biorequiem:Zoetica Ebb

1 — 12/31/08

2 — 01/01/09

Also, it is now certain that I’ll be making a stop at The Hive Gallery tonight to pimp my bee, as well as Club Suicide for a work engagement, after. See you there!

I drew a new bee for January’s “Bee Here Now” group show at The Hive Gallery.The reception is tonight, Saturday January 3, 8PM - 12:30AM! I might go for a little while, even.

729 S. Spring St.
LA, CA 90014
$8 at door/ $5 for those dressed in Black and Yellow
Show runs Jan. 3rd to 31st.

Of note:

• Around 3 am I wrote “Douche!” on the window of a parked car. In lip-gloss. It was boxing me in, bumper on mine. I think we can all agree I showed them.
• Can’t sleep. 8:45am now and I’ve been falling asleep into the same dream for the past 4 hours. Each time I wake up I tell myself I will not go back, but is isn’t working.

On an entirely different note, here is a bit of commercial magic to brighten your day. Sometimes it’s like YouTube just knows.

Wrangling cabs and friends and cocktails but first - this. Sound up, please.

First and foremost: 2009. It’s here already for some of you, and tonight for me. Let’s make the next year [and the three remaining ones before the Apocalypse] the best years ever! Think of me at midnight and make a wish. I’m not sure what this will do but let’s find out. Happy New Year!

Did you know that for a short while you can buy Coilhouse 1 along with Coilhouse 2? It’s true, mien peeps.

I’m guest-blogging on HauteMacabre. I meant to tell you sooner, but thought I should wait until I had more than one post up. Now there are TWO. Hawt Damn! Haute Damn? Anyhow! HauteMacabre is a new darque fashion blog. Still in baby stages, but we’ve been feeding it virgin blood and stilettos. It’s growing up.. so.. fast.

Some photos from an excursion to the beautiful Santa Monica mountains. The ones of me were taken by Vee. Eee.

Affirmation - taken with my phone after midnight today at Kinko’s. Thank you, Kinko’s, I feel better now.

First and foremost: Coilhouse Issue 2 is now available! I can’t begin to tell you how proud we are of this one.

We’re delighted to present Margaret Cho, Andy Ristaino, Stephen Kasner and that’s just the tip of the iceberg, baby. Lush, glossy on the inside and matte on the outside, this sexy beast is overflowing with interviews, articles, art and photography. There are all new color illustrations by your truly, paper dolls by Molly Crabapple, a fashion adventure with my dear Lumi, a fold-out treasure map, and so much more.

It’s dark, it’s gorgeous, it has the past and the future - in short, it’s everything we could have dreamed of, all in one issue. Read more about Coilhouse 2 and buy it, here.

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Operation “Escape from LA” was a success. Overdue visits, delicious food and mulled wine are good reminders of what it means to slow down for a little while. Sometimes I forget. Now I am re-charged and back to ink, keys, sleeplessness and various undertakings. Zobot, activate!

Photo-documentation can be found here, and a few favorites below the jump. Clickity click.

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sitting in the seemingly post-nuclear and barren LAX. everything is better before sunrise. 32 minutes ago Sitting in the seemingly post-nuclear and barren LAX. Everything is better before sunrise.

A few shambling zombies emerge

I’d take real pictures but there will be time for those later. In the meantime I’m wishing for coffee infused with Irish Creme, just hot and potent enough to remind my body it’s alive. Freezing!

Cabin fever + 4 free days! Thinking about taking off in the morning until Sunday. Where should I go?

There are still a few hours before ticket prices for tomorrow morning go up. Let’s hear it!

And! A little Christmas fable from me to you, on Coilhouse.

Happy holiday gift art by HopeInVain.

I got this scarf from a street vendor in Italy. Having a fancy hair day, so you get pictures. Faux Polaroids by Poladroid.

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Is there anything better than waking up to the sound of rain? I’m just now becoming fully conscious, watching fat drops of water sliding off the railing of my balcony under a thick mantle of clouds. And the day is only starting. Also, I wrote about a band I like on Coilhouse today.

I must run but have exactly 3 minutes - plenty for this. You see, I finally won a battle in which I proved an important fact about the movie “Let The Right One In” to very stubborn friend. I cannot tell you what it is because doing so would ruin the plot. However, here is a victory video inspired by all things dramatic and vampiric. Sound on, please.

But here is a photo from last night of my newly skunked head. Enjoy, if you dare.

Is it strange that you can just barely see my teeth here?

At Ammo

There are many, many reasons to hate the holidays. The mass hysteria alone is enough to make me not want to leave my cave until January 2. However, this year was different. We had reason to celebrate at our office holiday party. Observe:

Got that? Good. Inspired by such provocative and poignant lyrics, Courtney, Erika and I got to work. Witness the fruit of our labors below!

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Lou lays it on a bit thick when he says I’m some sort of internet superstar - we all know that’s not true until I’ve made a bad electroclash album and impregnated several unsuspecting ladies across the globe. In any case, check it out here - we talk about my experience with photography so far, art, love and more.

Photo by Ginny Guzman. She also took this.

Just like that, another post comin’ at you like a squid outta…

Hi. News!

• Coilhouse Issue 2 is done printing and is ready to rock your soulmeat. Read about that here, won’t you? I’m going to see it in just a couple of hours and my ink-heart fills with something that almost feels like joy.
• My bestest fwend and piggy Jhonen Vasquez has unleashed a newly re-designed JTHM tshirt. Read all about that over on his website, and peep a photo of me, presumably in my underpants, modeling the thing!

Now I am off on a flurry of hair and makeup to prepare for an outing. Over and out.

It’s true. Dark clouds seem to be hovering over many heads I care about, my own included. This must be fought heel and claw, comrades! Let us not sink into the abyss, but rather tame and ride that bitch straight to Armageddon! Let the forces know who their daddy is. I mean it.

A massive workload stares me in the face, but I feel that unless I make time to write here my head will implode. SO! Here we go. 3 things for your entertainment.

1. Getting hit by a speeding cop car in the middle of Sunset Boulevard

This wasn’t as bad as it sounds, for me anyhow. I was a passenger [a pattern emerges?] in the back seat of a car. The tree of us were about to make a left turn into a restaurant valet zone, as a non-sirened nor illuminated black-and-white rammed into us going 80. Within a matter of seconds, and I do mean seconds, the entire street was shut down for 5 blocks and we were questioned for 2 hours while numerous witnesses whispered words of encouragement. The driver was asked to take a breathalyzer test! I had to speak to every cop type you can imagine, including a very small one. While officers Tiny, Friendly, Dopey, and Angry were making the rounds between us, we were starving and freezing our little sacks off, looking like utter badasses. A passer by said that someone beyond the blockade told him there had been a murder! Alas.

We did make it to dinner eventually and took out frustrations on two dozen innocent oysters and very stiff cocktails. Pictures:

Hair fun, right before leaving my place [an even better one, here]

Tow truck scraping up my friend’s car

Pretty carnage

Well-deserved dinner, after

2. SG Book signing at Meltdown Comics

It happened, books were signed, people were met and Asahi flowed free.  Also, Meltdown [hey, I'm making all links bold from now on, until some sort of site redesign occurs] now carries Coilhouse Magazine, thanks to the ever-awesome Gaston and a young gent named Caleb Monroe. So if you’re in LA stop by there to pick up a copy.

3. To end on a high note - cunnilingus! NSFW, no.

I just came across The Vice Guide To Eating Pussy and, well, it’s simply genius. Boys and girls - if you want to be the one she thinks about years down the line, all misty-eyed and panty-tied, or if you just want to do it right, this one’s for you. Just remember not to ever, ever use any of this terminology in front of actual humans and you’ll be a pussy king/queen. Excerpt below, because it talks about cops, thus bringing this post full-circle.

8a) Clits that need a serious going-over

These are the most fun because you can be creative. Pretend your tongue is the bad cop and the clit is the guy who killed your partner. Separate him from his buddies (the lips) and suck him right up into your mouth. Now he’s on your turf. Keep him erect by creating an airtight vacuum chamber in your mouth. Slap the little bugger upside the head with one big tongue bonk. He’s not going to tell you shit because he’s a clit and he has no idea what you’re talking about, but kick his ass anyway. After a few teasers and swirling circles, rat-a-tat-tat him senseless like a boxer whacking a speed bag. If she starts freaking out like it’s too much, ease up on the interrogation.

And yes, there is also The Vice Guide To Giving Head.

Still don’t really have time [or reliable internet] to update here, and I must be off to ship shirts to those of you who ordered now. It’s Monday, it’s pouring rain outside and I’m full of blueberries. So here’s a video and a slap on the ass - now go make it a good week! And read some Coilhouse!

Time Warner Cable has had an outage for over 5 days now. I have tales to tell and photos to share but it will all have to wait, because I have work to do, when I do get to a reliable connection tomorrow. WORK, you understand?

1. this Thursday, 6-10pm my colleagues and I will be at Meltdown Comics at an Asahi & RedBull-sponsored  SG - Beauty Redefined book signing. G4 will be filming. Me: might have a few paintings up and for sale. You: like Asahi, naked ladies and want to be there
2. below, my tentacle jacket, on display at Hope Gallery in NYC

The book signing went rather well, and thus I unleash a photo-tornado from that night upon this world. All photos by Andrew Yoon or Courtney Riot.

Courtney and I sharing one of our many tender moments

Mother Ebb made a brief appearance!

Click below for so much more.

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1. Only three Stratosphere Messenger tees remain

2. Been a while, mm? In this installment, Q and I take you on a magical journey through the Huntington Library. See/read the rest here!

Courtney took lots of photos last night, as did agent Yoon. I’ll make a mega photo post soon, but here’s one, for now: me, dressed like a boy, dancing atop a gogo cube. No idea who the gent is, but he had some serious moves until he was asked to get back on the floor. Mysteriously, I got to stay on the box. A conspiracy?