the bag
yeah, do I really need to comment? She just came out of the kitchen, dancing with that bag on her head. We were all wasted. I still don’t know why.
yeah, do I really need to comment? She just came out of the kitchen, dancing with that bag on her head. We were all wasted. I still don’t know why.
well, these aren’t my neighbors, they’re kj’s. but hey, they were cool to hang out with.
The dude in the hat! Amazing. I wrote about momentum for the naked earth blog but I have no idea when it will go live; sort of depends on the editor. The chair, I wanted to sit in it, I wanted to steal it and put it out by the curb; that chair did not belong in that show. Inconsistent curation. Also I’m supposed to write about graffiti for the NE journal. HA!
went out to tulsa, got to see a really good show. Broken social sceneplayed. I’d heard BSS at parties, on the spy, etc, and a bunch of friends were going. So I went, not quite on a whim, but only with a couple days notice. Good show, good brunch the day after. I was sad that I didn’t even try to take my camera into the venue. A friend told me that they weren’t letting people with cameras in and so I didn’t try; turns out they didn’t care. And I could have been in the front row, too. Oh well.
er, something like that. a drive by blogging, maybe. Quick and painless as long as nobody tries to be a hero, OK?