n. infantile pattern of suckle-swallow movement in which the tongue is placed between incisor teeth or between alveolar ridges during initial stage of swallowing (if persistent can lead to various dental abnormalities) v. [content removed due to Bush campaign to clean up the internet] n. act of nyah-nyah v. pursuing with relentless abandon the need to masticate and thrust the world into every bodily incarnation in order to transform it, via the act of salivation, into nutritive agency

Saturday, November 17, 2007

cake party, it had to mean something, maybe something about refined white stuff


Here're the cakes we speeeeeecially made for the, uh, um, lesson of it. No, seriously, who wouldn't want to have a Special Cake at a Gallery Opening or Funeral March? Ok. I'll stop being annoying about the time I really wanted to be spending ($25.56) on the 1/10th book-project that looms over me and my dreams to the extent of frosting re-arrangement, and melancholy whip-mix with panic. But cake in alphabetical order:

a's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagesam's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagese's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagesh's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagesj's cake:


my cake (I got called a "shit" by R, as she helped me ensure the integrity of my translation. I surely hope she knows I was being I-ROn-IcaL with the utmost of fury at Homeland Bullshiterity):

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagess's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party imagest's cake:

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party images
Overall, you might notice how mine is the ugliest. Clearly so, and technically speaking, an overwhelming disaster of graphic design. But I felt no regrets overall. Strange, that.

But then, here're some the moments of cakestuffing with strangers, and now that they're out there, I feel like finding a random nightclub and making out with a random stranger just to ensure that. That sugar isn't the only metamorphic chemical. That this energy won't lead anywhere. That I actually know, on a physical level, what it means to relax. Yo. wup wup. (tomorrow, book layout + Perec's Life, A Users Manual [all twenty million more pages of it]) and, and here:

(God, I want to go dancing, but um, I got so tired of going out dancing alone that I'm not even sure I could start it again.)

SAIC digital input-output Cake Party images
SAIC digital input-output Cake Party images
SAIC digital input-output Cake Party images
SAIC digital input-output Cake Party images
Comments:
lovely venture.

little too official.

-lw (m)
 
yeh, cake-getting should never be too official. i think we just needed couches.
 
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