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so far we have a few skill sets covered but we need more.
what do you do what you want or can or have time for?
so far we have some kinds of butchers
some kinds of bakers
a few candle stick makers.
i am thinking of inviting over a few more tat artists.
requests?
Waiter? Two... no, three of what she's having. Thank you.
I do lots of stuff. I'm a level 10 drunken master of MacGuyvering. I fix computers. I'm a futurist art weirdo philosopher kind of guy. It's kind of weird when I drop casual, half-assed ideas at suggestions at parties or bars, and then people just run off with them and make 'em happen. I don't mind, but it's weird, especially when I seem to do so little on my own.
I want to make/play with more music, and have more experimental music jams like I've been doing with the friends I've made in Phoenix. We've had some really nice ones, we're planning on starting to record - but somehow I know that the moment we switch on the recorder it'll all go to shit or something.
I want to see and make more weird art and art experiences that are well grounded in immediatism and demediation. Art, artist, and audience should approach or achieve unity.
I'd like to see and be involved in more fetishism and (safe) fetish play. I would also like to further explore the relationship between sexuality and spirituality. This may or may not be related to the above paragraph.
I'd like to host an infoshop or workshop on alternative modes of living; alternative energy, transportation, and housing - with a focus on living well while roughing it in urban environments.
It really is already brought. You see, editors of a sort need to stick together and here we have two very worrisome coffins piling up outside and scaring away all the theatergoers. The new corpse is totally cool. Ditto for the kill kill. But please, please, pleasse we have all the coffins we can handle and we were never so good at handling them to begin with.
And yet we nevertheless have to admit that a dead horse lays beaten before us.
And so it is only proper to ask ourselves, with that last link to MeCha Projects, whether we have inadvertently stumbled across a thread with strict rules for language production, rules which we have trod upon in disregard and may very well be continuing to trod upon even as we speak. (Odd? At least 21?)
We can also admit that we have failed as of yet to suss out a direct correlation between the MeCha Projects list and this thread, though those last few corpse tennis matches sure are beautiful and we're glad we've seen them now because we hadn't before and only in our dreams could we make tennis matches of such splendor and who ever knew tennis was such a grand sport outside of its description by Mr. David Foster-Wallace, whose description of almost anything makes our knees shiver nicely even though our friends thought his infinity book to be terribly dull and we're all getting a little anxious waiting for the next big novel?
So please. Please fill us in, yes, please is all we ask, please.