ANOTHER re run..from the past. enjoy
Beating Celebs to the punchline
Over the years I've noticed that many of the odd and strange things I do, have recently been done by others who've managed to get themselves a bit more publicity and beat me out of being famous.
I've gone out and been homeless, been a foreigner out interviewing people {though I was a German art student and not from Kazakhstan} and was even some unknown nationality always shouting "America..I love this county!" I even remember sitting around and talking about making a movie where you got cloned by mistake and then the company was after you to eliminate the evidence and you got chased down by clones of yourself...then 2 yrs later "The 6th Day" with Arnold comes out??
One of the most mind blowing coincidences,,,of whatever the fuck you want to call them is....a whole year before anyone even heard of "Kill Bill" I had 2 girls that I worked with out doing photo shoots with samurai swords and fighting it out, both just completely beautiful....though admittedly they wore one black outfit and the other one a white one,,and both had angel wings on fighting on top of a small mountain....but still the point is these are all obviously marketable ideas that came to fruition for someone else.
Years before Opie and Anthony, or other radio shows that are out now......eh..I'm not going to get into listing all of it...but lets just say people do things on shows that I've done on my own with out getting paid for it.
Even on here..in this journal..I've thought about saying stuff for you guys to read that I knew when you saw it would provoke you,,incite disgust, give you a little taste of the wrong side of political correctness.........take my last post for instance..about Jews and blacks and gays....what happened right after that? Mel Gibbson makes his comments about Jews and the country goes nuts? Micheal Richards calls a guy a Nigger...and it makes the news..granted the racial comments aren't really what I'm talking about here....it's the ability to create ideas and concepts, say and do things that are news worthy and marketable....I can obviously do that.
By March of next year I am going to be back in school. I've wasted 10 years of my life ...and that shit is done with. I don't give a fuck if I'm in school till I'm 40....I will get what I want..even I'm into debt to my ears. I'm not wasting anymore time.
In true G-man nut bar fashion...I was bored the other day...playing too much SWG and working a lame tile job had gotten to me and I wanted to do something out of the ordinary daily crap I was going through. I read in the paper that there was a convention being held at the Renaissance hotel downtown for developers who were getting together to discuss and plan the new construction project that is going to take place in "The Flats" here in town. It's a huge $200 million project, and there were a ton of people going to be there.
Well this caught my interest...so I put on the suit, shaved, and caught the bus downtown. I've gotten into the hotel before on the sly and know you can get in from the service tunnels by the food court in the mall..from when I used to work at a store there. So I figured if I carried a bunch of folders and a brief case,,to make my hands look too full..if I got stopped by security trying to get into the tunnels and enter the back end of the hotel,,I could play it off like a fumbling goof with too much stuff and spill it all over the guy trying to find my pass or ID ....but luckily they haven't changed anything and if you walk like you know what you're doing ...you can get right into the mall employee service areas and bypass the entire security to the hotel....there were cameras but all they saw was me on a cell phone flipping through my phoney business documents and having a really heated conversation about the transfer of funds from one account to another.
I made my way into the service tunnel and up the stairs to the hotel..I knew the third floor was the main conference room area...opened the door to the hallway and walked right into the conference hall just like everyone else. Right then I bumped into the back of a security guard who was standing right at the door....I was busted. He puts his hands up and says "Whoa whoa...what you doing?"...I'm on my fake phone call and gesture to him to hold on...I got lucky and noticed a sign behind him at a welcome table with some company name on it and said "Hey there..where the hell is john? I have to take a serious piss." he starts to say "No no no..where you .." I cut him off and say " I'm here with Northeastern....look I've got this call..and If I don't piss now I'm going to miss getting these reports to my boss..now where the hell is the John?" and shake the fake papers in his face.
He buys it and points me in the right direction ..I head into the main room and move to the restroom. Once inside I put my fake work away and think about how I'm going to get to the bar and drink for free. Long story short..I met a few other guys ..after watching and listening to them for a half hour to find out who they were with and what they do..so I could come up with my own bullshit and join in on their conversation about the decline of business in the city and the new plan for development...they start buying rounds and after a nice introduction I'm in and quickly change the conversation over to pussy and golf.....so ..Hotel convention infiltrated....security diverted....position secured....no money spent...food eaten...drinks consumed.....mission accomplished.
If I could tape this...it could be a show.
Over the years I've noticed that many of the odd and strange things I do, have recently been done by others who've managed to get themselves a bit more publicity and beat me out of being famous.
I've gone out and been homeless, been a foreigner out interviewing people {though I was a German art student and not from Kazakhstan} and was even some unknown nationality always shouting "America..I love this county!" I even remember sitting around and talking about making a movie where you got cloned by mistake and then the company was after you to eliminate the evidence and you got chased down by clones of yourself...then 2 yrs later "The 6th Day" with Arnold comes out??
One of the most mind blowing coincidences,,,of whatever the fuck you want to call them is....a whole year before anyone even heard of "Kill Bill" I had 2 girls that I worked with out doing photo shoots with samurai swords and fighting it out, both just completely beautiful....though admittedly they wore one black outfit and the other one a white one,,and both had angel wings on fighting on top of a small mountain....but still the point is these are all obviously marketable ideas that came to fruition for someone else.
Years before Opie and Anthony, or other radio shows that are out now......eh..I'm not going to get into listing all of it...but lets just say people do things on shows that I've done on my own with out getting paid for it.
Even on here..in this journal..I've thought about saying stuff for you guys to read that I knew when you saw it would provoke you,,incite disgust, give you a little taste of the wrong side of political correctness.........take my last post for instance..about Jews and blacks and gays....what happened right after that? Mel Gibbson makes his comments about Jews and the country goes nuts? Micheal Richards calls a guy a Nigger...and it makes the news..granted the racial comments aren't really what I'm talking about here....it's the ability to create ideas and concepts, say and do things that are news worthy and marketable....I can obviously do that.
By March of next year I am going to be back in school. I've wasted 10 years of my life ...and that shit is done with. I don't give a fuck if I'm in school till I'm 40....I will get what I want..even I'm into debt to my ears. I'm not wasting anymore time.
In true G-man nut bar fashion...I was bored the other day...playing too much SWG and working a lame tile job had gotten to me and I wanted to do something out of the ordinary daily crap I was going through. I read in the paper that there was a convention being held at the Renaissance hotel downtown for developers who were getting together to discuss and plan the new construction project that is going to take place in "The Flats" here in town. It's a huge $200 million project, and there were a ton of people going to be there.
Well this caught my interest...so I put on the suit, shaved, and caught the bus downtown. I've gotten into the hotel before on the sly and know you can get in from the service tunnels by the food court in the mall..from when I used to work at a store there. So I figured if I carried a bunch of folders and a brief case,,to make my hands look too full..if I got stopped by security trying to get into the tunnels and enter the back end of the hotel,,I could play it off like a fumbling goof with too much stuff and spill it all over the guy trying to find my pass or ID ....but luckily they haven't changed anything and if you walk like you know what you're doing ...you can get right into the mall employee service areas and bypass the entire security to the hotel....there were cameras but all they saw was me on a cell phone flipping through my phoney business documents and having a really heated conversation about the transfer of funds from one account to another.
I made my way into the service tunnel and up the stairs to the hotel..I knew the third floor was the main conference room area...opened the door to the hallway and walked right into the conference hall just like everyone else. Right then I bumped into the back of a security guard who was standing right at the door....I was busted. He puts his hands up and says "Whoa whoa...what you doing?"...I'm on my fake phone call and gesture to him to hold on...I got lucky and noticed a sign behind him at a welcome table with some company name on it and said "Hey there..where the hell is john? I have to take a serious piss." he starts to say "No no no..where you .." I cut him off and say " I'm here with Northeastern....look I've got this call..and If I don't piss now I'm going to miss getting these reports to my boss..now where the hell is the John?" and shake the fake papers in his face.
He buys it and points me in the right direction ..I head into the main room and move to the restroom. Once inside I put my fake work away and think about how I'm going to get to the bar and drink for free. Long story short..I met a few other guys ..after watching and listening to them for a half hour to find out who they were with and what they do..so I could come up with my own bullshit and join in on their conversation about the decline of business in the city and the new plan for development...they start buying rounds and after a nice introduction I'm in and quickly change the conversation over to pussy and golf.....so ..Hotel convention infiltrated....security diverted....position secured....no money spent...food eaten...drinks consumed.....mission accomplished.
If I could tape this...it could be a show.