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» Best Graffiti Ever
Street signs!
Recontextualising such a common fixture as a street sign has a huge effect. It is simultaneously inconspicuous and memorable.
I wish I could take credit for this one, but the best I did was stick a red reflector sticker on a deer crossing deer's nose.
(Thu 3rd May 2007, 18:05, More)
Street signs!
Recontextualising such a common fixture as a street sign has a huge effect. It is simultaneously inconspicuous and memorable.
I wish I could take credit for this one, but the best I did was stick a red reflector sticker on a deer crossing deer's nose.
(Thu 3rd May 2007, 18:05, More)
» Mix Tapes
THAT'S THE WRONG CD.
This was the year 2000, my birthday was coming up and I wanted it to be spectacular. There was a laser tag arena on the other side of town, and they were offering a lock-in party.
A lock-in party, for those unfamiliar with the concept, is when an entertainment centre rents out its building after business hours to a large group. The owners remove anything breakable, sometimes order a pizza, and then leave. They turn all the machines on 'free' and then lock the doors. The lock-in party ends when the next day's business hours begin.
It was perfect. Not since the Roman days of Saturnalia had there been such a party planned. I even went so far as to burn a CD with the most adrenaline-pumping music I could download. I had the blood rave from Blade, the shootout music from The Matrix, only the fastest, screamingest Iron Maiden songs. Every kid there was going to make the boys from Lord of the Flies look like pacifists.
As an afterthought, I also burned a disk of funny songs to play on the ride over. Polkas and things. Guess which one wound up in the locked control room on a loop all night?
(Thu 7th Feb 2008, 15:49, More)
THAT'S THE WRONG CD.
This was the year 2000, my birthday was coming up and I wanted it to be spectacular. There was a laser tag arena on the other side of town, and they were offering a lock-in party.
A lock-in party, for those unfamiliar with the concept, is when an entertainment centre rents out its building after business hours to a large group. The owners remove anything breakable, sometimes order a pizza, and then leave. They turn all the machines on 'free' and then lock the doors. The lock-in party ends when the next day's business hours begin.
It was perfect. Not since the Roman days of Saturnalia had there been such a party planned. I even went so far as to burn a CD with the most adrenaline-pumping music I could download. I had the blood rave from Blade, the shootout music from The Matrix, only the fastest, screamingest Iron Maiden songs. Every kid there was going to make the boys from Lord of the Flies look like pacifists.
As an afterthought, I also burned a disk of funny songs to play on the ride over. Polkas and things. Guess which one wound up in the locked control room on a loop all night?
(Thu 7th Feb 2008, 15:49, More)
» I was drunk when I bought this
How about the day after?
I was out 'til about 3:00, and my mother screeched me awake at 7:00 to help her with her garage sale. I was not only still slightly tipsy, I was now functioning on less than four hours of sleep.
I wound up selling my favourite sword which wasn't even on the table. A guy asked if I had any, and I ran upstairs and brought down my collection. Guy got a steal on a 17th-century hunting sabre with a flintlock pistol built into the hilt. The goddamn jewel of my collection, gone.
It's now 4:00 pn, and I'm going back to damn sleep.
(Sat 11th Jun 2005, 21:17, More)
How about the day after?
I was out 'til about 3:00, and my mother screeched me awake at 7:00 to help her with her garage sale. I was not only still slightly tipsy, I was now functioning on less than four hours of sleep.
I wound up selling my favourite sword which wasn't even on the table. A guy asked if I had any, and I ran upstairs and brought down my collection. Guy got a steal on a 17th-century hunting sabre with a flintlock pistol built into the hilt. The goddamn jewel of my collection, gone.
It's now 4:00 pn, and I'm going back to damn sleep.
(Sat 11th Jun 2005, 21:17, More)
» Useless Information
In only nine pages
There are already more repeated posts in this QOTW than there were in the entirety of 'Lies your parents told you.'
(Thu 17th Mar 2005, 21:41, More)
In only nine pages
There are already more repeated posts in this QOTW than there were in the entirety of 'Lies your parents told you.'
(Thu 17th Mar 2005, 21:41, More)
» Beautiful Moments
When I was six or seven
I remember walking down the hallway in my house, the sunlight was streaming through the window making everything glow a fuzzy yellow, and I just felt so warm and light that I could fly, so I did. I floated two feet off the ground down the hallway, down the stairs, and back to my room. It was such a wonderful feeling, such freedom, that I spent years trying in vain to do it again, insisting to anybody that tried to stop me that it was possible, I'd done it before. It was more than a decade before I realised that I had been having a hallucination from a very high fever.
I have since managed to duplicate the results through other means.
(Mon 14th Mar 2005, 18:20, More)
When I was six or seven
I remember walking down the hallway in my house, the sunlight was streaming through the window making everything glow a fuzzy yellow, and I just felt so warm and light that I could fly, so I did. I floated two feet off the ground down the hallway, down the stairs, and back to my room. It was such a wonderful feeling, such freedom, that I spent years trying in vain to do it again, insisting to anybody that tried to stop me that it was possible, I'd done it before. It was more than a decade before I realised that I had been having a hallucination from a very high fever.
I have since managed to duplicate the results through other means.
(Mon 14th Mar 2005, 18:20, More)