SHORT:
Every bar bathroom has nowhere for me to hang my coat but 8 collages of magazine clippings that spell out “send a postcard from my ass when u get there”.
MEDIUM:
The other night at 3am, a group people buzzed my apartment. I jumped up to see if I knew them (I did not).
They kept buzzing, and I ignored it the first 4 times, but by the 5th time, I went ahead and let them in, cuz I was annoyed and wanted to go back to bed.
If you’re scared of death, you’re scared of life! Or whatever.
LONG:
I’m putting a lot of pictures in the body of this week’s newsletter because I don’t have a lot to say.
It’s that time of year when nobody really has anything to say — I’ll say it!
I haven’t heard something interesting in months. If you have something interesting to say, please, for the love of god, email me.
The Oscars are Sunday. My partner is going hog wild. They just sent me this text:
Everyone say a prayer for my eardrums if/when Austin Butler wins.
I watched a few movies this week (non-Oscar ones). There was a zoo in one of the films. Whenever there’s a zoo in a film? It’s gonna go ahead and be a metaphor for how the characters are in a cage of their own! Sort of cool that we, as a species, want and need visual metaphors like that.
My favorite viewing of the week was My Beautiful Laundrette. There’s no zoo in it. But there’s Daniel Day Lewis playing gay, and he’s an animal! Am I right, ladies!? ← Sorry I just blacked out.
I look forward to winning an Oscar one day for “Nonbinary Actor In A Male Role”. Just kidding, I have no desire to act.
Sorry for lying. I’m good at gaslighting because I was a diver for 12 years and it’s a sport where you aggressively spaz out in the air for 30-seconds and then disappear under the water and are like “that actually NEVER happened” and you get rewarded for it.
I need whatever the reverse is of 12-years-of-competitive-diving bottled and shipped to me ASAP 2 swallow.
I’m writing this at a cafe and keep turning my screen away from everyone who walks in because I’m humiliated what I’m doing — definitely a good sign!
I need to go to for a run, so I’m going to stop writing this now.
If you’re bored, GET TICKETS TO A SHOW I’M HOSTING THIS WEDS!
and/or catch me at Metropolitan on 3/13, Littlefield on 3/14, Club Cumming on 3/31
Okay,
C U Next Tuesday!
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Sincerely,
Reid Pope
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