Wednesday October 26th, 2005 - 2:56AM
okay so weird and surreal weird happened tonight. i was commissioned to read this poem for this company called ubercool (go to ubercool.com). they track trends in consumption and style etc so as to be able to market high-end products to rich people (my synopsis - especially the part about rich people); and it was held in this really exclusive club called the Soho House on 13th and 9th. i had to write a poem on Generation X-tasy which apparently is... Us! we represent a move back to what they call "the Vegas lifestyle" of boozing and gambling and drug use etc and i had to write a poem about that (anything most of you are thinking right now is really obvious so don't even say it!).
So after, dude does his presentation and i've had some free SKYY 90 vodka (quite an excellent vodka i might add), and refused the caviar and the little crackers and the champagne, i perused the products that were on display. one of these was a ferrari laptop. i'm so not kidding!! anyway, marty and i get it in our heads to sneak into their operating systems and change their homepage to a porn site.
so we did!
for the rest of the evening we kept sneaking glances to see who would try to go for a test run on the laptop and what the expression on their faces would be. it was such a tyler durden/spring break moment. other than that, a fine night had by all. of course i can't sleep. i'm thinking it feels ripe for a spur-of-the-moment directly-to-blog poem.
...or maybe not. later...
okay so weird and surreal weird happened tonight. i was commissioned to read this poem for this company called ubercool (go to ubercool.com). they track trends in consumption and style etc so as to be able to market high-end products to rich people (my synopsis - especially the part about rich people); and it was held in this really exclusive club called the Soho House on 13th and 9th. i had to write a poem on Generation X-tasy which apparently is... Us! we represent a move back to what they call "the Vegas lifestyle" of boozing and gambling and drug use etc and i had to write a poem about that (anything most of you are thinking right now is really obvious so don't even say it!).
So after, dude does his presentation and i've had some free SKYY 90 vodka (quite an excellent vodka i might add), and refused the caviar and the little crackers and the champagne, i perused the products that were on display. one of these was a ferrari laptop. i'm so not kidding!! anyway, marty and i get it in our heads to sneak into their operating systems and change their homepage to a porn site.
so we did!
for the rest of the evening we kept sneaking glances to see who would try to go for a test run on the laptop and what the expression on their faces would be. it was such a tyler durden/spring break moment. other than that, a fine night had by all. of course i can't sleep. i'm thinking it feels ripe for a spur-of-the-moment directly-to-blog poem.
...or maybe not. later...
4 Comments:
man, i didnt know you could be such
a hell-raiser! i like that in you! still got the mohawk?
Sounds like you're having fun. Did you ever get my note and funds for a copy of your chapbook? Let me know when I should start checking my mailbox for that.
Peace,
Amanda
Its written all over him! He can't help himself - you should have known better anybody you ask about a mohawk gotta be able to raise a little hell, its required for the do! - Hey CoPo I didn't know you came over here too!!!
Thanks forr the post
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