I was quite saddened to read that Dennis Eichorn has died, much too young. Mind you, if even half his stories were true, it's amazing he made it to 30! I never met him, or anything, but I was always delighted to see a new REAL STUFF/REAL SMUT, and still have most of his comics.
Watched IRIS, a portrait of the great style icon, which I managed to really enjoy. Then the bloody DVD player died! Bloody fucking hell! What am I gonna do?
I had intended to go to CAPTION, except that I forgot...It's tomorrow, and getting to Coventry is a bit expensive and hasslesome. Damn, though. It will be mostly young folks, though, and feeling as grotty as I do, I probably wouldn't have enjoyed it much.