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11/25/2001

Here in Kansas City, KS visiting Jocelyn's parents. Went to a Casino Friday night. Only lost 14 dollars after rea;lizing the 25 cent slots were way too much , so the rest of the time I stuck with the nickel machines. Went to the River Market yesterday in KC, Missouri: saw some caged chickens & geese (not yay) had some awesome barbecue at Winslow's; they had meat in their barbecue beans. The beef in the sandwiches was a little fatty; when in Rome--- Joce & I just covered it up with sauce and ate it. Went throught this awesome museum about a sunken steamboat from 1856 that had been raised about ten years ago from somebody's cornfield by a group of intrepid guys. Awesome, awesome museum experience. "The largest collection of pre-civil war artifacts anywhere." More on it later.
Good reading at an antique shop on the way home. Intel 20th anniversary photobook, Girl,Interrupted, Proust's Swann Way[the first of Remembrance of Thing's Past, which I haven't read] . Erasmus' Praise of Folly, a good book of Emily Dickenson, something else, something else.
Flying back to Tampa tomorrow, with a late night drive back to Orlando & responsibility. Looking forward to it.
Cultural tids from the Arabia museum: bed keys = origin of 'Sleep Tight!' Green River Co.'s knife blades: "If you're gonna stick a man, stick him through to Green River (the inscription on the base of the blade)".
Jocey's brother and sister-in-law leave today. Last night we played Trivial Pursuit and watched the rest of "Invasion of the Body Snatcher's"[1978] DVD. Interesting director's commentary revealed why the Ameritrade Building was in nearly every other shot in the movie (they were bankrolling United Artists). Donald Sutherland, good actor. Watched the Matrix last night too, on DVD. Only Jocey and I finished it. She had never seen it before.
"Some-thing keeps me from enjoying..." "The Keebler elves' Underwater Choco Syrup factory."

Good Hungarian food last night. Chicken and dumplings, dumplings had a similar consistency to spatzel. Panckaes this morning.
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11/13/2001

A letter to Claude Noriega, attornery for the Entertainment Software Ratings Board:

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� Date: � � Mon Nov 12 2001, 12:37 PM GMT-05:00

Hey Claude. s'Will:

I wasn't able to call you guys before we headed out from Williamsburgh, down the New Jersey ChurnPike to 95 to Richmond to 85 to Atlanta to 75 to Ocala to the Florida Turnpike to Orlando. Whew; just looking at all that makes me tired. But now i'm snug back in Central Florida where it is raining:) a lot. I had a tremendously fun evening with you and I really want you to call if you ever want to. You guys have a wonderful place!! Congratulations. And congratulations for tomorrow at noon, Mr. New York State Bar. My thoughts will be with you --- will you be wearing colored socks with your suit? I'll talk to you soon.


forever your friend, Will;
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11/10/2001

My feet stink.
Around noon and we're gonna leave Georgia soon. About to start the last bit of our journey. Just emailed my agent to see if she doesn't hate me completely for being out-of-touch with her. Emailed my girlfriend and my grandmother too (whose birthday was yesterday: 87 yrs!). BTW, they're two different people, my girlfriend and my grandmother (you sickos). Saw some great, fun improv last night at Dad's Garage , where a bunch of alums from FSU's Whammo Palyers and my theatre, SAK, in Orlando have built up a great following after playing non-stop the last 6 strong years. Stayed at Matt Stanton's house last night; he and Sylvia are awesome!! Saw Rene Delafont, from my highschool, play in the show--an improvised soap opera set in the Old West was last night's treat, complete with rascist stereotypes!! Those were the funniest. You should go here and read the synopsis.

It is COLD!!! Can't to be in O-ville tonight, where it will undoubtedley (sp?) be cold too, but where I will have someone to keep me warm (hmmmmmm-mm-mm--mm-zinss, sorry Jared)....

Finally saw the preview for Robot Bastard... check this out!!
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11/07/2001

Today Jared and I somehow crawled out of sleep at 9:15 and jumped on the L to meet Lauren at the Metropolitan Art Museum. Grabbing 60 cent coffee and a buttered bagel each, we nimbly made it to Union Square from Bedford on the L, then switched to the Green 4-5-6 up to 74th or something like that. Lauren was a few minutes late at 10:10, but we quickly checked our coats and paid the 10 cents each to get in. We looked at some drawings by Pieter Bruegel that interested Jared and Lauren, and there was some serious fucked up things going on in the 16th-century Flemsih dude's drawings, people. Lots of but humor and Dali/Bosch/'Til-It-Sleeps Metallica Music video style strangeness: batlike creatures with disgusting underbites eating their own arms.

We continued on to the Impressionists' area, to see Jared's favorite painting plus some new Van Gogh's the museum had recently aquired. Bill Viola had an interesting video installation. There was a painting of a cow and some scientists in which the cow is being shown a painting of some other cows as the scientists gauge its reaction. It was a painting I remembered having seen in May.

We ate a diner that was actually decent, then waited on Lauren to get her ID museum renewed so we could get in the Whitney for free. We 3 taked of who we knew and what they were doing, and what we were doing. Once at the Whitney we saw an exhibit on The Art of the Projected Image, featureing a bunch of reproductions of film & video installations from the 1970s and 80s. One room had a double-screen Warhol movie, a color one, called "Lupe", in which Edie Sedgwick plays a young Hollywood siren who plans an elaborately elegant death by overdose, but her head winds up in the toilet.

We found out it was 4:20 and found a green to the L, where Lauren said goodbye to us at the Bedford. We picked up cheap Chinese takeout and headed home, where we ate quickly and fell asleep. I woke at 11, went down the ladder and found Jared and Lenny hanging out, talking. Lenny had brought some beers. Really wasn't in the mood for one so I drank half, really am worrying it;ll take longer than we think to load this truck up. GOD, do I want to get out of town at a decent hour tomorrow. I would love to be in Atlanta by afternoon Thursday. That way we have time to connect with Matt Stanton and to see a show at Dad's Garage . I hope Jared can be convinced to quit by 3 tonight even if we aren't finished, and just load the truck tomorrow morning & be out by 10 or 11. Can't wait to be back in Orlando. Have that vaguely sad feeling whenever I leave New York, of something unfinished that I'm leaving behind. But I know after a few hours on the road that feeling will go, and I am looking forward to that time passing.

Love to Jocelyn, and dreamy thoughts.
xxxxxoooo
Will;.
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Last night met Claude over in Brooklyn Heights at his new place, unbelievable a block or two away from his shitty digs at Henry St's St George Hotel where I crashed during my first ever visit to the city in Septemebr 98, for the Independent Feature Film Market. Suffice to say, it's a big improvement. Moving gone up as Lem Sportsinterviews said. It was great to see him, just like old times, the same old Claude presense (spastic, funny, comforting).
We noshed and Guinness-ed. Lisa joined us, good to see her too, and Jared showed up from picking up the van in Newark, just before the early last call at midnight (dismal business, the barkeep said, due to it being election day. People staying home).

On the way back to their place, the four of us went by a fire station that had lost 8 members during September 11th. Many flowers and candles outside, plus a big banner thanking the neighborhood for its support. Through the windows Lisa pointed out the canvases of photographs of the guys , all who probably made about 40,000 a year, that died working that day, or, are missing. Chilling, that and the cold.

We walked along the promenade. Claude said he had taken the pictures on his web site from the same spot. I tried to figure out how tall the towers had been. Apparently there's a star in the sky that's now visible, that was formerly covered up by the two massive buildings. Lisa pointed out the worklights, and the smoke rising from the 18 fires still burning at the site.

On the walk home, the distinct acrid scent of burning plastic wafted through the air.

At Claude & Lisa's, we drank some more, and had left-over halloween candy. Alize with cranberry is yummy, like hooch punch from FSU I told Claude.

It was soon 3 am, and Jared and I realized we should beat it if we were to get up and meet Lauren at the Met the next morning. On the trains home, we took funny pictures.

[Those trains were: the A or C from High to 8th, the L from 8th & 14th to Bedford Ave).

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11/06/2001

PS to Chris:

BTW, did you know that the Pine View drama league we helped build has a site now, complete with a Film Festival (?!) section and a message board with alumni area.
go to http://www.drama-league.com/. I've been debating making a presense there; I think I'd like to have a relationship with the fruit of the seeds we planted there.

check it out, whoo knows, beela fleck and the flooooo.

;w
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A Letter To Chris:

Hey:)
Thanks for the email; yeah, after calling twice and both times talking exclusively to Randy, who both times said 'Chris drank a lot and has died/ is in the process of drinking & dying'. Glad to hear from the horse himself (whoreSE).

Went over to Matt Chapman's last night, where Ryan Hrvatin actually was!; out of his own house & everything. Had 1.5 shots of cuervo; for someone who doesn't drink tequila often I feel I did I fairly good job. We 3 and Matt's girlfriend Jackie talked in her the kitchen , and I tried to convince Matt on how all these Orland/Atlanta people in Los Angeles know about/love HomeStarRunner. Then we watched select scenes from a live Tom Petty dvd (can't you just imagine this). Oh, and I showed them Break Down , which I hadn't been able to show Matt was I last saw him up here in May. They laughed a fuckload.

Any luck with that That Dog tribute album girl?

Yeah, swap lines with Keir, mose def!

I'd like to have an in depth conversation with someone about how sex is a basic human need and why I've had problems a great deal of my young adulthood because I haven't been real upfront with myself about that. Something you said in your email made me think that.

re: video project-- I'd rather you be using me, too. Soon we'll be way more able to do projects together (for I shall be on the west coast).

Got a blog now (I know, owww): http://whatevorg.blogland.com . It's little, but it might help this email make sense.


Laters--- I hope soons;
Will.
xo
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11/05/2001

in New York at Jared's in Williamsburgh, Brooklyn , helping him move back to Florida for Spring 2002. Where the hell did 2001 go? Helping him move his new paintings and vaaaast belongings to earn my passage south onboard his rented truck. Impetus: I was in Los Angeles and had to get back to Orlando; it was $270 direct from Ontario, CA's airport to ORL and $140 from Ontario to JFK on Jet Blue. Yes, it's a crazy way to run a hospital (or life), but I'm nothing if not impractical then suddenly practical.
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