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sigh, what a ridiculous
I cannot fathom how were are still in the era of the "war on drugs".
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through the speaking-glass
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HOAX PLANNING 2008
Well, I am, and have been in the planning stages for developing an art-space in vancity for about six months now. One aspect I have been tinkering with, is that long before anything gets signed, located, themetized, or seriousized, there will be a myriad of provoca-edu-cational events situated in the city which, after the fact, "responsibility will ( Read more... ) -
yes
I read the new media art blog "We Make Money Not Art" quite regularly. Today I was blown out of the watery and soy milky ocean of morning breakfasting whilst watching the the animations of David O Reilly. There is a full write up on his stuff on that site right now. below is a short clip of his 15 min piece, "Wofl" Leave a comment 1today and cell phone hand fidgeting
Today, tea, curried yams and potatoes for brunch in sunbeams. Kid Loco mix tape, dancing on the hardwood, turntables spinning, her long black hair found on my jacket hours later. The afternoon is gross food from caf, but okay work habits. Finishing first bored-theory paper today, short and dense, all about vocal ontology, Cavarero and against ( Read more... )(Untitled)
From Slashdot ( Read more... )also
Recently I have been listening to the RZA album, Liquid Swords, released in 1996 while drinking tea ( Read more... )a little bit finished (also meant in the mortal combat way)
well I just finished my presentation for Helen Fielding's Phenomenology Seminar. it was quite silly since I wrote a too long (read incredibly lenghthy) script. we only have 25 mins max each to do our thing due to various reasons and wrote 20 pages....sigh, I must have been inhabiting a convincing fantasy when preparing it, that if I just read fast ( Read more... )information poaching, the early years: pre-nanoseconds
it was 1988 and qwelk-Norn, being a green behind the ears and trigger finger information poacher was not very well disposed to standing, alone in the desert. or at least this was what he he quietly murmured to himself wobbling three and fro as he teetered at the top of an enormous dune. there didn’t seem to be much ( Read more... )