1) Read this blog. It’s funny.
2) Check out Zydecofish’s post on a homophobic freak with too much time on his hands.
So far I’ve gotten just one hate comment. I’ve since deleted that post but it was basically from some chick with questionable English who a) called me old, and b) questioned the title of my blog (“pissed off” was in there at the time) because that particular post was happy.
What’s with the haters? It’s all about the love here.
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Last night YP and I went to a talk on graffiti. It was pretty interesting though like on any panel, some of the speakers were more articulate than others. Two guys were in total disguise, one in a long ZZ Top beard, sunglasses, and hoodie (he was sweating bullets) and the other with a cap and scarf tied around his face train robber style.
Whenever I go to one of these things, I always think how graffiti is somewhat like blogging. There’s this wide open space and anyone can throw up tags, monikers, etc. Some become well known; some put up a piece of shit and move on. Sometimes you get caught and have to change your name.
Also, the impermanence of it. With graffiti you have to accept that your stuff’s going to get painted over, whether by the vandal squad or by other writers. With blogging sometimes you just need to delete stuff, whether it’s individual posts or an entire blog, for whatever reason. You could keep everything in draft or copy and paste in a Word document, but I’ve always felt it’s better just to let it go.
One of the artists likened graffiti to a butter statue. Now I’ve never heard of a butter statue before but I think I know what he means. I’d have thought sandpainting first but to each his own.