Sep 14, 2006 01:39
This is some sort of dream... but i checked with that girl I am always with, she verifies my reality.
- I left my debit card in the ATM. I was taking out $10 and a guy asked me for spare change. I give it to him and walk off. I am assuming he is the person who cleared my savings account. Awesome.
- I have my first solo art show October 10th. I also have a cover of a lit magazine coming out then too. Oh, and I think I am doing a reading on Oct 20th. Lets not forget the reading for LetterX tentatively set for Late Oct.
-there is some rumor that Cult Of Youth Vol 3 is coming out shortly after that. Though I have not mentioned it, I am some sort of editor. I don't have much of a title right now. Neology Editor? Language And Youth Editor? Serial Editor for Langauge? Basically, I am in charge of gathering/creating material for Cult Of Youth's explorations into Youth and Language.
- I work part time plus for Invision Design. So far I have literally 'believed' in all these projects I have contributed to. I dare say, vollunteered for the because of that belief. (Don't get any ideas Gazelle.) I've edited a pocket manual for caribeann HIV/AIDs workers, I'm building a site for an architect that is helping make Afghanistan strong again (Rafi Samizay, look him up.) I've created(ing) portfolio sites for artist who's work I like,
- I have a studio space now.
- Then there is United Indians of All Tribes. I'm not native, but they like the scotch/irish (me) just the same. There is a native american word for what I am which means nephew. Today I sat thru a meeting that got me riled up and at the same time made my stomach drop alittle bit. You look at some one different when you realize at some point in their life they fought the united states goverment. I don't mean passed out leaflets or went to protest; I am talking, guns in hand protecting what IS theirs fought the goverment. As I am looking at these people for the first time as actual warriors they say "I've done that. I'm done with violence. It doesn't work." Before this point I hadn't wasn't sure how much of what they had to say was talk. Come to find out, they haven't never been much for talk and they have the scars to prove it. Marginalized means something new to me now. So does the word human.
...anyhow, other than that last bit was sorta ranty all this happening bewteen Sept 1 and Sept 13 points to one thing. Two nights ago I sat down at one of my favorite offices (pre-studio space) and tried to think (as I always do) what I needed to get done. My brain broke. Literally, I called that girl that I seem to always with and actually said "Please come here, I need some support," and that is what she did.
- I now have a planner/calender/to-do lists. My apologies to every one who I have made fun of for even mentioning the word calendar.
- My BlackBerry talks to my computer now. They have a meeting every couple of hours to arrange my calendar and my to-do list. Then they tell me what to do. Robots take care of me.
-there is so much more going on too, but my robot care takers just told me I have no more time for this :(
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