Lynchiana.

Bare with me, I need to share this weird piece of synchronicity.

Yesterday, as the work day was winding down, I decided to track down new information on David Lynch's long-gestating feature, Inland Empire. Unfortunately, there's not a whole lot on that front* but this quest across the ITs took me to davidlynch.com, which I hadn't been to in ages.

At that moment (6:10 p.m. PST), my cell phone rings; Nayiri is calling. My boss doesn't take too kindly to personal calls in the office, so I let it go to voice mail. Meanwhile, I notice that davidlynch.com has started selling ringtones. Yes, ringtones. Now, when someone calls, you can have David Lynch's digitally manipulated voice announce "My teeth are bleeding! My teeth are bleeding!" Or "I like to kill deer. I like to kill deer."

I check my voicemail. Nayiri is calling me to ask me if I was aware that David Lynch started selling ringtones on his website. Didn't Agent Cooper say that there's no such thing as a coincidence? But what does it mean? What does it mean?

Shrug. Probably that I like to kill deer or some stizz.


* Venice '06? Hopefully, fingers crossed, fingers crossed.

Bonus video clip (because I care): "Brilliant! I have absolutely no clue what's going on."

Bonus anecdote: Remember that silly trend in the late '90s wherein a major city would mass produce a blank fiberglass sculpture-- usually something animalish; Boston, for instance, had a fish--and get a bunch of artists/school kids/etc. to paint said object and place them all over the city? Well, in NYC they put up cows and somebody had the great idea of inviting David Lynch to decorate one of them. It didn't go over too well. Needless to say, they didn't end up using Lynch's cow.