When I watch the Celebrity Cruises commercial with the Jefferson Airplane song White Rabbit, I think: What is going on on Celebrity Cruises? That song is about an insane, balls-out acid trip. In the commercial, the woman on the Celebrity Cruise is drifting in and out of consciousness, passing out on a bed, seeing cruise employees appear from out of a cloud. She sniffs a plant at some point and the bartender YANKS it away from her...then puts it…
Joe asked me to make him a witch he could use as a prop for his short movie, "Don't Go In the Basement." Allow me to describe what I made. A seven-foot tall bony crone with long, scraggly hair, draped in black robes. This is who was always suddenly standing in the front room. "Jesus Christ on roller skates," I blurted five times a day at least, the whole time she stood there. I named her Christine for some reason. ⏹
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