Here in this photo I present two of possibly the greatest computer deviants of our times, Karen and Macki, totally dorking out while making mud pies out of carcinogenic epoxy, on a collapsing paper plate, mixed by way of ruining a perfectly good screwdriver. We really shouldn’t let them off the computers…
I am beat, dead tired, covered in grease stains, bruises, have a nice new gash on my wrist from the hovercraft machine and I’m completely sore from pulling gears, cracking open linkages, assembling limit switches, metal fabrication — and I’m ready to drop. Yes, I’ve been working sunup to the wee hours of the morning at SRL; I have a week off from Fleshbot so I can fully devote myself to machines and mayhem, at least until next week. We’re getting ready for a show and I’ll be loading the trucks all day tomorrow, then I’ll hit the road with a few other crew members to race the trucks and hopefully make it earlier than others to a warehouse in the crappy neighborhood we’re invading; I’m hoping to get a decent corner of the floor to rest my head on for the next few nights. Work has been going on around the clock, but since I’m on the load crew I knocked off early so I won’t be tired while driving forklifts and rigging, starting at 8am.
This show will be insane. Even I’m like, whoah about a few things we have planned.
Side note: Those of you pseudo-famous personalities who keep bragging about knowing where and when the show is, we know who you are, and you are wrong. Think you’re tough? You’re no match for the conversation I had today with Mark about our shared love for would-be Valley of the Dolls entrant Britney Spears — I confessed to Mark (“I love how *anyone* can sing her songs!”), he confessed to me (“I don’t care what anyone thinks”) and he aptly continued, “Britney Research Laboratories. Have you seen her shows? There’s more fire than ours!” Then he hefted his rifle and blasted a round through a prop for the show (“because it really needs to look like a bullet hole”), and we went about our business.
I am a bit bummed that I can’t blog/liveblog this show, but it’s a stealth mission and I must remain down-low on the details; hopefully someday we’ll get another high profile show like Tokyo and I’ll be able to. But I will get fun pictures and video to share, and return with all my digits, I promise. Then my blog will go back to the usual sex, drugs and hornplay, as per usual, but most especially the sex. Oh, and here’s a new podcast (MP3) to keep you smiling and horny, a bend-over-boyfriend tale by Alison Tyler right in time for tax season, called The Last Deduction.
