I just saw this and never knew I wanted to see your house. Dude, do you really have a castle? A modern built castle? I love that shit. Whip it out! Whip it out! I only need a pic, not an address. Do you have any other pics from modern castles? Ones you've visited? Please, Boss... show 'em to us. Let's have some fun with 'em. They're great prompts.
Of course! If only 60,000,000 fans would give one dollar. I mean Kylie Jenners fans were upset that she wasn’t a billionaire so I recall they tried to make it happen. This is on a smaller scale. Let do it!
See? Even the ravages of time and nature have nothing on the Walton’s. Has anyone traced their lineage? Surely there’s a murderous despot in there somewhere. Also, check out the Biltmore house. That’s my local castle.
I just read the wiki page. Pretty cool. I like the inscription he left, describing how long it took, and challenging anyone who thinks they can do better to give it try.
I have to wear compression socks all day each day. They hurt and are uncomfortable. It is because I am taking steroids. I have also grown big grayish-white colonel sanders sideburns. I have gained weight and am hungry all the time. I have white furry hairs growing on the tops of my arms. Steroids have camouflaged me into someone I do not recognize. Bloated. It’s depressing.
Every day I have to make choices about how handicapped I want to be. This morning I woke up to painful severe muscle spasms in my hands and thumbs. I have to decide to use the handicap bars or just get up from toilets and such. Everything is harder for me now. But still I do not want to die.
“And so, what is death? It is simply the decussation of manifestation. Followed by other manifestations. In the winter time, we do not see the dragonflies and butterflies. So, we think everything is dead. (THICH Nhat Hahn)”
“Mystery achievement “ by the pretenders Don't breathe down my neck no I got no trophies on display I sign them away I mean what the heck All of your promises Don't fill me with pride no I just wanna get out on the floor And do the Cuban slide, slide, slide, slide
But every day, every nighttime I find Mystery achievement You're on my mind And every day, every nighttime I feel Mystery achievement you're so unreal
Mystery achievement Where's my sandy beach? Yeah I had my dreams like everybody else But they're out of reach I said right out of reach I could ignore you Your demands are unending I got no tears on my ice cream but you know me I love pretending
But every day, every nighttime I find Mystery achievement You're on my mind And every day, every nighttime I feel Mystery achievement you're so unreal
I should be gardening. Or I should be making a cherry pie. Going to make chicken parm tonight. I make great chicken parm. Two hours before and after my chemo pills, I cannot eat. I have taken two weed gummies today. I was hoping it would help with my hand pain. I think I might need and ice pack and some Tylenol. I spend too much money on writing supplies. Australian Greenwood journals and Kawenco and Benu pens. I have lost my mind.
Joyce Carol Oates has written novellas lately. This page is a reoccurring nightmare I keep having. When I was around eight years old—it was the 1970s. Two men on PCP BROKE INTO OUR HOUSE QND TRIED TO KLL US. ONE MQN KICKED Q HOLE IN THE FRONT DOOR and Come IN. MY PQRENTWS BOTH HQD GUNS, BUT DID NOT WANT TO SHOOT EQCH OTHER. MY FATHER TRIED TO PISTOL WHIP THE GUY. HE KEPT SCREEAMING A “HIT ME again” The other guy went around to tht4 backyard and killed our dog, a boxer named Sparky. After this, I was afraid of the dark. I slept with the lights on. Mostly I slept in my brother’s room. A few months later, the men killed a family near my favorite part in my favorite book, A Thousand Plateaus by Deleuze and Guattarian is the section about novellas.
“Dance this mess around” is my favorite song
Remember when you held my hand Say, remember when you were my man Walk, talk in the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger Why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger
Oh say, why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger Just a limber girl Just a limber girl Just a limber girl Just a limber girl
Dance this mess around Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Everybody goes to parties They dance this mess around They do all sixteen dances They do the Shu-ga-loo Do the Shy Tuna Do the Camel Walk Do the Hip-O-Crit
Ah, hippy hippy forward Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake Oh, it's time to do 'em right
Hey, so doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better, huh? (Huh?) Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better? What you say? Well, I'm just askin'
Come on Shake Ooh, oh oh (shake) Shake Ooh, oh oh (shake) Shake Ooh, oh oh
Everybody goes to parties They dance this mess around They do all sixteen dances They do Coo-ca-choo Do the Aqua Velva Do the Dirty Dog Do the Escalator
Ah, hippy hippy forward Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake Oh, it's time to do 'em right
Hey, so Fred, doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better? (Huh?) Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better? What you say? Well, I'm just askin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Stop, dance on over Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dance, dance this mess around Dance this mess around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dance this mess around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Songwriters: Cindy Wilson / Fred Schneider / Kate Pierson / Keith Strickland / Ricky Wilson
George Floyd being murdered changed my life forever. I feel destroyed by his death.
I do not know how the world will recover from his death.
“Cocklust. BODYLUST. Split it apart. Fucklust. ISOLATION LUST. DESTRUCTIONLUST.
I watch the body sleep for hours. I lose track of myself and the sun sets. Still the body remains. I CN’T BE SUREE IF THE BODY is a body, and not q projection of my own isolate- desperation. I CAN’T [t be sure rth4e body is not q hallucinatory. My mind is flat. I NEVER WANT TO LEQVE. I have survived without food.ai have come on the wall in front of me multiple times.” M. kitchell from Spiritual instrument.
Seriously? Did you go to the parties? I loved how Bob always told me, "No it's not up to code, but you don't ever have to close the building permits." Cagey, Bob.
My dad did and he used to drive me by it and tell me stories about all the things that went on there. It was like this magical place I was never allowed inside but when I’d drive by it as an adult because I still lived out there, it felt like story time with my dad was still alive and well. I should say my dad was an agent of chaos his whole life and a shady master of schemes so he could have been lying I guess now that I think of it but it’s still just as nostalgic for me hahah.
I would have loved to visit Bob's castle. But now they replaced it with yellow smiley faces that remind you about low prices and rollbacks. We can't even have anything nice. At least not for more than 40 years. Next thing you know, McDonald's wants to tear down Chuck's actual house to build a Playplace.
The Waltons are known for destroying beautiful communities. This castle's just another victim of Wal Mart's pervasive path of destruction. Goddamn, this made me angry. Can't they just stay in fucking Arkansas? I'm thinking that Amazon union needs to make they're way to Bentonville.
Yeah, the castle outlasted Bob by about five years.
Same. Very curious about how yours is coming along!
My castle is done for a few years. This year I'm building an arched bridge over a ravine, to connect a system of trails.
I just saw this and never knew I wanted to see your house. Dude, do you really have a castle? A modern built castle? I love that shit. Whip it out! Whip it out! I only need a pic, not an address. Do you have any other pics from modern castles? Ones you've visited? Please, Boss... show 'em to us. Let's have some fun with 'em. They're great prompts.
#LiveThroughChuck
Chuck I wrote a good one - please check out and keep this newsletter shining - loves it just love to see it each week!
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I thought they were building a moat-el on the site.
Anyway he made the moat of it while he could.
It must have been some turret attraction.
I'm going nuts here with work and the spring migration, but I'm still here when I can ;)
All my best.
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That castle's a-mason! (and sounds like "sin" is the operative word).
“Don’t be sad that it’s over, be happy that it happened.”
Not gonna lie -- kinda typical that the tearing down of something anachronistic and cool somehow has ties to a corporation like Walmart.
https://www.portlandmercury.com/portland/a-castle-to-live-in/Content?oid=23983
I stumbled upon this article earlier on my lunch break. A few hours later you post this. Weird.
Geez, things live a long time on the internets.
You could always buy this one Chuck. I’ve been eyeing it if I ever win the lottery. https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/450-Brickyard-Rd-Woodstock-CT-06281/58124274_zpid/?utm_campaign=iosappmessage&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=txtshare
Dunno why but the link is unclickable. Just google 450 Brickyard Rd, Woodstock, CT 06281
Problem solved! Thanks! You think I could Kickstarter this baby?!
Of course! If only 60,000,000 fans would give one dollar. I mean Kylie Jenners fans were upset that she wasn’t a billionaire so I recall they tried to make it happen. This is on a smaller scale. Let do it!
Let's not!
From 'Slaves of New York': "Don't let's fight." I loved that line.
;(
https://tumbleweedwords.substack.com/p/is-the-celebration-of-overweight?s=w
See? Even the ravages of time and nature have nothing on the Walton’s. Has anyone traced their lineage? Surely there’s a murderous despot in there somewhere. Also, check out the Biltmore house. That’s my local castle.
Destruction of beautiful property makes me so sad. Probably more so than it should.
This place reminds me of Cheval's 'Palais Ideal', made from stones picked up on his postround over 33 years. Fortunately still standing. For now.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ferdinand_Cheval
Ah, another fan of outsider art. I love this stuff.
What a tragic life, and what an amazing feat. Shows the power of determination.
There was a show about him on french radio like three days ago.
I just read the wiki page. Pretty cool. I like the inscription he left, describing how long it took, and challenging anyone who thinks they can do better to give it try.
Every generation likes to build their own monuments.
BUFANO'S OBELISK - (Nice place to visit on California's Sonoma Coast)
https://www.sonomacounty.com/articles/timber-cove-resort-bufanos-obelisk#:~:text=Perched%20on%20an%20isolated%20cliff,smallest%20state%20park%20in%20California
I have to wear compression socks all day each day. They hurt and are uncomfortable. It is because I am taking steroids. I have also grown big grayish-white colonel sanders sideburns. I have gained weight and am hungry all the time. I have white furry hairs growing on the tops of my arms. Steroids have camouflaged me into someone I do not recognize. Bloated. It’s depressing.
Every day I have to make choices about how handicapped I want to be. This morning I woke up to painful severe muscle spasms in my hands and thumbs. I have to decide to use the handicap bars or just get up from toilets and such. Everything is harder for me now. But still I do not want to die.
“And so, what is death? It is simply the decussation of manifestation. Followed by other manifestations. In the winter time, we do not see the dragonflies and butterflies. So, we think everything is dead. (THICH Nhat Hahn)”
“Mystery achievement “ by the pretenders Don't breathe down my neck no I got no trophies on display I sign them away I mean what the heck All of your promises Don't fill me with pride no I just wanna get out on the floor And do the Cuban slide, slide, slide, slide
But every day, every nighttime I find Mystery achievement You're on my mind And every day, every nighttime I feel Mystery achievement you're so unreal
Mystery achievement Where's my sandy beach? Yeah I had my dreams like everybody else But they're out of reach I said right out of reach I could ignore you Your demands are unending I got no tears on my ice cream but you know me I love pretending
But every day, every nighttime I find Mystery achievement You're on my mind And every day, every nighttime I feel Mystery achievement you're so unreal
I should be gardening. Or I should be making a cherry pie. Going to make chicken parm tonight. I make great chicken parm. Two hours before and after my chemo pills, I cannot eat. I have taken two weed gummies today. I was hoping it would help with my hand pain. I think I might need and ice pack and some Tylenol. I spend too much money on writing supplies. Australian Greenwood journals and Kawenco and Benu pens. I have lost my mind.
Joyce Carol Oates has written novellas lately. This page is a reoccurring nightmare I keep having. When I was around eight years old—it was the 1970s. Two men on PCP BROKE INTO OUR HOUSE QND TRIED TO KLL US. ONE MQN KICKED Q HOLE IN THE FRONT DOOR and Come IN. MY PQRENTWS BOTH HQD GUNS, BUT DID NOT WANT TO SHOOT EQCH OTHER. MY FATHER TRIED TO PISTOL WHIP THE GUY. HE KEPT SCREEAMING A “HIT ME again” The other guy went around to tht4 backyard and killed our dog, a boxer named Sparky. After this, I was afraid of the dark. I slept with the lights on. Mostly I slept in my brother’s room. A few months later, the men killed a family near my favorite part in my favorite book, A Thousand Plateaus by Deleuze and Guattarian is the section about novellas.
“Dance this mess around” is my favorite song
Remember when you held my hand Say, remember when you were my man Walk, talk in the name of love Before you break my heart Think it over Roll it over in your mind
Why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger Why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger
Oh say, why don't you dance with me? I'm not no Limburger Just a limber girl Just a limber girl Just a limber girl Just a limber girl
Dance this mess around Dance this mess around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round
Everybody goes to parties They dance this mess around They do all sixteen dances They do the Shu-ga-loo Do the Shy Tuna Do the Camel Walk Do the Hip-O-Crit
Ah, hippy hippy forward Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake Oh, it's time to do 'em right
Hey, so doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better, huh? (Huh?) Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better? What you say? Well, I'm just askin'
Come on Shake Ooh, oh oh (shake) Shake Ooh, oh oh (shake) Shake Ooh, oh oh
Everybody goes to parties They dance this mess around They do all sixteen dances They do Coo-ca-choo Do the Aqua Velva Do the Dirty Dog Do the Escalator
Ah, hippy hippy forward Hippy hippy hippy hippy hippy shake Oh, it's time to do 'em right
Hey, so Fred, doesn't that make you feel a whole lot better? (Huh?) Say, doesn't that make you feel a lot better? What you say? Well, I'm just askin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Stop, dance on over Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dance, dance this mess around Dance this mess around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dance this mess around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Songwriters: Cindy Wilson / Fred Schneider / Kate Pierson / Keith Strickland / Ricky Wilson
George Floyd being murdered changed my life forever. I feel destroyed by his death.
I do not know how the world will recover from his death.
“Cocklust. BODYLUST. Split it apart. Fucklust. ISOLATION LUST. DESTRUCTIONLUST.
I watch the body sleep for hours. I lose track of myself and the sun sets. Still the body remains. I CN’T BE SUREE IF THE BODY is a body, and not q projection of my own isolate- desperation. I CAN’T [t be sure rth4e body is not q hallucinatory. My mind is flat. I NEVER WANT TO LEQVE. I have survived without food.ai have come on the wall in front of me multiple times.” M. kitchell from Spiritual instrument.
https://tumbleweedwords.substack.com/p/is-the-celebration-of-overweight?s=w
The celebration of spam
good ham more like David :)
That's a bummer. Not too many people have anything that lasts a couple generations past their expiration date. It looked like he would.
Oh no! It is sad box store people are coming in to drop some McMansion down to obliterate the castle.
That castle was an important part of my youth and early 20’s. A directional beacon, a local wonder and it I’ll be missed by me deeply.
Seriously? Did you go to the parties? I loved how Bob always told me, "No it's not up to code, but you don't ever have to close the building permits." Cagey, Bob.
My dad did and he used to drive me by it and tell me stories about all the things that went on there. It was like this magical place I was never allowed inside but when I’d drive by it as an adult because I still lived out there, it felt like story time with my dad was still alive and well. I should say my dad was an agent of chaos his whole life and a shady master of schemes so he could have been lying I guess now that I think of it but it’s still just as nostalgic for me hahah.
I would have loved to visit Bob's castle. But now they replaced it with yellow smiley faces that remind you about low prices and rollbacks. We can't even have anything nice. At least not for more than 40 years. Next thing you know, McDonald's wants to tear down Chuck's actual house to build a Playplace.
So Ned Stark huh? Only the sleazy version. Imagine if James Turrell had built the castle. It would probably still be standing.
The Waltons are known for destroying beautiful communities. This castle's just another victim of Wal Mart's pervasive path of destruction. Goddamn, this made me angry. Can't they just stay in fucking Arkansas? I'm thinking that Amazon union needs to make they're way to Bentonville.
https://tumbleweedwords.substack.com/p/is-the-celebration-of-overweight?s=w