There. And There. And There Too.
For some reason I dreamt in argyle last night. For some reason…
Articles from October 2008
Passenger 16A
Back from Texas. Back from the wedding. A few notes before the pictures. First, always try on your pants before an event, even if you are certain they fit. After watching YouTube for 45 minutes in hopes of learning how to tie my new pink bow-tie, I put on my pants only to find that the tan Lojack security device hadn’t been removed. The store was a good 45 minutes away and I had one-half hour until the wedding began. I drove 100 MPH. After arrival, I had to sprint through the mall to return to the store with the lojack remover, bow-tie dangling around my neck. And since there was a step that YouTube couldn’t help me figure out, I was also in need of bow-tie assistance. I asked all the older gentlemen in Nordstrom for help to no avail. It ended up being a young black 20 year old woman who knew how to tie it, and that made me smile. I made it to the wedding just before Johnny kissed his bride, so that was that. Thanks to my lovely date for being patient.
Johnny sat me next to a Republican. So that was a fun 8 hour conversation.
A couple of girls from high school got hot. Most got crazy.
And finally, airlines please reverse your first checked bag charge. Both of my flights were delayed because now people try to carry-on fucking everything. We had to wait while people had their giant bags checked after the fact. Not to mention I couldn’t find an overhead bin in which to place my skateboard.
Congratulations to JonJon and Brandi, I wish you the best of luck. Thanks for a great time, and wonderful Texas hospitality as usual.
Me, My Date, The Groom, The Best Man & a Funeral.
The Best Man and Daniel.
Strange Hair & The Groom
The Lovely Bride and Groom.
And I’m Swayze
I always over-pack. I’m going to Texas for a long weekend and it’s now after 3:00 AM, and I am desperately trying to downsize. I think I may be successful. Just the essentials for a long weekend. I have decided not to take my computer or camera, a decision not made lightly. Hopefully I can borrow both things from my sister if necessary, seeing as she is a photographer.
The weekend centers on my friend Johnny’s wedding, and I still need to wake up at 7:00 AM and get a haircut at Rudy’s before I go to the airport. Once in Texas, I need to shop for a sweater, tie, and a pair of pants. I’m wearing Green & Pink to the wedding.
Sunday, is skate day. Switch from the black Prada’s to the baby blue Adidas. Special thanks to Chris Roberts (one of my new favorite dudes) for hooking me up with the Chocolate Chris Roberts board.
Promotional items include Architecture business cards and Berrics “Dope” Koston posters.
Included in the essentials is a supply of nicotine patches (over a month of no cigarettes now) and a bunch of condoms. How many condoms does one pack for a weekend? It’s such a hard thing to gauge. I packed 16, which I admit is very optimistic. But I brought 8 of my favorite brand, Crown, which are the most comfy but I seem to be breaking regularly lately. And I brought 8 backup Durex in case I snap all of the Crown’s.
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Your Real Late Night Caller
On Friday evening I gave my house a pretty substantial cleaning. By Saturday morning I was bored and decided my house needed a change. I want to buy and/or design-build all new furniture, but money is kind of tight right now, so I decided on a smaller scale update. Here is a sequence from a couple of days of process. I have some laser cutting photos, but they are crap phone pics, so I have left them out.
I happened to kill two birds with one stone, because in the process of painting the wall, I pretty much destoyed all of my existing furniture. So now I have a wall that says “fuck” on it, and a bunch of furniture lightly covered in white paint mist.
Thanks to Hermano (Greg Zamora), my partner in most things creative, for a lot of help.
I’m designing a bed and bedroom wall system this week. I’ll put up some renderings soon. And I need to get a pillow top to satisfy my late night texter.
Enjoy
Proved to be more than diversion
At the Berrics in much less painful times.
I skated for a few hours today. Oh my. Oh my. I am sore. I hit both of my knees and one shin on the steel coping pretty damn hard at the same time. And at some point I must have hit my ass. But the worst pain is from my right hip, which is slightly swollen and black & blue. Tomorrow may be a bit of a test.
But I like the pain. I overheard Guy Mariano talking a couple of months ago about when he first started skating again and was doing something with Spike Jonze, he slammed really hard. He said his first instinct was to be mad, or deflated (or something, I’m paraphrasing from memory). But then he realized this is exactly where he is supposed to be. That’s kind of how I am feeling.
Other things.
I have been listening to the album Street Hassle by Lou Reed over and over for the last 4 or 5 days. It’s incredible. If you don’t have it, get it.
I am re-designing this wall thing. And I think I like it. I think.
I produced a concert that happened last Tuesday. But I can’t really talk about it yet.
I’m trying to decide if I am gonna teach next semester. Dunno.
I have been cigaretteless for a month.
I start a lot of sentences with “I”.
I have begun writing a movie, with no real aspirations for it other than to write it. I am in a “do things” mode right now. It’s nice.
A long time ago I read this thing that Dave Eggers wrote. Pay special attention to the addendum. The part about “liking to say yes” has always resonated with me. I remember reading the part about “The Flaming Lips might just like to say yes”, then seeing The Flaming Lips play soon after. This was probably 1997, and I was really affected by Wayne Coyne singing “I stood up and I sad Yeah” in the song The Spark That Bled.
That’s how I’m trying to live right now. I’m saying yes.
VPDP
This was an actual ad on Craigslist today:
Looking for a Sarah Palin lookalike for an adult film to be shot in next 10 days. Major adult studio. Please send pix, stats etc. ASAP Pay: $2000-3000 No anal required.
Now. The fact that porn studios are putting out a call for Sarah Palin lookalikes doesn’t surprise me, that was inevitable. (Remember how hot the Geraldine Ferraro porn from the 80’s was?) The part that has had me laughing loudly every time I explain it is that I’m sure this was written in complete earnestness. “No Anal Required” is completely true and relevant in this context. But if this is from a “major adult studio” as advertised, it means they are filthy rich and probably have capable employees; possibly highly educated ones. All day I have been imaging a young man with an MBA typing the words no anal required. Did he giggle? Is he totally desensitized?
At the office we are in the process of finding a replacement for our office manager. It is taking every iota of professionalism in my being to not put out this ad:
Leading content producing skateboard website looking for an Office Manager with at least 2-3 years experience. Must be proficient in Microsoft Office, have excellent communication skills and own your own car. Web design, Graphic design or Video editing skills a plus. No anal required.
Or, little-to-no anal required.
Do My Eyes Deceive Me?
Great sign for us when even “Fair & Balanced” Fox news polls are showing Obama as the winner of the debate. In case you can’t read it, it reads: Obama 69%, McCain 31%. I highly doubt this poll will show up on any of their television broadcasts.
Fingers crossed.
Stab a sorry heart with your favorite finger.
A lot going on. Decisions to be made. Things to be bought. Things to be sold. Things to be built. Things to destroy.
The usual.
And on Monday it will have been 2 weeks since I smoked a cigarette.