I guess it’s a compliment when people steal your ideas right? And i do see that as a compliment, but what’s rather annoying is that they seem get paid the megabucks that you never make. Slightly annoying. Ogilvy Johannesburg teamed up with director Kim Geldenhuys to make a commercial for Audi. Or better said, to recreate the Fox cult idents and the squeeze me video Andre and i did last year. And i’m not even gonna post a link to it. But that said, all is well. It’s slowly becoming spring. not that that means it will stop raining anytime soon, but at least the perpetual feeling of suicide is wearing off. Skies sometimes are actually blue. Buds do still grow on trees and birds practise their singing while the credit crunch theatre is still fully sold out every day. Needless to say, i’m in the mood to do something different.

So i’m working on some goodwill projects right now, some t-shirt designs that i’ll post once their site is up,also working on something to show Amsterdam is a creative city? i don’t exactly know what this project is about. I asked, they called me and explained. So i said yes. But to be honest i have not the slightest clue what they’re on, or on about.
Apart from goodwill, low budget and charity, there’s always yours truly’s personal stuff. A few pending music video thingies, and some kitchen table artwork. block prints n’ stuff, a load of cardboard and baboeshka. I got these from Kj for x mass in Costa Rica, and they’ve been sitting on my desk since then. Finally have a plan for them now. Believe it or not i’m gonna paint them. And yes, that’s what ur supposed to do with them, but wait, in my mind, it’s different. You’ll see….
Also still working on the new tattoo that i’ve been still working on since forever. But i guess it’s one of those things i shouldn’t rush.

so to get back to the cup half full person. Kelli and I were in the garden centre the other day, (me happy as a child as always once i’m surrounded by plants) and they actually go so far as to have a sit down place to buy coffee and junk food. While my lovely wife was going hog wild on the M&M’s, i discovered the hot chocolate and more importantly, the bottle of brown rum behind the bar. Either the girl behind the bar was in love with me, or she was clueless or maybe an alcoholic, i don’t know.
But after asking and of course being charged extra she poured a beautiful amount into my hot chocolate.

A few random notes:
Adamski has his license after a decade or 2. So he’s using my van like his first girlfriend. Here’s a picture of me n’ him cruisin’ the westside.(cars and normal talk don’t go together)
Saw a picture of two people hangin out in a disney spaceship ride in the 70’s yesterday. nice.
And saw this random view when biking home 3 days ago.
The knife and the oven glove are concocting their own plan these days.
a cool logo and the truth.
Finally!!! the TRUTH!!!

Wow, every night i think : oh wait, i have to make a note of this or that for my blog, the blog. Every night i don’t take the note. Every day i have no idea what i was thinking.
It used to be the other way around.

a very digilliterate attempt to embed a youtube vid. Took me only about an hour.
fuck i’m an idiot!

And i was on a boat, more like a ship and murdered every living soul on it. I used kitchen utensils such as wooden spoons and also a authentic polynesian spear, normally used for fishing and maybe to some known as the hawaiian sling. I did it during breakfast. That’s sort of how i like to do it. thought i’d share that with you. bambooradiosilence.

Really, i wish people would click on my stuff more. that they would go and check out things. Ok, that was today’s self plug. Now, for the necessary kick against the sensitive leg of some other people. The Ikki twins. Two blonde chicks, both bi-sexual. People (guys) think, alright! twins! Double fuck! How does that work? isn’t that simply incest? If two sisters can pose for playboy in nude and take on very suggestive poses, how does that relate to a father and daughter scenario of the same sort? Or if it were two gay brothers?  Ah well, just one of those random things i wonder about after brainrotting myself in front of the tv. Like, how many cars have they blown up by now in movies? Why do modern science programs always pretend that the presenter is just arriving at the scene or walking thru the door of a laboratory midway in his story?  You can’t kill children and innocent people, simply because they are innocent. Animals you can use. We never have to pay them back, we use them for food, science, cosmetics, to help blind peope, inspect sewers for bombs, pull our cars etc. But we don’t have to do anything in return. Simple. I don’t exactly know where i’m going with this, but i’m trying desperately to be a cup half full person myself and i have to say i’m reasonably good at it. But sometimes i simply wonder about all these things and can’t help but to realize that i would be better of without a head. Ha, me and a computer, never a dull moment….

so we didnt know how to pronounce certain words. like ninja. ‘cause in the movies we’d rent they would be the subject but never be mentioned. or at least not referred to in that term. i just tried typing the phonetic version of what that would sound like in the groninger dialect that i grew up with. that doesnt work. there’s no way i could get that across in english.but it sure is a one of a kind pronounciation.

So anyway, that time, when you would go to the video store not for the newest movies but for the movies that seemed good when u read the back of the box (even tho you’d have seen the ninja mission 3 times before, but there was always the fourth person you would have to educate on the level of coolness you were dealing with). when films were unpersonalized, the actors were not famous, but the person they acted out was the ultimate of what you could possibly wish to be. You didn’t need to see so and so play a role, instead you were going to be THAT kind of hero. From the time your idols were still older than you…from the time saturdaynight was the future that your parents didn’t quite allow you to experience.from that time i speak to you. But in reality i had a dinner at friend’s house. i’m home with my dog. not sure if the future is in front or behind me.

imperial beer,rainforest,sunburned,rice n beans, no complaints.

Just out of curiosity;
when did crazy become retarded become mentally retarded become mentally disabled become mentally challenged? That sounds to me as if language and political correctness conspire on a level where they automatically assume there’s a higher force demanding challenge of some sort on people. And if retarded is not a correct term to indicate a mentally challenged person, does that mean that the word retarded has been freed? That we can use it without being incorrect since it doesnt indicate anything or anyone anymore?

I would also like to have one of those "NO, NO" stickers, you know the kind you put on your mailbox to state you’re not interested in any form of newspaper r advertisement. Make mine " NO, NO, NO " tho, i don’t want any mail. Just walk up to me in the street and say: hey mister, you need to do your yearly car check up." or " hello, i’m taxman, you owe us 8000 euro". True, that would be awkward at first, but it sounds kind of cute. And then we would start to all like the same colors as well, and the same food and the same everything. Just imagine, some sort of emotional aesthetic communism. Not boring at all, as a matter of fact, never a dull moment.

And if we don’t do any mail at al ever again, lets just not write anything too. So that spacetravellers from the future will pinpoint today as the day human civilazation ended. Why wait till 2012? Or even better, they believe it was 2012, and then together with the miscalculation of the birth of jesus we get them all confused. But this will all only work if we’re in it together. So 7 billion readers of my blog; hop to it!

Ah well, I can only hope that on the night of december 11th, 2012, one person will walk up to me and say: "Hey man, before we all go to shit, there’s something you should know…."

so i used the wiggly eyes and right after i lost them. Great. It might not sound like alot, but i like my eyes. Workin on some leader for TMF now, and i do need eyes for that too. ah well. Today i got this retarded email from the travel agency, spamming me with "useful" tips before i go on a holiday.one of the tips being to not forget my books and if i don’t have them, i can buy them here and hereand here and probably here too.(don’t try clicking on those, it won’t work). right. However, way more disturbing i found the way they adressed me;"it’s almost that time! you are gonna go on your well deserved holiday!" First of all, i’d like to do my own time management, "almost time" today seemed like forever, and i still have a while before i’m actually airborne. second, who told them i was going on a holiday? i was planning to write it all off on taxman, claiming to do exotic scientific research in the jungle of costa rica. We all know how it secretly borders with venezuela, so….. But what struck me most is the assumption that it was well deserved. I know, you know, that assumption is the mother of all fuck ups. Just tell me dear travel agency what did i do to deserve this? For all you know i could be a crack junkie that just raped and killed a 79 year old woman and took her cash to take the trip.So dear travel agency i hope now you know too.  I also noticed that, even tho i’m a huge fan of traveling to the other side of the world to sleep in till very late and then watch a movie on your ipod simply because why not, the advertising stress is more geared towards it as well. drrr.. that  sounds like i’ve been sleeping in a coffin for the last 4 years i realize, but i mean well. meaning, that (and you have to say this in a very neutral spy like tone) i understand. or something to that extend.(is that how you write that?) Well, to cut this total garbage rambling short, if anyone knows where my wiggly eyes are, let me know.

Oh and if you can tell some of the very big insects to sort of snap out of their being very big insect-ness, that would be cool too.

The squeeze me video won the first music festival ever in St. Petersburg, maybe the first musicvideo festival in Russia even? That’s worth a smile or two i’d say? Kj send me an email how they discovered the biggest diamond ever, 50 million lightyears away, 4000 km in circumference. So i’m planning to get the boogie brothers rounded up and built a spaceship. obviously. Most definitely worth another smile, a big one i might add. Then there’s the issue of prohibiting mushrooms in the neterlands. So it’s safe to say that by december first of 2008, the crime rate has officialy been increased by the goverment and with a little bit of luck we’ll have more hospitalized mushroom related accidents than ever before since from now on there will be no knowing of what garbage you’ll get and how to deal with it.So…..without further ado, a big up for our government, a big fat middle finger that is. But, with a smile. more of a grin tho. Besides all these lovely happenings in the world, i found good use for my bag of wiggly eyes and I was able to transform a quite hideous 1 euro thrift store mask into something my lovely girlfriend likes a lot  more; SATAN. And putting a smile on her face always makes me smile. My ultra cool Marwal polynesian head arrived, Kjell and Laura gave us 3 new zealand style tiki’s, yesterday finished hanging the photo frames on the wall, this morning listened to some 80’s italo pop ballads, friday the first squarepusher show in 10 years in Amsterdam.smile, smile , smile, smile, smile, smile, smile.

i’m ok. a little off beat but very ok. today.

at least this blog is working again, so for the 3 people that do read this and wonder why i suck at posting, that’s why.

meaning nothing will stand in my way any longer of becoming the world’s most powerful man on earth. or is that weird to say? i mean why should the world’s most powerful man reside on earth right? Since the unmistakable truth is that from the far regions of outerspace comes a treath to planet earth…. which is also crap, cause it’s more likely to come from within. Or from within people probably. Anyway, i’m writing for the sake of writing and this blog working again, which is not necessarily as good a thing as l’art pour l’art and a canvas being white for that matter. And even that is debatable. fuck it, time for captain morgan’s spiced golden elixer of exotic science.