it's so crazy, this crystal meth addiction trip. the absurd ways i used to spend my time and energy were astounding. gawd, i remember(not really clearly) 4 years ago while in the throes of my addiction, i was sharing a tent with a hooker at skid row in LA, and hustling tricks to bring to her in exchange for drugs so i could get high. i'd watch her knobjob sometimes, but it was usually as dull as dirt. that lifestyle also served as a twisted form of performance art for me. the thrill of the catch and the sell were the hook for me. if i could convince some dude to bite, it would almost be a high in itself. and then during the day, i would set up a little blanket(my store) outside the fire department on 6th and san pedro and sell what shit i had left to my name. i had to price everything for $1 or less because the locals wouldn't pay anything more than that. this really was a challenge, but i managed somehow. i did sell some brand new kenneth coles for $5, various shirts and blazers and socks, and my software collection. one day i actually sold some half-used deodorant for .50 cents, which i was very proud of at the time. how i ever convinced anybody to purchase previously used deodorant is beyond me. i had to hawk that shit, and all that theatre with just one purpose, to get high and push the envelope and see how far i could go. that was a regular day for me 4 years ago.
today, i find myself feeling a bit out of sorts because my things are all in disarray. my townhouse is being painted (lovingly, i might add) and so nothing is where it was 2 days ago. the color is sublime. i can't wait for it to be finished. next come the floors. so i find myself a bit miffed by the inconvenience and conversely not bothered at all. because i know, that compared to 4 years ago, my life today is a hot fudge sundae with a cherry on top.
and speaking of cherries, someone forwarded a link to me that is full of eye-candy, so i thought i would share that with you today. it's got lots of photos and it's fun to move the cursor over the small shots. WITH A CHERRY ON TOP
i also heard yesterday that the proposal for the crystal meth "talking wall" that i submitted to pride committee was accepted and i'm a tad freaked because i have only three weeks to pull it off. and i'm hoping i can channel the where-with-all AND the volunteers. this idea is taken from a chapter in the cirriculum we use in the "getting off" program. originally it was an "installation" produced by the STOPAIDS project in SF in 1996 i believe.
you can check out a sample of the original here: THE TALKING WALL
hopefully you won't mind indulging me a little. sometimes i just feel like a nut. there's something so innocent and so cheesy about this, i realize. it's like early animation. it's not that stellar, but it's fascinating and kinda mesmerizing to watch.
today, i find myself feeling a bit out of sorts because my things are all in disarray. my townhouse is being painted (lovingly, i might add) and so nothing is where it was 2 days ago. the color is sublime. i can't wait for it to be finished. next come the floors. so i find myself a bit miffed by the inconvenience and conversely not bothered at all. because i know, that compared to 4 years ago, my life today is a hot fudge sundae with a cherry on top.
and speaking of cherries, someone forwarded a link to me that is full of eye-candy, so i thought i would share that with you today. it's got lots of photos and it's fun to move the cursor over the small shots. WITH A CHERRY ON TOP
i also heard yesterday that the proposal for the crystal meth "talking wall" that i submitted to pride committee was accepted and i'm a tad freaked because i have only three weeks to pull it off. and i'm hoping i can channel the where-with-all AND the volunteers. this idea is taken from a chapter in the cirriculum we use in the "getting off" program. originally it was an "installation" produced by the STOPAIDS project in SF in 1996 i believe.
you can check out a sample of the original here: THE TALKING WALL
hopefully you won't mind indulging me a little. sometimes i just feel like a nut. there's something so innocent and so cheesy about this, i realize. it's like early animation. it's not that stellar, but it's fascinating and kinda mesmerizing to watch.
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