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Easy To Slip

Twin Peaks has become a common shorthand description for darkly comic and surreal TV shows. Do you see that influence out there in the world?
No. I don’t see it at all.

What do you think people mean when they say something is “like Twin Peaks”?
It probably means something more about the person 18947451_428616074178480_1283020689682464768_nmaking the comparison than it does about Twin Peaks.

Do you find it frustrating to be asked questions about Twin Peaks?
Nothing bothers me about it. People want to know. I just can’t tell them.

What are you obsessive about?

Is there anyone you talk to about your work?
No. I do it.

After being away from the world of Twin Peaks for so long, was it hard to find your way back into the atmosphere of the show and the minds of the characters?
It was just like rolling off a log.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing?
It’s a very good thing, David. It’s hard to stay on a log. It’s easy to roll off.

Climb Every Mountain


Woke Up It Was A Meth Nose Morning

woke up it was a mongo morning
and the first thing that i saw
was the nutbag with his twitler . . . .

The reason that President Obama did NOTHING about Russia after being Donald Trump & Vladimir Putin • Shirtless Manly Mennotified by the CIA of meddling is that he expected Clinton would win..

…and did not want to “rock the boat.” He didn’t “choke,” he colluded or obstructed, and it did the Dems and Crooked Hillary no good.

The real story is that President Obama did NOTHING after being informed in August about Russian meddling. With 4 months looking at Russia…

..under a magnifying glass, they have zero “tapes” of T people colluding. There is no collusion & no obstruction. I should be given apology!

Last Go Round

“It’s usually a big dark room, and there’s this woman onstage with this beautiful, rich, velvety rosalie1voice who’s telling you this story or singing you a song, and then she stops and she tells a little story, and then the song continues. It’s like you’re sitting around a campfire and there’s this great wise shaman. And it completely transports you out of yourself.”

She wrote this one up at Kesey’s place, sitting around a campfire, after he’d told the tale, that would become his final novel: Last Go Round.

Ours Is Not A Normal World


Where You Should Not Go

Mongo Confess Micropenis


When I Worked

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