Yo Eric, I think what the guru would say to the people who freeze in the face of processed work that only they can complete is that that work isn't going to go away. It'll just sit there and make them feel bad. Thus the only option is to just do it, now, later, someone else, or dump.

AD, for your birthday I give you this present:



The culmination of all scientific knowledge has led to the fusing of Kunal and the young Michael Jackson into one being!!! OW!

Yes! Less than 24 hours late. Happy Birthday, AD.

Happy b'day AD

Happy belated birthday AD... sorry about forgetting about you... twice...

For the longest time I've been trying to figure out what was underneath the sticker on the cover of my copy of Sufjan Stevens' Illinois record (the sticker is of some balloons flying into the sky). But I've been too scared to take the sticker off because I feel it would be kind of equivalent to burning a bible or something. Or maybe a better example would be something like spray-painting over the mona lisa. Fuck, I dunno. But you know, it's something you just shouldn't do... even if we're speaking on a strictly karmic level.

But anyway, to make a long story short: I finally found a picture on the internet of the cover that is different than the one I have: it's fuckin SUPERMAN flying underneath that sticker!

right on.

now I can sleep at nights.

I know you guys didn't play it, but the only song I really heard at twister last night was Ariel vs Lotus.

i know, maestro's a fuckin' God among men.
hey so i lent Ira (hipster photography guy - read back like a month or two ago before we finished the hipster twister dot designs) the Lomo. he said he bought a little flash for it. i think shit's lookin' pretty hot.

and then there's tony. shit man, you put me to shame.

btw- the very first thing I've done on my new comp is write this message.

Al, in a really strange way, that's exactly the same lesson i learned last night.