July 2004
5 posts
Beware the quotes.
Jay went to the Comic Con. Jay went to “The Parties”. Jay “partied” with the “Cool Kids”.
I am now a “face”. A part of “The Scene”. I attained a small portion of “status”. I made “jokes”.
People know “me”.
Keep in mind my endgame here and don’t make fun. I had a wonderful time. The people I...
Take one in the belly.
It’s 3:23 AM. I went to Alida’s housewarming in Oakland. I went to the Dave Johnson fuckfest at Isotope and got my Jim Lee sketch. Which was made out to me. It’s mine. It’s received more worship than you ever will.
The day has been perfect.
And I come home. And there’s this car alarm going off RIGHT OUTSIDE MY WINDOW. FUCK.
All this and a squirrel too.
The opening night gala of the new Beautiful Losers exhibit at the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts was last night. And it was sold out. So we crashed it.
This is all I have to show for it:
Good times. Saw John the Angry Korean and others of the Isotope persuasion.
Which is where I am now going.
Don’t argue with me, I’ve got the squirrel.
jay
who must never forget
that he is...
days like razors.
A rogue shopping cart tried to kill me the other day. I’d like this on record. This cart might be on to something.
jay
who is sometimes convinced
that something beautiful
whispered in the ears of
Bukowski and Vonnegut
(and so many others)
the
same wonderful
(sad) secret. There are nights
I sometimes think that
I know
this thing, this secret.
There are nights
I know I don’t.
And there...
Visual Evidence: Brubaker, Air Hockey, and...
Skipped out of Free Comic Book Day at my own store to go play down in San Francisco at the Isotope.
While I lack the energy to do a full entry, I’ll let the photos speak for themselves. Could not have been more fulfilling and entertaining, I’ll tell you that.
Brubaker / Isotope Gallery
jay
unaware at how
all this got pulled
off.