live and learn
I told myself that I was going to take a week off between projects after this Orlando stunt. But the success of it (execution-wise, anyway) has got my mind churning and steaming about the next big thing.
I found out something kind of astonishing today by making a simple of phone call--I can get billboard-sized banners digitally printed at a dollar a square foot! The "Catch the Legend" was 288' square feet, which means it could have been photo-flawlessly produced at under $300. I probably spent $350 or more, just on materials. And then I had to do all that pesky painting, and hauling around plywood boards, and drilling myself in the hand, etc.
Live and learn.
Anyway, I want the size and the glamour of the cities that I tackle to go up a notch each time as well. The next logical step would be either Miami or Atlanta. I think Atlanta might be the one, so I can coinside my visit with that big music festival up there, June 10th I think.
Also, I want the signs to start incorporating established Hollywood Icons, so I can start being associated with them in people's minds. I think the next billboard might be a fictional movie starrring me, Lucy Liu, and Samuel L. Jackson. (Me and Sam would be cop buddies, or something. And, of course, I would get to Shag Lucy Liu). Perhaps it's a Paramount Picture. Perhaps, directed by Guy Ritchie, or Steven Spielberg. We'll see.
(On a more down to Earth note: my used washer/dryer machine is broken. The night before I went to Orlando it started making this horrible noise, then a burning smell, and then it started pouring water all over the floor.
I've been so busy with the sign stuff that I just kind of forgot about washing clothes n' stuff. I stopped wearing underwear about four days ago, and matching socks are long gone as well. The jeans I'm wearing are on their second or third go round, and I'm wearing those funny shirts from the back of the closet that you mean to give away but never do.
Anyway, all of this means that I'm going to have to revisit an old personal hell of mine: the coin-laundro-mat. Home of dirty faced toddlers; chain-smoking, single moms; and vending machines that have been busted open for crack money.
I doubt Lucy Liu, or Samuel L. Jackson will be in such an environment tonight.
6:43:02 PM
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