But I didn’t post anything embarrassing on tumblr, so everything is okay.
yep. same here. i definitely got stupid, but fortunately i had company over so i was nowhere near the computer for the most part. we did have topless desk-chair roller derby up and down the hallways of my building around 2am though. and then i decided staying up til 6:30am when i had work at 9am was a good idea.
now i’m home, waiting for the coffee to wear off, hoping to go back to bed soon. woo. wild life!
so as i mentioned in previous posts, today was the Punk Rock Flea Market. as Punk Rock Flea Markets go, it was, for me, pretty ehn, and didn’t involve much actual state smashing or punx upping.
instead, it involved me sweating nearly to death while a couple thousand people walked past my table giggling at my shirts but not actually buying anything. i made about 2/3rds of what i usually do, despite having way more stuff to sell than usual (thanks to the inclusion of 100+ Hard Nipples Forever shirts). i don’t know if the lack of sales can be blamed on the heat inside the completely draftless un-air conditioned warehouse, the shitty economy, or the fact that the vast size of said warehouse allowed for the organizers to have over 200 vendors instead of the usual 60-70. or maybe people just aren’t into vintage semi-ironic t-shirts anymore, although most other vendors i talked to had similar stories and sales totals.
so for anyone who missed out, don’t fret. you can still replicate the overall experience by standing inside a blast furnace while browsing Etsy.
and for anyone who did come out (although nobody approached me or identified themselves, except for a girl i vaguely recognized who was like “you’re on OKCupid, riiight??), i thank you for your support, and for supporting the continued mission of R5 Productions. every dollar counts.
—quick aside: the very first customer i had buy something from me was an old hippie lady who bought something for $10 and paid with a ziploc bag of 39 quarters and ONE CHUCK E FUCKING CHEESE TOKEN—
anyway, i ended up bringing way more crap than i wanted back home with me, and now i have the most obscene heat rash on my thighs. this is probably TMI (not like anyone is still reading now anyway) but i am sitting here, smelling of diaper ointment, in a pair of Batman nut-huggers with my feet in separate zip codes so nothing touches anything else (this is the sound of the ”unfollow” exodus. bye y’all)…
so i am now feeling the impending crash from a truly draining week. i love Being There For My Friends, but i am officially shutting down and being there for myself tonight. i just need to decompress from having so little time to myself. so i’m gonna sit in front of the computer, maybe edit some pictures from the five(!!) shoots in the past eight days, and probably cowboy-walk back and forth from the kitchen to get more brownies. plus, i predict falling asleep before 10pm. woo. wild wild life.
so once again this is just One Of Those Friday Nights where i feel like the concept of “Weekends” is squandered on me.
i don’t have any wild plans. the only thing i DID want to do is happening about 100 miles from here and i probably slept through my chance to get a ride. i feel sluggish and unmotivated to do anything anyway. i blame the false fire alarm at 4am last night for fucking up my sleep schedule, which is why this afternoon’s nap ran so long.
so now here i am, another Friday night in front of the computer screen.
i really should be editing. i have a ton of pictures i really should be getting down to, because i have been pretty busy with the photographing thing in the last month. the one photoset that needs to be the #1 priority, however, is the one i’m procrastinating the most on and it’s pushing everything else back. i have this little problem, see, where once something seems like a huge deal and i’ve already put it off, it gets harder and harder to actually get down to starting.
so yeah. how’s your weekend? what am i missing out on? what are you up to? is anybody out there? anybody want to keep me company while i listen to the Velvet Underground and play with photoshop?
There is always something happening. I’ve been lucky to live in neighborhoods that are full of young people and every weekend I only have to walk a few blocks from my front door to discover something cool. Street fairs, concerts, shopping, museums,…
Y'know How There's That Cliche About How Every Asshole Who Picks Up A Camera Thinks He's A Photographer?
well, thanks to the fine folks here at tumblr, i just encountered the living breathing epitome of that nonsense.
AND he’s begging for recommendations to be “the #1 Photographer on Tumblr”. dare to dream! such great heights!
if your work is good enough, it will stand on its own and speak for itself. there’s no need to pander, grovel and pester people endlessly.
there’s more i feel compelled to say, but i am not naturally a negative person… and while i’m not gonna name names, i am reluctant to completely put this nerd on blast. suffice it to say i am unimpressed not only with the nature and quality of his work, but his complete lack of self-awareness evidenced in his criticisms of others.
1) yesterday i went to a nude beach (Sandy Hook, New Jersey, if anyone is curious) for the first time ever. it’s everything you’d expect. maybe 5% conventionally “attractive” people, a whole bunch of average unremarkable people just doing their thing… and a select few truly horrifying specimens that i wish i could have unseen (like the deeply bronzed guy bending over and displaying the tanlines in his buttcrack, or the 50yr old guy standing like Colossus surveying the world, with a metal ring the size of a curtain hoop piercing his dick).
and speaking of tanlines, somehow even after spending an afternoon swimming naked in the ocean, i am still pale with a hint of farmer’s tan. and like 10000 new freckles.
2) i am reluctant to criticize because i don’t want to seem like a Sour Grapes/Sore Loser or whatever, but whoever is judging these daily pic contests needs to hand it over to someone with some sense of taste, talent, and aesthetics. some of these winners have been fucking unbelieveable.
3) i now have the apartment to myself for the rest of the month. this feels awesome. hello naked time.
4) i will have new pictures to post soon. promise. (but not of #3)
5) oh, and i forgot, but sometime while i was gone i attained my 500th follower. i guess people like what they see. thank you, everyone.