Friday, July 09, 2004

extremely urgent notice If any of you folks need an excuse to come to St. Pete tomorrow night (to party), here it is: the Vitale Bros.' Powertrip Art Show. Its gonna be a hip reception for a collection of artwork all loosely themed around the styilized greed and materialism of the 80s (ala Donald Trump, and Gordon Gecco, etc). Anyway, Vitale Bros. events usually bring out a lot of interesting hipsters and hot chicks, not to mention "exotic" refresments. So, be there or be square. 10:03:18 PM    comment []

lukewarm hell Here is a snapshot of a lukewarm hell:  the traffic ticket place. Besides jail, I can't think of a sorrier collection of people all under a set of flourescent lights.  (It really makes me wonder about myself when I'm there.)  Today I thought I was getting off pretty easy.  My number was called in less than twenty minutes and I figured I'd have this stop sign ticket headache behind me. But then the bureaucrat lady informed me that I would have to drive to Pinellas County (where I blithely rolled past the sign) to take care of the problem. Well, at least gas is down ten cents a gallon. 9:21:22 PM    comment []

While I was waiting in line (and snapping these furtive photos) I overheard this little kid talking to his mom. "Hey!  That guy looks like daredevil.  He looks like daredevil!  Hey, I don't think you're supposed wear sunglasses in here.  I think that's against the rules." The little mullet sporting monster began to make me uncomfortable.  I actually did consider for a second whether you were supposed to wear sunglasses inside a public office like this.  And then I was starting to wonder whether they would be suspicious of me taking pictures. Anyway, after getting the crowd shot of the room I moved far away from the mullet kid that thought I looked like the Dare Devil. When I look at myself in this picture, I kind of worry that I have become some sort of humorless, emotionless, styleless automaton.  Actually,this is the  second photo where I tried to smile a little bit.  In the first picture I looked like a total zombie.  But then, I didn't really want people to see me standing alone and grinning insanely while taking pictures of myself in the lukewarm hell of the traffic ticket place. (Note: traffic school has evidently done me no good.  This morning I was talking on my cell phone AND eating an Einstein's bagel sandwich while driving in heavy urban traffic.  I somehow managed it by using wrists and elbows and knees, etc). 9:20:41 PM    comment []

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