“Well Did EWE Evah? — Complémént de Affaire, CERFA n° 13473*01

Good Afternoon Marianne.
It’s 4:20 in CET… Shall we continue with this Dance
might as well —i mean— You know, to welcome Ringo Starr and “La Fiesta de La Musica” en toda LA FRANCE… Night and Day, BabyDay and Night.

Dear Marianne: With all due respect, i have already explained several times — sur papier libre — what your people at the 6émé bureau call a “projet de création de plan d’affaire,” and although, Baby, some of the key players* les “héroes de feuilleton” have changed teams in this most non-consequential saga; “The Song,” Marianne — “Remains the Same.” Cordialmente, armando segovia.

Si la foto es buena…

Context on line five follows… it’s the 11th Hour and we send a Shout Out to TRMS and — La larme vue dans le monde entier!

I know, Marianne, — i know what’s going to go through the minds of the reviewers of my most inconsequential CERFA formulaire at le 6éme bureau when they see one of Barbara’s line on a Parisian trash can with a perfectly good and, might we add; sealed « matin léger » six pack… now,  if we [the staff] knew anything about subtilité, we’d tell you that it’s because a « matin léger »  is « facile à digérer »…

What do You say we take a pause from the dance and instead play « hardball », eh?

Issy, BARBARA, whereever You might be, “Si la foto es buena”, sure the theme of the lyrics changed, but the abominable Cruel and Unusual form of punishment patterns are ALL THERE, down to the « President’s Wife », eh? — ScreenGrab is courtesy of The Chris Matthes Show and his access to the archives of the National Broadcasting Company… ISSY, Marianne, the good thing about this most non—consequential blog is that the French don’t have a National Broadcasting COMPANY, eh!

TimeStamp: 01h00 in CET

… and no Marianne, we [the staff] have not, we repeat—to quote Chris Matthews— have not done a single “backflip” since we’ve landed on the CDG, no Ma’am. Instead, Marianne, what we’ve had to do since day 8th, when the Year of Mexico in France was put in the garbage can is a bunch of motherfucking forward somersaults.

And, as a matter of fact, one of these piruetas pa’lante was a response to Brontis à la préfecture rejection for the renewal of the second part of the permit that we [the staff] identified as a “blank card” to basically swim like fish in water when it came down to gathering the elements of a story about corruption and privilege.

We call these maromas, tangentes interesantes, or Cross Media Tangents.

The Little Red Girl… ISSY, Marianne, soon after Brontis à la préecture confiscated our « titre de sejour » and with it our both of our feet—along with our shoe leather reporting credentials— Donald Trump came into the Mexican scene, and to quote the « Ministry », “THERE WAS ONLY ONE THING THAT I COULD DO” and that was, to “ding–a–ding–long” my SEIS GRADOS de Kevin Bacon, i had to develop a way to keep my honing my craft while keeping the ingredients within the tropes and topics of the “melting pot” that gave Country, and my early “horn of plenty” childhood formation that infused my soul; REMEMBER MARIANNE, Que Yo Soy Un Producto de la S.E.P.—eh!

… in Central Europe Time it’s six hours to summer solstice, right now Robert Zimmerman is strumming the Tombstone Blues, or some “great commander–in–Chief” saying “death to all who shed a tear,” or something like that—hell, Raquelito, Dylan even ended the song with how “Ewe gotta put a Wall—over here,” can you believe how the times seem to not be changing!

TimeStamp 06h29 in CET.

TimeStamp: Flipsville… in Siren Central Time

The Longest Day Follows.

Nueve de la noche—Europa Central

ENTER “Matilde” á Carrefour
Sois Jeune et Tais Toi

Saint Paul–Simon-de-Graceland, et Sgt. Deux–Deux du la Commissaire Henri Mancini à le 15éme Arrondissement de Paris.

No entienden que el modelo económico-politico ya está agotado… es un agotamiento GLOBAL“.
Emilio Lezama
CEO de “Los Hijos de La Chingada”… o algo asi.

A continuación las condolencias del Monoprix, para el Carrefour.

…en sus años por Sciences Po, Emilio siempre fue cliente de Franprix y el G-20… Brozo por su parte es fiel a “Las Tarjetas de Premio” de Soriana, el muy payaso.

TimeStamp: 21h45 en la Biblioteca de información pública en un centro llamado “Beaubourg“.

Brozo… antes de que se me olvide, como fue el caso de hoy por la mañana:
Chingas a tu madre, cabrón.
Te pido una disculpa por haber faltado a mi deber de saludarte.


For the record:

Aquilatadas, Sirenas: the good thing about…

… about this most inconsequential blog, is that y’all—vous ne nous lizes pas… “but is all Right”, at both the sevenTEEN hundred and at the TOP of the hour, in Central Europe Currency por allá por CALEXICO—Baby!

“… and it’s all right.”

Happy Pie Day,

Welcome. Every one is invited to this lonley town on Pie Day, even the cube heads. So if you have six or more faces —don’t delay!

Condenadas… perdón COORDENADAS, no condenadas, porque esa palabra es bien amigota de las canallas, y pues entonces eso es otro pastelito que se acompaña con café bien cargado… Anygüey, las coordenadas del vecino bien mono que ocupa la contra esquina de estas figurotototas del Rock and Roll circus, al otro lado del “roundabout” en la calle Furstemburg, en Saint-Germain–des—Pres, ahorita se las metó más al rato OK, HENRY? Así que Fellas, no se me vayan… deteniendo, y digo fellas —as in Fellows, con una de las dos eles, por supuesto, Corazón, bien MUDA.

Step right in, it’s a musical circus. From Rock to Jazz, Ethnic to Chamber and Classical. You don’t need no ticket and Drinks for all of the Sirens are on Da’House!

Accident on pareidolia street, apophenia was a witness of the scene. According to her, Serendipity was riding her bike, when a yellow car wearing a blue skirt ran the spontaneous muse over. }—-~~~\*>  Algunos dicen que segoviaspixes capturó la escena y la pusó en un marco junto a un par de  ovinos en la rue de l’Échaudé, 75006… CopyLeft, and all that good Creative Commons stuff.

De arranque, el primer track de esta banda sonora para sordos es el soliloquio de un desgraciado que escribe para emborracharse… o que se emborracha para escribir…

(ya no me acuerdo cómo iba la frase, pero la chica venezolana de Issy–Les–Moulineaux que pasa revista a películas en Frecuencia Paris Plural—Emisiones Americas… o algo así, con Osler Amaro y su staff, fue la mina que  me acuñó la primera pedrada… perdon, acuño esa frase primero.)

… no se pierda el primer acto de redempción en dónde se le escucha a este desgraciado gritar al  Universo lo siguiente:

From the collection Hypertunneling with Marianne… context follows:  foto y diseño por armando segovia / segoviaspixes—2018

Hey, You. Are you listening? Can You hear me. If you are,  could You please be advised that my next “Hogar” needs to be on No. 3 Rue de Cardenal, 75006; so make a note of that, and yes, the staff already knows that they are going to have to deal with the “Brown Sugar” and Crack dealers, winos and clochards when we [the staff] hit that ground.

Ewe cow!… said the fucking Wether in sheep talk. Episode One. }–––~~~\*>  Rue de l’Échaudé, 75006, foto por  armando segovia / segoviaspixes 2018. CopyLeft, Gustavo, CopyLeft, my old friend.

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TIMESTAMP:

Bruce “resortes de la prima vera” SpringsTEEN… Jersey « Mec» is TOPS }—-~~~\*> Uso justo del cancionero « no official » de Las Sirenas de Issy-Les–Moulineaux.

Las fuentes de doña Cyber Vilma, Follows, fellas:

“Shout it, Shout it out loud.” KISS.

fuente follows: in the mean time here’s some tunnel vision for y’all from Storyville on the Seine:

Chuy sin maquillaje en el underground. CopyLeft, Gustavo, copy motherfucking left, amigo. And give my regards to the BrUTEP crowd…. From Atlantic City, 75004.

This one is dedicated to the Sam Donaldson Center at El Paso “U”:

“… and so it was,”… Brozo, la foto es por Yo Mero, pero, pinche licenciado, no me confundas con el güey del PRI que tus patronesquieren sentarcomo presidente… do give my regards to don Bernardo Gómez y Mr. Gary Sanchez (sin acento)… ok, cabrón? 

… for those who arrived to this plane of existance after Springsteen was Born To Run, y’all will find the reference from the composition above in the frame below, in full spectrum, with the squelch on, and of course Raquel, in Listening Silent mode:

La sombra blanca. Merci, Sirens; merci, for the BOOGALOO ∴ 33 ∴ « todo va bien en el Universo »… besos.

The following is a TimeDelay source, because the actual time now is in Millenium Time via (Chicago) on the Seine, on a patchy Thursday afternoon, cette a dire… if Alice, Charlotte, Jane, and guy named Aaaaaaaaaaa–rmand would read us, they would not Let Us [the staff] lie, because this episode of the Rock and Roll circus was Serendipitously synchronized in Real Time with the early evening Sacrosant programming from the Certain Sirens at Issy–Les–Moulineaux, and their take on the deambulatory music of Louis Malle:

https://www.fip.fr/player/reecouter?play=31530

https://www.fip.fr/player/reecouter?play=31528

Imaginary Blurred Lines – Vertical Hazy Realities

27 de enero 2018
Sabbatical Day # 23

[Omnipresent Voice
Comicus speaks]

… con el permiso de don Paco I. Taibo II, el de su personaje en forma del detective privado Héctor Belascoran Shayne; y si menospreciar tampoco a el resto de “La Nomenclatura” de Morena, así que pues, don Paco, lo siguiente se raya en Spanglish con un poco de Castellano, but mostly it is scribbled en Anglais.

FOR THE RECORD,
the following, Corazón,
is about a Veriform Appendix:

« `cus you’re a good [Caryatid] girl »

Had he known that the commitment level in that Civil Union pact applied only to him, he would have finished cooking that pot of frijoles and let her die a slow and painful death right then and there… neta que sí.

[Woman’s voice
Sarah Silverman introduces one of the staff’s First Favorite Jewish person]

Dear World,

Comicus needs no introduction, but just in case Preatorian guards are wondering why the One-and-Only Mel Brooks is dropping in [en este inconsecuente blog], well, it is because Jeff Goldblum is temporarily indisposed… and y’all know how Mel likes to take care of “The Fly” everytime that he comes down from one of his metamorphic “trips,” back into human form.

Anygüey, the staff continues to dwell in their yearly Sabbatical; we however [the drafted replacements], are doing the best to deliver “The Cross Media Tangents” that the staff commissioned Jeff and me to deliver to you all in the first place.

… however, please be advised that we [the drafted replacements] continue to experience Major Technical Difficulties in the form of: WE FUCKING LOST all of the staff’s remaining production equipment.

Thank goodness for Les bibliothèques de La Mairie de Paris Network, which has given us [the drafted replacements] two hours per day to fiddle around the AZERTY keyboards and their restricted interwebs… damn you “le serveur proxy.”

Sorry, Armando Álvarez, we, [the drafted replacements] wont be able to see you hosting “the” SNL tonight, or any time in the coming days… “Break a leg” and punch Colin Jost right in the fucking gut for us, Will’ya please?

[Voz omnipresente
de Comicus]

De todos modos “Che”: no te vayas, because AL REGRESAR…

It’s Weekend Edition
with your Host:

Philippe Labró

[Comicus continues with the narration]

Flashback to January 27th of 2011.

[Text on screen]

On a day like tomorrow, enero 28, of 2011, the Staff arrives to Paris.

 It was a rather quick and pleasant flight, less than nine or ten hours to depart from the runway at LAX and then exit from the baggage claim at CDG; of course, upon landing, rain was forecasted for the next five or seven days; the previous month was a cold one, apparently the staff had missed the biggest snowfall that covered the streets of Paris in quite a while, in any case the staff can’t remember the specific details of his arrival on account that in the past 400 days or so, all of those archives went up in smoke or were lost to Eastern European Gypsies on a public bench near La Gare de Lyon; now then, of the stuff made of papers not even the ashes remain and of the physical gadgets not a trace can be pegged.

Anygüey, it was 7 years ago tomorrow when a guy, a bloke,–un pinche vato valedor, pues– boarded a Big Ol’ Jet Airliner from France is in the Air… or something like that, and which flew from the City of Angels to the City of Lights. He did this in order to try and plot the Virtual Latitudes where “Legitimate Wrong doings,” as The Rachel Maddow Show soundbite likes to call ‘em, are jetsomed onto virtual rivers of impunity where institutionalized criminality, as the staff straight-up likes to tag ‘em, flows downstreamalways downstream– just like shit always flows from the highest places in power to the lowest forms of denominators on the chain of command or of concerns; in this particular river of sorrow, the jetsom thrown away by a disastrous judicial system engages on an morbid dance with the Flotsom that in this particular river stream takes on the Form and the Shape of “ABUSE OF POWER, CORRUPTION, FAILURE OF PRISON SYSTEM, PERMANNENT ILLEGALITY (informal business practices) FOR THE REGULAR CITIZEN, AND PERMANENT PRIVILEGES FOR THE UNTOUCHABLE OLYGARCS.” (Aviso para don Paco: las mayúsculas fueron adquiridas en préstamo de su libro “NO HABRÁ FINAL FELIZ: La Serie Completa de Héctor Belascoarán Shayne; pg. xiv del prefacio de esa obra. Gracias. y se utilizan con fines educacionales y nada más, para que no la vaya usted a hacer de Pex, ¿’ta bien wey?).

[Voz de mujer
Sarah Silverman doblada al Espagnol]

Ni modo, hasta aquì llegamos por el día de hoy; una disculpa por no poder subir dibujitos y fotos… dicho de otra manera: ya se nos acabó el veinte en la biblioteca. Ciao.

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Veriform Appendix

The Role of a CARYATID:

A caryatid is a type of column, in the form of a Woman, [ invented by the French, of course and ], found in temples of ancient Greeks. It’s a good term for heroines who are institution builders of their worlds – women who support and maintain the Status Quo. These bitchesperdon, perdon, va de nuez, these heroines like order and functionality [ once they climb to the top, before that happens they are « believers » not fucking pragmatists ]. You can see a CARYATID in your bitchay, ay, ay… sorry; you can see a CARYATID in your heroine when she is eagerly trying to prove herself [constantly] on the job, by being a loyal wife [not always], running her own business and generally doing her own bit for The Establishment. (Pg. 62). This particular paragraph on this most inconsequential blog is a fair use of media. Bold lettering; strikethroughs; and underscores are the emphasis of the makers of this most inconsequential blog.

Source for the CARYATIDs:

Jacey, H., “The Woman in The Story: creating memorable female characters“. 2010, published by: Michael Weise Productions.

DECIMA DIE; CAPUT TERTIUM —Intermissio

[Laughter’s voice
Sarah Silverman]

Moving on, the proposition that the color scheme commanded by Mr. del Toro triggered the signature visuals of ‘Amélie‘ and the lesser-known cannibal-comedy, ‘Delicatessen‘ of Jean–Pierre Jauner’s, has already been established; entonces, pues —lo siguiente… and yes Dearest Darling }-~–~~\•> ESTO ES UNA DIGRESSIÖÖÖöööooonnn…

“Mi amigo el brujo” y “Dos fantasmas y una muchacha” siempre está en cartelera en el Orpheum de la eternidad.

Lo siguiente se tiene que leer con la voz  en  mente  del mentado Tin Tan.

[don Beltrones Sketch follows]

TEAL are the Edges de La Journe    Journée… look it up!

Felicidades y en–Hora–buena por su galardón esférico dorado de los Golden Globes; y de paso, [the staff] reckons de que como cuándo usted rodó Cronos, hoy también le cabe un buen: Chiqui–Ti–Bün—Ä—la–BIN—BÖN-_Va por andar ATANDO CABOS en el diálogo de su película, El Fondo Es Forma… ¡ah caray! perdón don del Toro, el Staff quiso redactar: La Forma de Como Corre El Agua es Fondo … ¡UTA!!! se me lengua la traba y no leí bien “La Forma Del Agua”, anygüey, el staff quería felicitarlo por conectar los atropellos y crímenes del Complejo Militar Industrial —y La Exxon— en El Ecuador: ¡Viva John Perkins!, don del Toro; y que vivan Las Chivas bien sacrificadas también; porque siendo del Norte, al staff les encanta el Cabrito en Brasas.

Context follows… Captura azul verde es cortesía de TSG Entertainment.

ISSY don Memo, sin embargo así mero como con Les–Monstrueux de las Aguas Saladas de Las Amazonas, “je, je, je,”… El Club de Axolotls de Kansas City nos ha hecho saber que por favor le solicitemos a usted y a Sean Penn, que para las próximas Tangentes o aristas circunstanciales en sus películas, por favor hagan ustedes referencia a los atropellos de los monstruos (algunos hasta Dinosaurios) del país que a usted lo vío nacer, y a Sean Penn lo vío cochar… (pobre don Eric del Castillo; como sufrió antes de morir).

El Verde es Forma hasta en el Fondo d’este Cartonazo de La Jornada, pero, Gracias al Club de Los Dinosaurios de Atlacomulco, Don Beltrones no se tiene que preocupar. — . Uso justo de La Jornada.

El staff, Sr. del Toro, de antemano entiende que ni en Texcoco, ni en Xochimilco, ni en Chalco —mucho menos en Pátzcuaro, o en Chapala— va usted a pescar un Huachinango con patas, y menos con la finta del sexy Panthro de Los Thunder–Thunder–Thunder Cats… ¡En Tula!, y con los restos óseos jamás recuperados de las víctimas que “El Negro Durazo” allí “dompeo”, pues, a lo mejor allí hasta un híbrido TransGénero de La Llorona podría usted pescar, para una pelicula con El Hijo del Santo,—después rodar… y como titulo en marquesinas se me ocurre: el santos contra las regalías… o algo así.

Captura cortesía de la Ciudad de los Axolotls por Internet… uso justo de todos los monstruos, incluso los terapéuticos.

Bueno, ya me voy, el escenario me espera y en la eternidad no hay de otra, y menos, señor del Toro,  jarritos de beberecua.

[Voz de hombre—Jeff Goldblum, o quién le doble su voz al Espagnol]

… ahora regresamos al rollo que nos tiene a la Linda Sarah y a su servilleta atrapados aquí mientras [el staff] regresa del Sabático Anual, —de regla.

Anygüey:

if Amélie captures parts of the moods of Paris, particularly Montmartre and some of its more fabulously quirky characters, then The Shape of Water does the same thing with the Color Green, and the mood of the U.S. in the 50’s and 60’s; at least that’s what the staff interprets from the monopoly of the shades of Green throughout the movie, which projects a glimpse of the shadowy world of the Industrial Military Complex; why–Green —MEMO— in-one-of its tones, is the Color of radioactivity and of a Nuclear Holocaust; and lest we forget, Green–is–also_the–quintessential Color of the almighty U.S. Dollar.

Azulejos color Cromo Amarillento, según los proveedores de mosaico de la RATP en París. — . Foto por staff.

Green, in its Cadillac TEAL tone (because of it’s coldness) is the perfect Color candidate for the Cold War.

Mención honorífica:
Hoy, en el décimo día del mes de enero del 2018, el Staff desea agradecer “la esquina” que la abogada Cloé (así sin hache, porque ella no es muda) nos tiró en Nanterre (CEDEX) 92010.

“Muy agradecido, muy agradecido, muy Agradecido… decía un Samurai del Orpheum, en Veracruz.

AVISO

Esta entrada fue editada el jueves 11 de enero, 2018 para corregir fallas que en el proceso de la jornada y que, por si faltara menos, se tuvierón que sortear en medio de apagones y carreras en el Metro mientras [el staff] iba en ruta a Nanterre…

Lo bueno de este inconsecuente blog, es de que desde un principio, es decir, desde que [el staff] se propuso lanzarlo por los interwebs, se lanzó EN LA FORMA DE UN BORRADOR, y aparte se pronosticó de que nadie lo iba a venir a leer, excepto LAS ÁNIMAS DEL Otro Mundo.

—Muchas Gracias—

Wednesday the 10th — Intermission, part ii

Sabbatical Day Nº 9
Wednesday the 10th.
Octubre* tenía que ser…
y en
enero** redactar.

[Woman’s voice
Sarah Silverman]

Previously, on: The Color of Cross–Media Tangents.

[Man’s voice,
Jeff Goldblum]

So, remember that thing that I’ve already commented to you about? Regarding that little, “project that I have to be secretive about but [that] there is some thematic tie-in to this?”

Well, I must continue to remain secretive about it, but what I can tell you right at this very moment measured by the TimeStamp below this frame, is that beyond the camera work and directorial calls used by Mr. del Toro on The Shape of Water*** , the movie continues to provide Tangents and so, Context will continue to follow; just wait for it.

TimeStamp: 07h53 CET

The color of Cross–Media Tangents — Segunda entrada

Sabbatical Day Nº 8
Tuesday, January 9th, 2018

Because, Baby, as the whole Wide World Knows: it was the French who invented the In-and-Out; and_You–know—that! Y_es–por–eso—que, “that’s what a hamburger, —is all about.”  Nevermind, about that double whopper

and please,
Don’t forget —The Onion.

[Voz de hombre:
Jeff Goldblum, or whoever dubs his voice in the Spanish versions of his movies].

We know return to:

Hamburgers in paradise

[Woman’s voice: Sarah Silverman]   — El staff de asegovia3 les estaba comentando en la entrada de ayer de que, “lo bueno de este blog” es de que don Guillermo del Toro no lo visita… o algo así. }-~–~\•>  Californian Burger joint menu (invented by the French, of course) is brought to you by John 3:16; source: the bottom of the disposableHoly Grails” at chez In–N–Out, the best cheeseburgers West of The Rockies, and apparently now even in some parts of Texas.

[Man’s Voice
ChefGoldblum].

… because if “Memo” would drop by, then it’s safe to say that the next time that the Award Winning réalisateur visits Paris, in the Winter time, it would be a given that he would be standing in line à la côte deAu Pied du Cochon“; 75001, if only to confirm the exceptional taste of the daily food servings at chez La Soupe Saint–Estauche. Check it out, the staff already mentioned it before on another post, but here it goes one more: the benevolent at Saint–Estauche offer a three piece meal, with dessert included, which BTW features some of the best tasting [and generous] portions of food for anyone who shows up for supper, the street feast starts at around 19h30ish CET on the West End Façade Columns of the church that meet with la Rue du Jour. Their logistics permit for a nightly accomodation of around 250/300 meals, and in addition, the good folks volunteering there are nice enough to send every Eater off into the night with a bag of goodies for when, you know, the munchies strike; no questions asked. In France, ladies and gentlemen this is one of the Original, “come as you are” joints.

Next on France 24 “Southern California Edition”, live from Calabazas, California, it’s another episode of: Did You Know That It Was The French… in this segment, The French invent the In–N–Out. Guest Starring: Guillermo del Toro. }–~—~\•> Fair use of all travel critique guides.

Last night’s menu included: SOPA DE CALABAZA DE INVIERNO (butternut squash) con trocitos de Tofú; ESTOFADO DE FÍLETE DE PESCADO con laurel y otras especias; ENSALADA; panecillos y pastelitos; café, and I SHIT–YOU–NOT Willy Boy, una rebanadita de queso que al principio pensé que era Reblochon, pero no, el pedacito resulto ser de otra variedad; y ya ve áste marchantito que aquí, De–Variedad, hay de sobra… anygüey, la rebanada era algo asi como un queso tipo Asadero, del que se vende en barras allá en los supermercados del Sur de California, no como los queso Asadero de Villa Ahumada, allá en la ruta de asfalto que conecta a Ciudad Juárez con la ciudad de Chihuahuita… y en dónde por orden del sindicato de queseros y asociados, los queso asadero solamente se pueden montar —única y exclusivamente— en tortilla de harina, y por eso, don Memo, pues, por eso a lo mejor esos queso Asadero son otra cosa. Sin embargo, la rajita del queso de anoche, pues, esa don Memo, esa iría mejor con tortilla de maíz; que anoche, como a muchos mexicanos viera áste como se me antojarón… anygüey, don Memo; no me haga usted caso porque como todo /r/Mexico ya lo sabe, LAS QUESADILLAS SÍ LLEVAN QUESO. Aunque eso, pues, eso es algo que los chilangos nunca comprenderán: que las quesadillas, mi cuate, pues sí llevan queso… en las salchichas, don Memo, el queso es opcional.

… but speaking of gold related blooms, you know, like the Winter Butternut Squash, did you know that it was the French who invented Calabazas and the In–N–Out? –•—!—•– Fair use of some Aussi guy, and Jeff Goldblum’s gut-truck.

Now [the staff] are not saying that he, —don del Toro— does*, but according to an alleged Twit sent out from his account after a celebrated awards show, Sr. del Toro had to munch–out his cravings for the staff’s California version of Les Madeleines de Madame Bovary… or something like that at a Celebrated burger joint; now, the staff ain’t saying that he does*, but Mr. del Toro’s alledged twit sure–as–fuck  reververates like an Echo Chamber, from a previous post, from this non–consequential blog through “them” drive-thrus, —literally.

*  … the staff ain’t saying that he visits this most non–consequential blog.


… I’m doing a project that I have to be secretive about but there is some thematic tie-in to this.

“Chef” Goldblum,
via: EATER dot COM https://www.eater.com/2017/4/26/15433864/jeff-goldblum-food-truck

1. Morabito, G., “Oh Hey, Why Is Jeff Goldblum Working at an Australian Sausage Truck?”, c. April 2017: https://www.eater.com/2017/4/26/15433864/jeff-goldblum-food-truck

2. FernandoMol; vía La página de arranque del Internet: https://www.reddit.com/r/mexico/comments/7oyegd/as%C3%AD_celebra_guillermo_su_globo_de_oro_provechito/

3. Florentin, B., “Comme Chez In–N–Out”, via, some << trip company >>, or something like that: https://www.tripadvisor.fr/ShowUserReviews-g187147-d7257518-r314983942-Burger_and_Fries-Paris_Ile_de_France.html

4. Snopes dot Com; In–N–Out “Holy Grail” reference: https://www.snopes.com/business/alliance/inandout.asp

[Woman’s voice
Sarah Silverman].

When asegovia3 returns:

[Man’s voice: Jeff Goldblum] — Just what in the world is a Cross–Media Tangent, anyway?… take out your Baldor Bible, and turn to the gospel of Differential Calculus… fair use of all wikis.

TimeStamp: High–noon in Central Europe Time.