Here's some shit. My brother's garden apartment suddenly started filling with shit. I mean turds people...and no, not in N.O. LA. he's a Chicagoan. I guess a big 'ol sewer line broke under the foundation and destroyed everything in his place. The wonderful contractors even took the time to set the bed on end and cover the top with plastic (so it wouldn't get dusty) But the end of the bed was put into 12" of turd water. So his renters insurance puts him in a hotel..he gets used to the routine of valet, and worrying about his belongings being amongst complete morons. The hotel kicks him out..."well sir, we overbooked for the Rolling Stones concert". Jeezus. He's now in the Palmer House, so we're heading over to Trader Vics for overpriced,sugary cocktails. Oh yeah, I have a show coming up next week...won't you cum??
Friday, September 9th, 2005
Deus Ex Machina
FEATURING THE DIY ELECTRONICS OF
THE GUILD OF ACQUIRED TECHNOLOGY
The Peter Jones Gallery
1806 W Cuyler, Chicago
1 block north of the Irving Park Brown Line stop
on the west side of Ravenswood
Performances start at 8:00 PM
We go on at 10:00 PM
All Ages
Friday, September 9th, 2005
Deus Ex Machina
FEATURING THE DIY ELECTRONICS OF
THE GUILD OF ACQUIRED TECHNOLOGY
The Peter Jones Gallery
1806 W Cuyler, Chicago
1 block north of the Irving Park Brown Line stop
on the west side of Ravenswood
Performances start at 8:00 PM
We go on at 10:00 PM
All Ages
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dotty:
Thank you for the lovely comment on my set.
india:
eep that sounds nasty