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Memoryphone

So last night I performed with my memoryphone, the instrument I have been building for the past semester. (expect a video soon) Everything went really well and the crowd seemed very amused by my hijinks. My New Interfaces for Musical Expression class performed our homemade instruments at the club Tonic in the lower east side and I would dare say we sold out the venue. The place was packed and everyone did an amazing job. Performances included the darkest arts, resurrection, bird heads, and a weird torturous drinking competition. It seems like quite the dark night now that I think about it retrospectively. (is that a word? no.) But all in all a great time. Then after the show we packed up all the equip and I had to flag down an angry cab driver who became only more irritated by the sheer ammount of electronic stuff we were loading into his cab. After dropping it all off at school we went to Josh and Rocios where we watched circus soleil videos, played with hamsters and got thai massages. no seriously.

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Tonight I finished almost everything. I feel like I am orbitting the rings of saturn and waiting for everything to be sucked into a giant black hole around me the moment I stop. I am afraid of stopping. There is no escape. I will continue to produce and produce and produce projects like a cow being squeezed dry of milk. If I stop, it's all over...right? You already know the ending. Even before it's penned out on the cosmic page of everything and anything. And yet I want to keep producing and producing and producing there is no limit to the human mind. You can go sour, ideas can go sour but you can still keep churning more and more and surely you are sure to hit one good one, one good stick of butter in the golden mess of fat.

Tiny People Trapped in Bottles

So I have just recently completed my video art installation "Animalia Chordata" which features a number of tiny human specimens put on view for your enjoyment. Watch as they struggle to get out of their glass prisons! If you live in New York City you can come see this amazing feat of science live and in person on December 17 and or 18th. Just click on this link for the exact time and location.
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Good Morning Lethargy

It's all coming together working clicking on fire bursting from every splintered bone in my body. I get no sleep or maybe I get too much sleep waking up at 1250 after going to bed at 630 and realizing that my alarm was set for 10 and I have class at 1230 and yet it's strangely warmer in my room this morning and I feel like I have enjoyed a good night's sleep. Maybe it's the new space heater I purchased from Kmart yesterday eventhough they had 6000 of them I liked the fact that it looked like a fan because this made me think about nice cooling air rather than dry dusty head which is the thing I hate the most you know waking up with a nostril full of dust, a snare across your chaped lips you know? I've been thinking alot about space travel lately and how yesterday Laurie Anderson said that we are eventually going to green mars and move all of the earth's industry and coal and crap to other planets so that we can have a virtual garden of eden for a planet. But wouldn't that just make all the other shitty industry planets just like what we have now on earth? It's sort of the landfill theory. Like hey we are making a mess in our house so let's dump it in the trash dump it in the landfill dump it dump it dump it. And then we end up with too much trash and burn it out by the ocean and make holes in the ozone layer. But then again saturn has a whole other layer to punch holes in and all those rings which we never liked anyway because they are so much nicer than our lack of rings. I wish we had some rings. That would make us a much better planet. And maybe another moon or two. Bigger really is better. Bigger and deep fried and crunchy with a small order of sex on the side. And beer and cars and plastics and no I dont want paper I want plastic so that when I drive a tank through all the elk in the forest so that I can have an entire bedroom made of antlers I can comfortably strangle myself with the comfort of a smooth plastic bag when I'm ready to go.

Running on Hy!

In college I once drank about 200 cans of redbull in a semester. I worked out some sort of deal with a girl down the hall where I gave her 50 bucks and she gave me 300 dollars worth of her parents money (dining card money that is) The hitch was that this was at the end of the semester and the 300 dollars had to be spent by the end of the day or else it all faded away. So I took the 300 dining dollars or trojan money or whatever USC called it and purchased so much red bull that we had to rent a cart from the student services to cart it back to Caroline's dorm room. For the next three months, my hands had a noticeble shake to them but I was sharper than speed racer in the mach 5. You know what I mean. So since then I have sampled many an energy elixir. And although I have cut down significantly since my undergrad days, I'll still pick up a new oddly shaped energy can just to see the jolt factor. So that being said the other day i tried Hydrive. Hydrive sounds like the name of a new harddrive but in actuality it is a kick in the face water that claims to be "dragonfruit" flavor. Ha! It tastes like medicine but slightly more acidic. However about 10 minutes later I was spun out on caffeine which I later found Hydrive has 30% more of than most energy beverages. So I decided I might as well do something with all this energy. I started by running from the East Village to central park. Sure it was 34 degrees outside but the heat in my muscles warmed me up and luckily I was topped off with Hydrive! But by the time I got to central park I was still not tired so I decided to keep running. By the time I reached 165th street I began to break a sweat but still no signs of fatigue. Oh Hydrive you are the best! I decided to keep on trucking and somehow about 9 hours later I found myself in rhode island. My toes were bleeding but I felt great. It's been 4 nights since that run and I still haven't slept a wink. So I guess the moral of this story is Hydrive wow. My skin may be a pale green, my eyes are bulged and burning red, I basically look like a christmastree with enormous calves but I am still extremely alert and ready to take on the day!

Happy Bunny Joyous Day!

So the other day one of my good friends told me that reading my blog makers her depressed. She says my blog entries are suicidal, too dark and make her feel sad. So here is a blog post for you Jenny Lee. Yesterday I woke up and the first thing I noticed was the smell of springtime flowers floating through my open curtains. Sure it's the middle of winter but for some reason I felt like prancing around my room stark naked. So I put on some vivaldi and shed my sleeping cap and gown and oh it was a glorious time! Prancing and skipping and jumping about my chamber to Vivaldi's spring. The cool air against my flesh and a bounce to my step. Suddenly in the middle of a prance a fluffy pink bunny rabbit bounced through my door and twitched its tiny little nose. I bent down to the cute creature and said:
"Why hello mr rabbit, I am famished would you like to accompany me to lunch?"
To which the rabbit replied with a twitch of its nose and a bob of its tail:
"Alas I have just eaten and my stomach is full of carrots and onions! But good sir I have a pleasant idea."
"What is that Mr Rabbit?"
"Since you are in search of a lunch partner and I have already just stuffed myself with delicious garnishes, why don't you just eat me?"
And with a tiny twitch of its nose, the rabbit quickly snapped its neck and presented a delicious feast for my enjoyment.
After lunch I bounded down the stairs and out of my apartment. The homeless man outside wished me a joyous day and I wished him the same with a shine in my teeth and a glitter in my eye. I gleefully skipped down the avenue around losing lottery tickets and broken glass (surely from last night's bachhanalian festivities) I stopped at a chunky puddle of vomit which winked at me and I winked back knowingly. Oh what a glorious day! At the office I wanted to wish everyone a joyous Saturday but then I realized oh silly me it's Saturday and there is nobody even present! So instead I lept from cubicle to cubicle wishing every stapler and keyboard a splendid hello until I reached the cubicle of Peter the office intern who in fact was present even on such a glorious Saturday afternoon.
"Why hello Peter my friend, isn't it a beautiful Saturday afternoon?"
"Why are you naked?"
"Why Peter, I need not clothes to be mineself!"
But Peter did not share in my joy. He was grouchy and grumbly and mumbly. The kind who writes depressing entries in his electronic journal. Oh poor Peter. He shall never be happy, he shall never share in my joy and bliss and sunshine rays!
I left the office and gleefully skipped home wishing the homeless man outside a Joyous evening.
Oh what a day wht a day what a glorious day!