This is a scene from the film, "Winter Carousel" by director Ladislaw Starewicz a Russia/France production I think.

I couldn't sleep last night after having a bad dream where I woke myself up crying. I don't know what the dream was about, but it must have been bad cause my pillow was so wet from the tears.

I hope that was tears that wet the pillow.

I popped on the TV and watched KCET's Classic Arts Showcase and this film was playing. It made me happy to see these lil' stopmotion characters playing in the snow.

Then the snow melts and they all start crying.

The Spring starts everything blooming and a new cycle begins. They were all happy again.

All day today as lonely people like me reached out for some kind of contact with those who hadn't left to be with family, I thought of these little dolls.

Static and frozen, moved like the hands of a clock by a master of patients, a filmmaker long dead making me smile years after his creation became dust.

"Winter Carousel"

"Ladislaw Starewicz"

Thank you Ladislaw Starewicz where ever you are, you made my day more that it would have been without you.

The Venice Film Festival is showing a new dark tale about pedophilia and UFO abductions.

"Mysterious Skin" by director Gregg Araki.

Let's go!



I was just talking about Gregg Araki when someone I know had gotten him confused by the photographeri Araki.

I was talking with Mary Woronov a few weeks back about her work with Gregg Araki in "The Living End," and then I find out she's in Rob Zombie's new sequel to "House of 1000 Corpses."

I want Mary in a film of mine in the worst way, I just love her.










I also want Kaucyila Brooke in a film somehow.

I don't know as what, but when ever I'm around her it seems gravity gets easier for me to handel. I think she is so cool and talented.

She wrote a book I love called, "Gendered Geographies."

She is an amazing photographer with cool and important ideas.










I hung out with Steve tonight after a long and hot day.


He bought the new "Trekkies 2" DVD and sequel to the awesome documentary, "Trekkies" but he tells me this one takes place in Europe.

Steve ate while I had a meeting with a financier about funding my new porn film. The meeting was fun, colorful and educational... And I believe successful.

I did eat free too! And that's good enough for me!

Steve told me I put too many pics of myself on this page, "Less Lentz, More Ladies!"








Today I also talked with my friend Vogue Hommes International editor Richard Buckley. He is one of the most stylist and debonair guys I know. I pitched him an article I hope he'll hire me to write for Vogue.

How can he turn me down? I'm so cute!

While some drive beat up Ford Escorts, he gets to be with the likes of Tom Ford.

His World is light years from mine, but like an Angel he materializes every once in a while to visit mine.

He's one of those intellectual James Bond kind of guys who has a home on every Continent. He lives the life I should be living if there were only a God who would do what I say instead of just giggling at my prayers.


My friend Peter warns me to get a check up now that I'm not so young anymore... The bastard told me about his Dr. visit to the proctologist's office for his first rectal exam.

Jerry,

His new nurse, took me to an examining room
and told me to get undressed and have a seat
until the doctor could see me.
She said that he would only be a few minutes.

After putting on the gown that she gave me I sat down.
While waiting I observed that there were three items
on a stand next to the exam table:
a Tube of K-Y jelly, a rubber glove and a beer.

When the doctor finally came in I said,
"Look Doc, I'm a little confused. This is my first exam.
I know what the K-Y is for,
and I know what the glove is for,
but can you tell me what the BEER is for?"

At that the Doctor became noticeably outraged and stormed
over to the door.
He flung the door open and yelled to his nurse.......

"Darn it Nurse! I said a BUTT LIGHT!"