Dear Unidentified Caller,
If you’re gonna call me more than half a dozen times from an unlisted number over the course of 10 minutes, please have the dignity to leave a fucking message. If you really wanted to talk to me, you would have the common decency to do that at the very least.
KTHXBYE,
Jason
Here’s a quick little video of the much buzzed painted elephant from Banksy’s “Barely Legal” exhibit. I’ll have my photos and other reflections posted a bit later tonight.
P.S. From what I understand, the elephant was covered in breathable paint and seemed rather chill in its behavior while I was there. It was also constantly being fed hay and taken outside at least once over the hour that Sarah and I were there checking things out. So spare me any comments about animal cruelty, por favor.
After seeing that it will include a live, painted elephant, I am so looking forward to Banksy‘s guerrilla art exhibit in Los Angeles this weekend. I don’t care what I have to do, I am not going to fucking miss this.
P.S. The latest LA Weekly has got a great interview with Banksy.
I’m not sure how I feel about the concept of a Reservoir Dogs Video Game, but I’m pretty sure that this commercial kicks loads of ass.
P.S. This is totally NSFW — that is, unless your workplace is down with a advert containing a granny saying “dick” a lot.
Before I go to bed, I want to dump one question out into the ether…
What the fuck happened to Measure Map after Google took it and Jeff Veen off of Adaptive Path’s hands?
I received this communique in my fortune cookie at the Chinese place today — and I’m still trying to figure out what the hell it means.
It doesn’t even make sense if you add “…in bed” to the end of it!
P.S. Is it bad when your boss chuckles and says, “I’m sure you can spin that into a pretty good entry for your blog.” upon hearing of said fortune?
Why do 13 year old indie girls from Los Angeles have the screen name for my Sidekick? I know it’s public record and all, but normally the people who use it are the sort of people who I want having it. Maybe I should consider making it unpublic…
Furthermore, why do said 13 year old girls say “maybe. just let me see yr myspace.” when I tell them that I’m 28 and ask if that might be a bit too old for them? Because I don’t care what they say about grass on the playing field — I’m not down with getting busted in some sort of a Dateline sting.