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Fri, Jun. 6th, 2008 | 11:29 am  slavezombie


Graffiti in space
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Mysticism played a big part in my growing up. I made wishes well into my twenties. I would look up at the sky in search for falling stars. Any chance I got, you name it, and I would make a wish. Wishing wells, oil lamps, first star I see tonight, good luck charms, fairies, blowing out candles, etc. The wishes were always the same. I wanted my ex girlfriend back. At the time, these things were still foreseeable (i guess), however, I didn't get my wish probably because I asked for them obscurely. I always wanted a career in graphic design, so half those wishes were directed toward showing my ex that I made good money. The other half went toward a desirable short haired woman I met in college (not my ex-girlfriend), who now reminds me of the time I met my high school sweetheart's mother.

I don't really care anymore about my wishes. I've become accustomed to neglecting myself the simple pleasures of life. I reason that if I can't have what I want, I'm not going to settle for second best. The problem with that is, if a playboy bunny tried to seduce me next week, or more believably my birthday next year, I would not respond because of the idea that what I'm really searching for is a long term relationship.

So to entertain myself, I write screenplays. I just don't seem to be able to express myself effectively through art anymore. One of the things I'm tossing around up there is the idea of graffiti on rooftops for google map observation.


The last ¶ of this entry I made back in 2007 describes the concept of growing rooftop gardens on skyrise buildings. To show that I'm not the only one thinking like this, I've discovered an artist in Vancouver who went and achieved this same idea. Read the blog at http://whereonearthiswaldo.wordpress.com/ to learn more about the satellite image of "where's Waldo" as it is painted in a Canadian rooftop.
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Fri, Jun. 6th, 2008 | 02:32 pm   The cradle will rock-VAN HALEN slavezombie


My take on the destruction of the King Kong exhibit
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Last week, a fire caused by a blow torch at Universal Studios destroyed some film archives, the King Kong exhibit and a couple building structures along New York Street. Fire Chief Michael Freeman was quoted as saying in a news conference:

He said they had been using a blowtorch to heat asphalt singles to apply to the roof early on Sunday.

My brain can confirm that this is the correct explanation because I had already heard on radio news and TV news that a blow torch was involved, but a question mark still hovered overhead about how exactly that blow torch was being utilized. My basic logic would determine that a typo in a bbc news release meant to read that roofers were installing shingles. But this is Hollywood we're talking about and I can't run it past them that some movie director using single people as extras needed to warm them up and place them on tops of roofs (like my idea for a screenplay about graffiti artists painting the numerical address on miscellaneous rooftops for google map purposes).

Well, if my acute sense of paranoia still exists—and I've been single all my life—then what are the chances men in dark suits wearing dark glasses are going to be knocking on my door to take me away? Far away and never to be heard from again? Hmn?

Okay, if singles were being applied to the roof, then that means there must be a typo in the word asphalt and what the reported of this story intended to write was "singles are at fault".


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Fri, Jun. 6th, 2008 | 04:30 pm  slavezombie


Grease
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ruzzo
HE DIDN'T TOUCH YOU? SOUNDS LIKE A CREEP.

sandy
HE WAS A GENTLEMAN.

pink lady
WHAT WAS HIS NAME?

sandy
DANNY ZUCCO.
GIGGLES
ruzzo
WELL, I THINK HE SOUNDS PEACHY KEEN. MAYBE IF YOU BELIEVE IN MIRACLES, PRINCE CHARMING WILL SHOW UP AGAIN

pink lady
SOMEWHERE UNEXPECTED.

ruzzo
SEE YOU LATER. COME ON, GIRLS.

sandy
DO YOU REALLY THINK SO, FRENCHY?

frency
SURE.

sandy
YEAH?

frency
WE OUGHT TO GET TO CLASS.
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