“i try,” came the reply, “but it gets harder and harder.”

tackling theatre archives and the capacity limits of zip disks and re-writeable cds. the familiar interference of mobile radiation echoes through the computer. the brow furrows in annoyance. what now?
“hello”, through the crackling of bad reception, a familiar voice, in mock official tones. “this is your pet slug, calling from chicago.”
habitual enquiries of the other [...]

the return of.
murky darkness.
i feel like if i fell asleep now i might never wake up

for not letting the conventions of gender relations get in the way of our dynamic. it is the exception to the norm of my experience here and it brings me much comfort.

ben harper & the innocent criminals, live from mars
the strokes, is this it (go look at their website; it’s cleverly designed, and their bio is pretty funny)
i feel very strange. like i’m not sitting quite right in my body. i feel a vagueness at the back of my head, like i’m about to pass out. [...]

need. to. sleep.

today’s tactical media lab was the most amazing artistic event i have ever been to. so many minds, buzzing with energy, with ideas, fueled by frustration and shame; varied in our skills and foci, but common in our desire for a more humane and less violent world.
i know it might sound touchy-feely, but trust me, [...]

the last bit of the antidote?:
“just try it. move the needle back to the beginning and play the record over again right now.”

the wiseguys, the antidote.
i love the rachmaninov sample in track 10.
and i’m pretty sure they sampled porn in track 13!
going to the mca in the arvo to film the tactical media lab, without anna (projectionist shortage, she couldn’t get out of her shift).
fortunately teik kim has agreed to come with me and give me moral [...]

it’s supposed to happen monday and they have yet to pack. they are in desperate need of boxes with which to pack, so kelvin and i were cruising the streets in my car earlier this evening looking for cardboard boxes abandoned by the side of the road. we spot them, i pull over, he jumps [...]