Please, try to contain your excitement, hb.
Yesterday: SF Freeze flash mob, at the Powell St. cablecar turnaround. Stood still in the rain, nose running and tears streaming for five minutes while unamused shoppers pushed past. My housemate and her brother had planned to pose jousting with umbrellas, and I ended up holding mine out as a shield. Passersby got increasingly annoyed--"what is this?" "get out of the way" "fucking move"--and I started asking myself: Really? Are you really willing to get poked in the eye with an umbrella spoke for the sake of a performance art? Er, no. Definitely outside the comfort zone, and not something I would've done on my own, but ultimately was glad to be a part of it, risking loss of sight notwithstanding.
Here's a really well composed photo, and some low-res video below. Neither capture this punk/Victorian-esque style couple that stood nearby me, frozen in a kiss for the full five minutes beneath an inside-out umbrella.
SF freeze
Originally uploaded by Marco Sanchez
Next up: Last week's release party for “Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure” - inspired by Ernest Hemingway's "For sale: baby shoes, never worn."
A few choice memoirs:
No shit I'm critical - you're flawed. - Elizabeth Koch
Friends all Jewish. I'm merely neurotic. - Brian Mahon
Most successful accomplishments based on spite. - Scott Birch
Big heart protected by sharp tongue. - Kris Kleindienst
Adopted? Are you fucking shitting me? - Darius Logan
Happiness is a warm salami sandwich. - Stanley Bing
Mormon feminist loves husband, hates patriarchy. - Caroline Kline
Never really finished anything, except cake. - Carletta Perkins
Fight. like. hell. for. the. living. - Susie Bright
Was inspired to write a couple less clever ones of my own:
Hated perpetual motion, now can't stopAnd finally: Just so I don't look like a shill for Laughing Squid, there's McDonald's in Chinatown for the New Year's celebration.
Privileged social activist: contradiction in terms?
Mellow actor, scattered activist: seeking balance
They were out in full force with a hidg-ous float and colossal puffy happy meal box-shaped tent, complete with flags advertising their offensive "i-am-asian" sitelet. They've actually trademarked the phrase. Mmm, have some cultural appropriation with your Big Mac. Oh, and don't miss their tagline: "i aim to be the best." It's okay to perpetuate the "overachiever" stereotype, cause it's not racist if it's a compliment, right guys?! McVom.pic courtesy of David's phone
2 comments:
excitement uncontainable.
imma blog again soon too!
Susie Bright also said this (I like her):
"What turns you on may not match your artistic values, your romantic choices in real life, your political views, but it is just as much a part of you, just as real and substantial, as any other aspect. It's not a defect or a weakness, it's your intuitive ability to take all that's unbearable and crazy and unspeakable about life and turn it into juice -- eroticism. Don't you dare go around with your nose in the air pretending that anybody's fantasies are low-class or despicable, because without that juice you wouldn't be alive, wouldn't be able to discriminate; you'd be a stranger both to your capacities and your limits."
Yay, you're blogging again!
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