Saturday, 2 February 2013



loves hunting because, he likes ". . . the trees . . . the way the trees are . . ." The recurring theme of "one shot", which is how Mike prefers to take down a deer, is introduced


raises his glass and says "fuck it" to everyone's shock and amazement

After being restrained by the others from starting a fight

Steven and Angela drink from conjoined goblets

it is believed that if they drink without spilling any wine, they will have good luck for life





00.15, 3.02.13. 

runs through the streets of town, stripping himself naked
Nick chases him down and begs him not to leave him "over there" if anything happens

Mike, Nick, Stanley, John, and Axel go deer hunting one last time, and Michael again scores a deer with "one shot"

 a tense match

The three float downriver on a tree branch
Steven breaks both legs in the fall
he stops a South Vietnamese military truck and places the wounded Steven on it, asking the soldiers to take care of him. Nick, who is psychologically damaged, recuperates in a military hospital in Saigon

aimlessly stumbles

At one point, he encounters Julien Grinda, a champagne-drinking friendly Frenchman outside a gambling den where men play Russian roulette for money. Grinda entices the reluctant Nick to participate, and leads him into the den. Mike is present in the den, watching the game, but the two friends do not notice each other at first. When Mike does see Nick, he is unable to get his attention. When Nick is introduced into the game, he grabs the gun, fires it at the current contestant, and then again at his own temple, causing the audience to riot in protest. Grinda hustles Nick outside to his car to escape the angry mob

struggles with his feelings

Mike goes hunting with Axel, John, and Stanley one more time, and after tracking a deer across the woods, takes his "one shot" but pulls the rifle up and fires into the air

Mike visits Steven, who has lost both of his legs and is partially paralyzed. Steven reveals that someone in Saigon has been mailing large amounts of money to him, and Mike is convinced that it is Nick
He tracks down Grinda, who has made a lot of money from the Russian roulette-playing Nick
Nick appears to have no recollection of his friends

Mike sees the needle tracks on Nick's arm

He realizes that Nick thinks that he and Steven are dead, since he is the only one who made it back on the helicopter Mike enters himself in a game of Russian roulette against Nick, hoping to jog Nick's memory and persuade him to come home, but Nick's mind is gone. In the last moment, after Mike's attempts to remind him of their hunting trips together, he finally breaks through, and Nick recognizes Mike and smiles. Nick then tells Mike, "one shot", raises the gun to his temple, and pulls the trigger. The bullet is in the gun's top chamber, and Nick kills himself












how much wood can a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck would chuck wood 



00.05


couldn't be razzed

at least he's not tweeting about what granola-gravel he ate for breakfast


misc notes/draft


right now the world seems like one big psychiatric hospital  
apparently yesterday i was a cabbage
so who's the nobhead 

the greens are what you hope to fuck at the next election 

moral sinkholes 

complained last month of "jealousy and hostility" towards private schools
Grudging toleration of their activities won't do

actually quite a few people featured 




strop razors
honing a knife
that makes your legs judder 

nervous jags rapid rolling in agony 

big hair
emotionally unstable
issues in denial
disturbed crack up

their secret thoughts
clandestine intelligence operations
like the green honey traps 

wanting to know what the other side held

a furtive look to his eye
preparing for a sneak attack
achieved by underhand methods

climbing on post party bodies to get to the cereal

you'd be a jerk
poking fun at a raving maniac

in the gap between posts 
vulnerable confused and lost

pushing myself to the limit
always having to fight
a man-woman
slaughtered

who are you calling a bin liner
ill wear what i fucking well want to

tank tops and ripped leggings
like you hadn't thought about it
your mind just goes walkabouts and you're like totally not there

a walking disaster fell through the cracks in the pavement




23.43, 2.02.13. © Lizarikk
if men have a problem with their penis they reach out 

that is true actually 

hone sharpen whet acuminate 

strop razors 
edge a blade 
strap a razor 
hone a knife 
that makes your legs judder 

big hair 

emotionally unstable 
buried neuroses 

disturbed 

crack up 

their secret thoughts 
clandestine intelligence operations 
like the green honey traps 



a furtive look to his eye.
 the surreptitious mobilization of troops preparing for a sneak attack


achieved success by underhand methods

misc notes/draft 4pm , 20.1013. 

tank tops and ripped leggings 
like you handnt thought about it 

climbing on post party bodies to get to the cereal 

clitterball

rapid jags 

nervous jags

rolling in agony 

you'd be a jerk 


poking fun

raving maniac

baffled 

apocalypse 

a porn star left cowering in the bathroom 

the gap between posts 

vulnerable confused and lost 

he put alot of work into me 

pushing myself to the limit 

always having to fight 

a man-woman

slaughtered 

ill just wear what i fucking well want to 


your mind just goes walkabouts and you're like totally not there 

a walking disaster fell through the cracks in the pavement 

















this looks a bit undesigned like she's not thinking about it 

























































something like totally undesigned 

i sort of thought this would look good on Becks