2007:
good:

- graduating
- WAC
- Soap Factory
- making some $$
- ooh, it, feels good to be free
- mn summer
- moving to mpls
- lovin' mpls
- pink bike
- love-filled apartment
- home office

	[09 Sep 2007|10:41pm]
I alternate between sobbing and grinning ear to ear. My life is so exciting right now. I can do anything, I think? Or sometimes nothing, nothing at all, what was I thinking? I worry, then I want to draw and paint in colors. What what what? I should have known, with a boy like you, your middle name is "always." So that's fine.

duh

Computers are for desks!

There are things I'm trying to work out. Aren't there always things? But, it's like in the last month I see myself from the outside. I am analyzing without meaning to - I see why I felt the way I did about people, my actions, my feelings. It is overwhelming - all this insight that is building up in my chest. While I am generally ridiculously content with my life right now, I cannot help but want to tidy things up, fix them, but I've also learned that if I fret too much, if I take action instead of stirring things around first, tasting them, it just gets a lot messier.

I should be banned from ALL instant-gratification communicative technology.

It's time to live on paper.

iLike

i really like
large text
and
any artist
who uses large text
as art

I NEED TO GET STAMPS
ALSO A BUS CARD
PRESENTS FOR FAMILY

ahem

I quit my lame retail job after a month of work rather rashly last Friday. I hope this doesn't come back to haunt me. It shouldn't. But two days later I am worrying. Not only about personal repercussions but also feeling bad about up and leaving a place where a majority of the employees and the manager were pleasant and friendly. Somebody once told me that I always 'searched' for things to stress me out. That has haunted me since the day it happened. I think about it too much. But that's another thing I stress about - I'm just an unrelenting worrier in a viscous cycle. I want to get rid of that. I don't know what will. This is too personal for this blog. I don't owe anybody anything. I don't owe anybody anything.

In: Ambassador Squiggles
5 Min. Ago: Squeaky & Donut
Out: Prickley Pete

DISNEYLANDDDDDDDD

Oh my god. The Walker did this amazing show 10 years ago. I'm scouring these archives later.

all i wanted to hear was chopin's 'nocturne in e flat' and it's good.

it's real good.

i want to play those trills all night long.

london/design/linky

There is this need in me right now to possess something beautiful. Hold it in me. This happens from time to time, but right now everything that is aesthetically appealing to me makes me want to cry just a little bit - just like any mention of London.

London: everything is hipper there. Underground safety and the new Museum of Childhood near Bethnal Green and a lovely little park I read the new Nick Hornby book in. Plus, there's a reason Erin bought me the London Underground art book. Check out the government transportation page about all their art projects. It's incredible. I remember when they had those beautiful David Batchelor lights up. AGHGHGH. There is no city that incorporates 'art' in every sense of the world as naturally and seamlessly as London.

disappointing

SimCity Societies: NO.
The Sims 2 Castaway: NO.

Everything is getting so dumbed down these days.

On another note: I want a computer dedicated solely to gaming/my Sims/Rollercoaster Tycoon.

detour

@ the library:

As I am wandering down the aisles, shelving books, I keep remembering things that I'm interested in and want to read more about. Feng shui, Chinese history, tree houses, design, Disney animation, Bill Bryson, musicals, Chopin.

There is so much stuff to learn. So much to fill myself with and it makes me feel generally good about life, the world, me.

Yesterday I listened to 'Jesus Christ Superstar' while shelving. I think I sang along. I checked out 'Aspects of Love' and have been singing along in the car. Today I feel like writing the whole libretto out. I could write out the whole libretto for 'Les Mis' too. Also 'Phantom'. I'm a big nerd about Andrew Lloyd Webber. I know a lot about music, operas, composers. It's stuff I don't use anymore but it is good to remember every now and then that I know a thing or two about a thing or two.

detour

I always end up talking about my cats. Somehow everybody I talk to for any significant amount of time knows I have two cats who are obsessed with eating, poop on my stuff/the floor, and sleep with me at night. I can't explain it. Maybe because they're the smartest and most intuitive cats I've ever met. That Demetri Martin joke is always sort of present in the back of my mind..

Funny: The Hills parody, also this and anything involving Judd Apatow + people he knows.

Inspiration: Seahorse Ranch

bad news

Words that should never have been brought into the realm of non-online publications and out of the world of 'bad slang': manscaping, metrosexual, guyliner, manorexia

The newest and most offensive because it doesn't involve male appearances and I actually care about this topic: starchitect - i.e., Frank Gehry, Frank Llloyd Wright, Herzog & deMueron, Michael Graves.

STARCHITECT? BAD.

Wow, just wow. I want this in my life. OH WOW. WOWWWW.

my foot is DOWN

Why I hate the winner of the Vita.mn 1st Anniversary Cover Design Contest:

1. It is too patriotic.
1a. 'WE ARE ONE' sounds like an ad for the army.
1b. There are too many stars and stripes.
2. It is really trendy - but trendy five years ago.
2b. I've seen the cursive typeface at the top a billion times on teen domains.
2c. Stencil font.
2d. The tiny little 'tech' '001' font. AGH! ! !
3. The stars are just random ass Photoshop brushes.
4. He used layers of varying opacity to create any sort of interest.
5. HE USED A PICTURE OF HIS CHILD.
6. THERE IS A HIGH CONTRAST ONE-YEAR OLD BABY WITH RAYS COMING OUT FROM HIS HEAD.
7. A BABY JESUS IN THE CENTER.

$10

k.a.
Frida's First Thanksgiving
mixed media
8.5 x 11"

poop

Today when I left the WAC, the air smelled like poop.

Today when I got out of the car to buy food for dinner, it smelled like poop.

Today when I got out of the car to go to the library, it smelled like poop.

Now it smells like poop in the home office, but I think it is just cat pee.

pop 1

It's about that time of year when I have to start going to see a bunch of movies because it's the beginning of Oscar season and I need to have seen as many movies as possible by the Oscar Party. This does not include movies like 'American Gangster' that I would never, ever pay to see, much less waste two hours to watch Denzel be boring. Also, I must begin brainstorming for costumes.

11/9: No Country for Old Men
11/16: Margot at the Wedding
11/21: I'm Not There
12/5: Juno
12/7: Atonement
12/21: Sweeney Todd

Oh, crap, this is totally boring. My handy holiday movie preview guide, Entertainment Weekly, says that the most likely to be nominated films and performances also includes me seeing 'Charlie Wilson's War '(aka Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts being annoying), 'Michael Clayton,' 'There Will Be Blood' (Daniel Day-Lewis, though, great!), and, uh, that's about it. I'M BORED.

But I'm clearly going to have to dress up as Javier Bardem and his hair.

N/E FYI

Uncle Franky's Live WebCam: Uncle Franky, lover of hot dogs, and inspiration of pumpkin carvers, also loves his customers.
Psycho Suzi's MotorLounge: This is why I moved to Northeast MPLS.
Pierre Bottineau Library/Grain Belt Brewing House: The most beautiful library complex.

some things

It seems like every day I do something embarrassing and stupid or have an emotional breakdown I'm supposed to reinvent myself and decide upon a self-improvement project.

Last week it was purely appearance to help jog my innards to remember what they could be. This week it is to become an artist. I made several sketches today already. I'm on my way, aren't I? The next time I get upset about something, cry, call my mom, drunk dial, I'll probably start working on that novel or collection of short stories I've been meaning to do.

Still, these are ways to deal with a roller coaster couple of months. And they're good goals, mostly, but the problem is they only get half done because I'm either a) over it or b) onto my next crisis and setting my next goal.

Today I walked to work and walked back. I walked back over St. Anthony Falls on the Hennepin bridge around 5pm and I imagined I was walking over the Thames on the Waterloo. I looked around for Parliament, and instead I found a building that looked vaguely European. It was enough for me.

I was reading back through my study abroad blog, and as boring and incompetent as I felt there, I did have a few worthwhile thoughts. One of them was about bridges - and how walking over bridges made me feel so content, every time, and a different kind of content, according to the day, time, and feeling. Today I listened to the same album on the way to and from work, one at 8am, one at 5pm, and it told me very different things.

I guess the end goal of these things is to stop having these personal crises and just fulfill all these things as a normal human being, but I feel I've been pretty functional for the last three years so it's about time for some crap, isn't it?

(A Jennifer Davis art work was in order for today.)

BUGS ARE PEOPLE TOO

There was this huge controversy when the Huang Yong Ping "House of Oracles" exhibition went to Vancouver (from the Walker, I might add) this past spring. In one of Ping's pieces, 'Theatre of the World,' representing both Jeremy Bentham's idealized prison, the Panopticon, and as "a metaphor for the conflicts among different peoples and cultures - in short, human existence itself," he placed a handful of small bugs and reptiles to stand in for us destructive humans.

The SPCA complained, blah blah blah, said the point of the work was to encourage fighting and that there were no simulated natural environments and whipped out The Prevention of Cruelty to Animals Act Chapter 372 to prove it. They got the opinion of some doctor and the SPCA people to say that the creatures in "Theatre of the World" were officially under 'distress' and issued these orders:
i) Removal of tarantulas and scorpions from the artwork
ii) Increase the humidity (e.g. add plastic liners to 4-5 alcoves)
iii) Increase heat in the evenings
iv) Provide deeper substrate (minimum 2")
v) Monitor weight of the snakes, skinks and toads on a weekly basis to ensure no weight loss, and to remove any species that experience any weight loss.

The Vancouver Art Gallery eventually removed all the creatures and left the empty shell standing. The brilliant Canadian Press had this to say about the piece:

"The installation features millipedes, scorpions, tarantulas, frogs and insects in a simulation of a magic potion produced in ancient China by putting different species of animals together in a jar.

WHAT! WHAT! THIS IS SO STUPID OH MY GOD I HATE THE SPCA AND THE CANADIAN PRESS AND EVERYBODY WHO MAKES A BIG DEAL ABOUT THIS OH MY GOD. "MAGIC POTION PRODUCED IN ANCIENT CHINA" HOLY SHIT.

Other stupid things: The doctor who was appointed by the SPCA to observe the exhibit said he "received advice from the American Zoological Association that any zoo that exhibited the same animals on view in Theater of the World in one display area would risk losing its accreditation because such animals are incompatible and should not be housed together."

OH MY GOD NOW THE ZOOS ARE THE VOICE OF ANIMAL RIGHTS? WHERE IS THE DEBATE OVER ZOOS?

He was also quoted as saying that "in a proper zoological display, you often wouldn't be able to see the animals because they would be hiding. 'That's how you can tell if an exhibit is good or not.'

Um, that's exactly what made headlines in Vancouver for a week - they assumed two toads were missing/dead and then found them HIDING UNDER SOME GRASS.

I was trying to find an article online to link and found this little gem: Controversial animal art exhibit still at risk. ARE YOU SERIOUS? A picture of two bugs facing each other with the caption: "bugs fight it out?" ARE YOU KIDDING? Seriously - blame Canada.

(P.S. The acronym of Vancouver Art Gallery is "VAG" and it's funny because they use it in press. Funny: "ACCUSATIONS OF ANIMAL CRUELTY BUG VAG")

gehry denies any fault

A building that looks like it shouldn't work, doesn't work - Frank Gehry is getting sued by M.I.T. because a building he designed for them has cost them lots of money in repair costs since it opened three years ago.

M.I.T.: Your building sucks. It's cost us mad cash to fix all the cracks and leaks it's had since it opened.
GEHRY: I LOVE this building. It looks like a party of drunken robots got together to celebrate.
M.I.T.: It looks like you partied with a bunch of drunken robots when you designed this.
GEHRY: This building is way more complicated than you can possibly imagine.
M.I.T.: We paid you $15 million for this piece of crap.
GEHRY: Yeah, and I'm worth every penny! Any thing I touch becomes gold! Or, aluminum! Shiny aluminum with twisty organic forms! Instant tourist attraction!
M.I.T.: Well, we wished you had paid more attention to making sure the building actually stood on its own...
GEHRY: That's not how I work. I take shiny, curvy, throw them up in the air, and see how they land. You should know that. Besides, you're just after the firm's insurance. And..it's not my fault.

i did this

I made this, now go submit.

i would have never made it as a biology major

Wait. Really? This is in the Science section of the New York Times at the end of 2007? And it's saying antibacterial soap may lead to hardier germs? I thought we all knew this. Heck, I remember my biology teacher back in high school (year of 01-02) raving about the antibacterial hand gel that was becoming popular and how using too much of this stuff was going to make germs bigger, badder, and more resistant. Ever since then, I've refused to use the stuff, and told my mom to never buy it. (She does, sometimes.) I know some people are addicted to it. And they're ruining it for all of us.

I love scientists who admit their ideas are ludicrous. And I like the image of little mice on shaking platforms even better.

October 30 was a good day for the Science section in the New York Times. Also a highlight: the secret history of the Manhattan Project in Manhattan.

THE FIRST THING YOU SHOULD DO AT WORK:
Hit up that free coffee right away and head over to Marmaduke Explained.

make it better

A goal I have been working on lately is to be "less nice."

I don't really know how to keep going on this issue because the things I have been writing and subsequently deleting don't accurately capture my feelings on the subject.

Here's a statement: I'm trying to be less passive.
And here's the problem: I have been called passive before and it's really irked me. Something about the term offers me a negative connotation somewhere along the lines of 'boring.' True, I don't argue. I let things go. I'm not hotheaded. But there has come this point where I am tired of being okay with everybody and everything. I am confident that personally I have opinions, feelings, all that good stuff that comes along with being an interesting human being, but with most people and situations, I don't think I necessarily need to share them.

There it is: I don't ever share my opinions unless it's with people that I'm comfortable with that I know might be interested in hearing them. I never feel that my opinions are better than anybody else's or that I have any right to pipe in and share them. This is why I never spoke in class. This sort of filter is what some people need more of, and some people, like me, need less of.

It's become less of an issue of being shy, and more about feeling relatively ignorant and/or not really caring.

If things suck, I'll see them through. Why? Because why should I put up a stink? There is also an experience to be had, to store away, to maybe bring out some other day, to tell as a story.

A problem: If something sucks, and I respect myself (which I'm not sure I always do), do I get out of it? Do I suck it up? If I leave, I feel like I've lost. So if I stay, I wave it off as something that happened. I wave it off as 'life.'

Much of the time things are really just 'okay.' Nobody wants to hear when things really suck. Nobody wants to hear it when you are bursting with ebullience and joy.

But I'm feeling a little boring. I'm feeling that I care too much about if other people 'like' me. I'm feeling bad about sitting alone at the lunch table. I'm feeling kinda bad about all of these things. It's difficult to change these things. It's difficult to change the way I have been existing and have always existed. Right now I have a list of things I need to fix and it's really long. And how do you start to fix all these things? Where do you start?

I start a new job on Tuesday and I keep telling people it's going to suck. And people keep telling me it's going to suck. And I'll probably tell people when I get back the first day that it sucks. But really, I'm going to be OKAY. Because I don't get mad about things easily. I don't get annoyed to the point where I can't deal.

Because I'm passive?

NE/photo

Train tracks under University at Hennepin.

dear friend

Something of note:


One of these is in an art show and one of these is an image captured by a specialized deer cam.

RE: Free Rice.com

So I've noticed that a lot of people have been posting freerice.com as their website on the f-book, promoting it, etcetera etcetera.

Miss EKF brought this website to my attention a couple of weeks ago and at first I was completely enamored, amazed, and vowed to give thousands of grains of free rice a day.

Until she brought up the point (10 minutes into us both competing for the most grains of rice given) that this organization has all this rice already. It's not like every time you get a word right it supports this organization that can then afford to give out 1000 grains of rice. THEY CAN AFFORD THE RICE. THEY HAVE THE RICE. WHY DON'T THEY GIVE THE HUNGRY PEOPLE RICE NOW? Especially if, on their parent website, they have a twitter-like count of every person dying of hunger every minute.

I constantly wonder about the value of 'awareness' as a way to make change.

get away from the lever

Some people are idiots.
Some people have real problems.
Some people have it all.
Some people are fucking stupid and I have to deal with them.

things you were right about

Look, there are some things you (*you* being the general public or any one or number of my friends) were right about:

- coffee is delicious and a great funnel for caffeine
- Arizona Iced teas (esp. that raspberry and classic with lemon twist) are really delicious
- Red Rooster sauce is delicious
- beer is delicious
- I like rice

N-E History Lesson 1

"The modern Northeast extends to commercial districts stretching along major north-east corridors including University Avenue, Central Avenue, East Hennepin Avenue, Broadway, and Stinson and New Brighton Boulevard towards the city limits. Blending a heritage of old architecture, classic housing, bustling commercial streets, and industrial work centers, along with new residential high-rises, suburban cul-de-sacs, big-box retail, and a popular art scene, Northeast offers diverse amenities as part bedroom neighborhood and job center for the city of Minneapolis. The prominent features of Northeast include tall European influenced churches and massive grain silos and mills, both of which are visible in the landscape. Mostly built around the late 18th to early 19th century, these structures shadow the landscape of modest Victorians and four story apartments.

Restaurants and shops catering to a younger population have also re-energized Northeast Minneapolis. These newer businesses operate side by side with older establishments from the earlier era, including Nye's Polonaise Room and Kramarczuk's Sausage Company. The new face of Northeast Minneapolis is perhaps best seen in the new Hennepin Avenue Bridge. The new suspension bridge is at the same site of the first permanent bridge across the Mississippi River and is styled after the first bridge at the site, also a suspension bridge."

Ahhhh love.

k's internet tendencies

A whole bunch of my favorite McSweeney's lists because I was super fast at work today because I had 3 cups of coffee and now I feel like I am on speed:

Two Lists of Complaints
Iraq-War Cliches or New Euphemisms for Taking a Crap?
Thirty Illnesses, Sorted According to Whether or Not You Can Eat the Victims.
Past and Future Magazine Titles That Map Our Intellectual Decline
Signs of Impending Suicide That Hemingway's Friends May Have Overlooked
Ways in Which the Hunter May Become the Hunted
FAQ For Dogs

the oc!

YES, YES, YES, YES, YES, YES.

I love Los Angeles as an art center. From the 'Los Angeles 1955-1985' exhibition that was at the Centre Pompidou while we were in France last year up until this very moment, one of my constant concerns is making people realize that LA has been and continues to be a fantastically unique place to create art. I'm still really into my history thesis, and if I am ever motivated enough, I'm going to try to use that Google Builder tool to try to do what I didn't have time to do - create a virtual exhibition. I guess maybe my ambitions of being a curator aren't completely gone..

I walk by eight Ed Ruscha prints several times a day while I'm at the Walker. I am trying to remember the names of the buildings in the prints - memorize their order. When I can finally do it, I'll report back here.

1. I so don't care. I'm offended that White Cube will put in this boring, overblown (haha) crap.

2. Some guys last year broke into the Pantheon to fix Foucault's pendulum clock - which hadn't been working since the 1960s. The French government had NO CLUE until 'UnterGunther' presented the clock to the head curator of the museum.

3. FYI - the new Tate Turbine Hall installation. Dang, I miss that place.

4. "All the attention of it -- how much money is paid for a Peter Doig or a Damien Hirst -- distracts us from thinking about what the work is about. It's amazing that these contemporary artworks are selling for as much money as they do, but I don't think it necessarily helps anybody appreciate what's interesting about contemporary art." Neither does talking about attendance numbers...

WHAT! My life plan changed!

Is this going to happen every year?

oy vey, really.

This and this and this are just three reasons why I don't miss Macalseter.

i am made of bricks

Heartbreaking romantic/defiant/he's an asshole but I love him music of the moment to semi-take the place of Rilo Kiley for now: Kate Nash "Made of Bricks"

It is raining and one of the reasons I thought I liked Minnesota in the winter so much is because it didn't rain - it just snowed. Unfortunately, I forgot about the fall. Still, it's supposed to be brisk and chilly, not moderate and rainy, so why aren't the leaves changing yet? We have dozens of red, yellow, and orange leaves all around our house right now (for last night's Fall Back Fall Back/Beerluck/Birthday party) but I'm looking forward to collecting some real leaves from the ground and maybe eventually replacing the mylar and paper leaves with them.

ESKIMOS:
Doug's RBG Hex Chart - I've been using this guys chart for ages. It's about time I gave him some props.
Tara Donovan - The mention of mylar up above reminded me of this fantastic artist.

company name

Back to things that are not specifically artistic or reliant on links, I plan on taking photos of my new neighborhood for several purposes,

one - to let my friends see where i live now/what my house looks like
two - to document for myself the reasons i love the neighborhood, in case i ever forget
three - to learn more about my new camera/spend quality time with my pink bicycle

Yesterday when I was driving home I drove through (or at least I was approaching) a perfectly arched rainbow, a half-circle hugging the earth. If that wasn't perfect enough, there was a hint of a double rainbow surrounding it.

Nothing new. I am unproductive at home (what should I be working on? somebody else's website and a paper I was hoping to publish, along with home organization, bank changes, job apps and the like) and must renew two books out of which I have only read one essay, total. Tomorrow promises to be the busiest birthday I've ever had, what with my plans of biking over Stone Arch to the Mill City farmer's market, my grandma taking me to the Museum of Russian Art and out to lunch, and then a housewarming/birthday party to get ready for. It sounds like a perfectly wonderful day. I hope the weather (this subject in conversation is unavoidable) suits itself to my plans.

Have started several bad habits over the past couple months: coffee every morning and a cigarette or two every day. It seems fitting. Free, not forced. Accepting, something.

art and lunch

I decided to settle in to the second half of my lunch break with a few turns of Scrabulous.

But, my god, it's down! They're trying to work out some "kinks," so please excuse them! So disappointing. So not Fabulous.

ESKIMOS:
- Controversy at the Massachusetts MoCA: Do you side with the museum or the artist? Obviously, the New York Times sides with the artist. I think it was hardly in the museum's best interest (legally and artistically) to let visitors in Building 5 with tarps over all the unfinished installation. Why would they want to let visitors see the clear failure of major project? Museum donors are, obviously, balking at the $300,000 price tag. I doubt it assuages their concerns much to walk into a warehouse of crap collected for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Nevertheless, this Christoph Buchel is clearly a head case, and I think the museum's big mistake was, as Tyler Green puts it, not saying 'no' soon enough, or, in a better-case scenario, legally making the artist finish his installation in the initial contract. But give us none of this Visual Artist Rights Act. Buchel, as 1/2 of the artist-museum relationship, should have finished his installation. He had the power to finish it and decide how he wanted it shown. MassMoCA, $300,000 in the hole, was right to seek legal action at Buchel's abandonment but it does make me cringe to hear that they opened it, tarp-covered, BEFORE they went to court.

Here is a rundown of the court case, which Buchel lost. I am not well-versed in the law and how court cases work (I don't even watch lawyer TV shows or movies, so everything I know I learned from To Kill A Mockingbird), so I don't know why the judge is talking about how it's the most moving piece of contemporary art he's ever seen, he woke up at night thinking about it, yadda yadda. Is that his job?

- Paper Monument - A Mr. Kelsey brought his over to our abode last night and I am in love with this publication. The essay from the editors is sassy and smart, and I am particularly gleeful whenever New York is put in its place, as it is by Christopher Hsu. Icing on the cake is the inclusion of some portfolio work by one of my favorites, Jon Pylypchuk. Discovering this made my day feel productive.

- Writer's Rooms - Also brought to my attention by Mr. Kelsey. This is AWESOME. So far: Alain de Botton wins for his explanation; Jonathan Safran Foer loses.

YOUR WEEKEND:
- Friends With You/Judith G. Levy @ SooVAC - AWESOME! SooVAC is becoming my favorite gallery around here...

Lunch time is OVER. Scrabulous, I'm coming back for you later.

crazy, crazy

Big news: The former director of the Walker is the new director at the NY MOMA. Crazy, crazy. It makes sense, though. Apparently she's going there to improve contemporary art offerings. It's a good goal, and what I hope will be accomplished in her place by Olga Viso here (I am at work right now, actually, and everybody is scattering about with this WAC->MoMA press.) Big day for press clippings.

our clawfoot tub actually has claws

After two weeks of living here, I noticed this morning that our clawfoot tub actually has claws. I will have to wait until Science Museum Erin comes home, but I gather that they are specifically the talons of a large hunting bird. An eagle might be too obvious, but they might be the claws of an eagle, because if you look north at the detailing around the top of the "foot," there seems to be patterns and details resembling feathers.

Photos upcoming.

Del.icio.us is a stupid name for something designed to track bookmarks. I will call this part of my blog "Imagine a London Underground Travelcard as a Bookmark Here, Virtually." (IALUTAABHV, perhaps IALUT for short, which sounds kind of like INUIT who are eskimos, so this section will just be called ESKIMOS.)

ESKIMOS:
Science Museum of Minnesota - Star Wars: Where Science Meets Imagination - Guess what! There is no science in Star Wars. It is mythology! This is the third time I've been in a city with a Star Wars exhibition, most recently Paris where they pretended to honestly ponder scientific questions like "Is the force real?" or "Is it possible to take a Gungan through the core of a planet?" and "Will we ever able to travel in hyperspeed?" instead of questions like "Is this exhibition's profits going to take us sailing through the next fiscal year?" But, hell, everybody loves Star Wars. I am particularly interested in asking the question of how awesome a life size Millennium Falcon cockpit replica and Han Solo's 'rogue' outfit will be. Be sure to sign up for Star Wars Priority Email Ticket Club - I sure did.

this is my new blog

It's time for a new blog because HELL it feels good to be free.