perchance to dream
huuuhh? oh, been sleeping on this webpage again, and now the webpage has cold drool on it. it’ll evaporate, whatever.
in re the squid raffle– mike benedetti won the squid ok? he bought a hundred dollars worth of tickets, then he won. i didn’t really know how to spin his power play– i tried to make him out to be, like, a fat cat throwing money around and, hey, are you going to take that kind of abuse from some fat cat? thinks just like that he’s going to like, win the thing, because he threw 100 tiny clams at it? well anyway he won it and if you know mike you know the fat cat thing is a ruse but if you don’t let me say this: mike benedetti is a svelte anti-capitalist human. OKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY.
lots planned for the upcoming months, lining up all sorts of art shows (more on that when it’s finalized) and working on a toboggan full of dumb new toys and clothings, plus tons of stickers and maybe a zine or two or three. also we have (and will continue to have) tons of new volunteers, which rules, and we’re applying for massive grants which is really switching up the game in a really weird way. i mean, we’ve been going apeshit bananas for nearly 1 3/4 years now on almost no money– really just barely scraping by. which is fine, i mean i’m not complaining, it’s our business and that is our practice. but imagine how huge we could fail with an extra thou every now and again? brucie bertleman has a word for shit like the shit i’m thinking about– GNARPIC.
and if you don’t already, catch the rss feed– everything is poised to turn.
