Wednesday, May 16, 2001

Pardon me, but I believe that I’ve subverted the dominant paradigm. Well maybe it was those Nike sneakers and the Big Mac I was woofing down that gave me that uncomfortable feeling. I don’t want to be different, I want to be the same different as the rest. Please help!

Saturday, May 05, 2001

A pile of dead tiny teddy’s litter the sidewalk. I crush their tiny, fragile cookie craniums into the tar with the heel of my Nike. Passing time as I wait for my soup and latté el fesco. It eventually arrives, but I’m forced to call the waiter. "There frog is a waiter in my fly soup." All is not lost, I still have my LCD.

Thursday, May 03, 2001

eviction notice 1) saturday night on public transport is a city-wide shared in-joke. people forced together in social space. you know. getting loose. LCDCI wants to endorse late-night fare evasion.

eviction notice 2) LCDCI wants to endorse inflatable robotic devices, miniature vinyl humanoid friends. cheap and disposable companions that fold down easily for transport in your hovercraft's boot.

eviction notice 3) we need to love these liquids: coffee, vodka, water. we need to love these objects: eggplants, hovercrafts, beanbags. we are here now. do your bit. pitch in. pull your weight or we'll never get to sydney. ok now!