Archive for ‘April, 2008’
*Steve Eiland & Jez – Photographed By: R.K Sloane
Holy shit! You are one of the worst drivers on this planet! lol
I could not help but consider that if one took enough trips with you, they would end up with a severe passenger phobia!!! Your decision to heed my screams was a wise one indeed. How the hell do you even possess a valid drivers license, my friend? I implore you to take some driving courses, for the sake of your future, and that of others! hehehe :D
Soooo anyway…Despite the fact that this journey was work oriented, I had a blast. I was genuinely surprised at all the sanctimonious bitching floating around. What the fuck? Elitist cunts who can find no greater pleasure in life, than to constantly bring everyone below ground level? Everything was paid for! What is to complain about again? Derrrr…
You are a riot to hang out with, sweetheart. Always so thoughtful about keeping our schedules intact. Even down to planning our meals! Awww! I loved my bento veggie treats! Cool cat, how did you know? :)
Thanks for making me laugh so very hard, and managing to keep the experience more than interesting.
Next time, I’ll do the driving though…
(*Fictional account on all accounts, except the Trip To LA part…lol)
I’ve been circling outer paths leading to you for so many years now…
Running around in your enemy camps, wondering if by chance you would show up.
Your elusive candor remains true to test. So much so, that I am finally ready to believe it will always remain this way.
This will have been the fifth appearance of yours which I sought to attend…
A chance to get close to you in person…
It will also be my fifth time where something has gotten in the way.
Me and my BIG ideas…
What is it about you that holds me off, even if you are so unaware of the occurrence?
I happen to think you are aware…I also happen to know how crazy that sounds too.
Though, it could just be ‘Sharon’ speaking lies through her door.
Did you ever get the artwork I left off?
Spoke with a woman named Kelley (?) Kim (?)
I must admit, I am not good at playing obsessed ‘fan girl’…
Acted as if I should have been the one invited there to drop my shit off for you.
Par usual, I walked away feeling like there should have been more to the story.
I was putting you up on a pedestal, and hoping for a brief encounter to touch your feet.
The sculpture traveling on it’s way in search of a signature…
A really degrading visual when I break it down…
I am not usually like this with anyone.
But, with you it is so easy.
That I am a true failure at chasing ‘the famous guy’, is putting my humiliation mildly.
It is really funny too, though. I must remember that laughing while stalking is important.
How…typical of me…to care about someone I’ve never even met.
Maybe I am never destined to meet you either?
Guess I’ll try not to be too dramatic about it, in that case.
Congrats on the platinum locks. You deserve every moment of your success.
I have a slimed WormIntruder pinata sperm awaiting your acceptance at some place in time.
One in a series of 500. I’ll make sure to point it out in the exhibition..
That is, if I don’t meet you before then ;)