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Saturday, September 28, 2002

The Bourne Identity is a movie. The Bourne Identity in the previous statement is a link to a page which contains a trailer, which means in this case, that it is a smaller version of a longer 1.5 to 3 hour film for which the producer expects to make a profit. The trailer is a teaser.

Let's pretend, because I don't know the actual costs involved, that it costs the producer 5 cents to deliver it to me. I myself have spent another sum to connect to the system which allows for the producer to spend that 5 cents on me. For the sake of argument let's say it cost me 5 cents to allow the producer to speak to me.

(The numbers here are completely irrelevent. At the time you read this 5 cents may mean nothing. To me today, because I no longer lay awake at night worrying about keeping a roof over our heads, 5 cents means nothing. But when you read this it may be that 5 cents is all the money in the world. Or it could be nothing.)

Downstream, which in this situation means further down the chain of money changing hands from the producer to me, from this trailer is a point where I have the option, because of the savviness of the producer to spend an additional amount of money on The Bourne Identity.

I could be willing to spend money on a CD, perhaps a DVD, a video tape, a book, an enhanced book, a nick knack, collectors item, party, event, tshirt, or maybe even a poltical cause or a religious votive for The Bourne Identity. The producers aim is to, one, to get back the 5 cents it cost them to get The Bourne Identity to me; and two, to make at least some(100%) profit on that 5 cents.

Of course whether the producer actually makes 100% or more really depends on the producers skill and/or market conditions.

But this is really just nonsense isn't it.

When you are skipping down the street and you smile with that wonderful sunshine of a face and ask me how cool it would be if our rent were a penny, our food a nickel, and then go on to explain how the $54.00 you have in your wallet at home is an unbelieveable amount of money I am rendered speechless.

I don't know why rent isn't a penny.
10:08:29 PM    comment []

Tonight I watched D.I.Y. or Die by Michael W. Dean courtesy of Kevin. An interesting piece to be sure. I can very much relate to one of the interviewees when she said its simple "if I don't create I get depressed."

I have for most, if not all of my life, felt exactly the same. I am always happiest when I have been creating. If I am unable, in some way or another, to either participate directly in the creativity of others or to create for myself I get depressed.

I think that creativity is a tool for self preservation. Every day when I tell you goodbye for the day I say "Take care of yourself" not because I think that somehow you are going to walk off a long tall bridge into a raging sea but because I know how easy it is to get distracted by the this or that of life and forget just what it is that makes you happy. I have been there.

I am starting to feel that maybe you are some kind of artist (of course at other times I am sure you will be a wonderful cheerleader like your aunt K). I fear, natch I am proud to say, you'll be some kind of mad dillatente who sees the world through very specific eyes. I think this is a good thing. But to be sure, I know so well how hard this will be for you. When you say you don't want to talk about your mother in front of strangers I know now that someday you will feel compelled to speak of her in front of strangers. Someday, I have this intuition, you will be declaiming these things to the world and come hell or high water this compulsion will not be swayed or minimized by some fear of the thoughts of strangers.

One major problem I had with the film was the intro in which Dean says it all started with punk in the 70's. He may think this to be the case but the folks in fluxus were D.I.Y long before punk got its first hair on its first chinny chin chin.

Among the highlights, of course, are Jim Foetus, Lydia Lunch, GWAR, and of course, Ian MacKaye.
8:18:36 PM    comment []

Last night I went to a club with a friend. You asked me a few days ago whether I had ever been to a bar. I said yes I had. And you asked me what adults did at bars. There are as many ways that adults spend their times in bars as there are folks who go to bars. But I thought I'd try to lay out some of the event for you so you'll have a better idea of how it works.

The place we went is called Barfly up on the Sunset strip. You might remember I went to the same place a few months ago for a similar event when we launched Gene Simmon's Tongue Lubricated Condoms.
1:58:49 PM    comment []



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