.

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