By: dl

dl — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 13:27:12 +0000

as a kid i worked on ridiculously opulent sets for a couple of summers. we’d throw away tables of great food at wrap time. some nights, i’d go work at a homeless shelter, afterwards. once, when i tried to leave the set with some of the already trashed food to take to the shelter i was accused of stealing and harshly reprimanded. life is stupidly disjointed. and i don’t make videos like i used to, either. and people marry (in all kinds of ways) all the wrong people all the time and then wake up to it and try to fix it and you’re right that it’s beta all the time anyway. then you get lucky. good morning! i slept with latest invention attached and gathered data in my dreams and so am having a hell of a time waking up. and if you check the credits, way way down in the credits when you go watch in connecticut you’ll find my name. surprise. stop shopping. oh, and does this post imply that i make art? or that i take on social issues? or that i don’t? and don’t? i’m sad for that kid eating everybody’s lunch all alone. just because he obeyed the rules. break every rule. then go eat everybody’s lunch alone, i say. very sad last shot, that plane. and while i cannot offer lipbalm. but there will be 8160 x 768 which is more pixels then dreamt of in your philosophy. or previously at least. and finally, as you might remember, my grandma is not dead either.

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