Pedalling from the law
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Johnny Law pulled me over today. He let me off with a warning cause I kept my mouth shut, but he said the bikes follow the exact same rules as cars, which is bullshit. At a busy intersection I’m not going to be out in the middle of the road to turn left, I’d bike to the a corner, wait for the light to change then cross the street like pedestrians before I merge with traffic again. Add to that, bicyclists have a series of lanes that appear and dissappear throughout downtown, cars don’t have that. Bikes have similar rules, but were really a cross between pedestrians and cars.
I stop at stop signs, I don’t run through intersections, but the cop got me today for pedalling through a stop light. There was no intersection, or any way for cars to merge into me, there was an ongoing bike path with no gaps or places for cars to be.
So anyway, the cop looked just like the Macho Man from Village People.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Neat, after four years of listening to Frontalot’s music online, and today I discovered I got listed on his front (hehe) page, with a link. I did a beat for Front’s upcoming album, Nerdcore Rising, which I’m guessing will be out in the next few weeks. I’m fuckin’ stoked, as I anticipate this to be a largely listened to album, especially by hot nerd chicks yo, rockin’ iPhones and taped up glasses with their heads bobbing to the sultry bent sounds of Pr0n S0ng over and over again.
I’m already getting extra hits (from his link I’m thinking), and I’m gonna meet Frontalot sometime this week if all goes well, I’m stoked. And on top of all that, I get a copy of the cd before all ya’ll will… and I’m not gonna pay for it… hopefully.
You can hear Frontalot interviewed on npr here.
Yesterday was the California State Contest, the first contest I’ve run since I’ve been out here. It couldn’t of gone better, we’ll we could have sold $25 more in yo-yos or yo-yo accessories, but other than that, it was perfect. I’m very proud of the event Kiya and I put together.
I feel it’s time for a day job again, I’ve gotten calls from EA Games, and the Bay Gaurdian, so I’ll probably be back to work sometime soon.
Oh, check it, I got copies of my 24 hour comic, and it’s even better now than it was then. I mean it’s really spectacular, you should see it. You should also buy Frontalot’s cd in a week.
I spent the day working on a dope logo design for a friend, while listening to alternating tracks by Jesus Jones and Jesus Lizard. JJ, JL, JJ, JL, JJ, JL, JJ, JL, International Bright Young Thing, Mouthbreather, Right Here Right Now, Art of Self Defense… etc. Then I hung out with Hironori Mii and Jun “F Word” Aramaki. We had to stop Jun’s freestyle yesterday because it prominently featured the word “(mother)Fuck”. Poor Jun, I guess he used it at Japan Nationals with no problems.. I picked on him all day about it, and I plan on recording a song for him Tuesday after I my volunteer gig at 826 Valencia. I’ll post it when its up.
So I’d like to close with a weird email I recieved today:
Subject : multiple unit purchase
Dear sir, my darghter has several friends which have no direction and are constantly getting in trouble I have been in touch with the chief of pol,ice, he has no answer, at 53 I remember at my daughters age having a dunkin yoyo which I purchased from wheinstein hardware at 65 and woodland from bill when my strings would`fray mr bill sold me a new and show me how to load it up.. at this time I’m very thin on cash I’m rercovering from having a gliobistomic tumor partly removed and in rariation/kemo treatment at crozer hospital. Bottom line ho many units would I have to purchase to get a instruction video I would be interested in being a local sales distributor I can be reached by cell @ 610-XXX-XXXX I care about my childrens friends as my own. s.c.
More Heavy Shit
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
I was on my home from Ritual Coffee Roasters last night at around 10pm. I had just finished some logo design and illustration with Meredith and Jeffrey, and was just going home to get my bicycle and go for a ride.
As I was walking down 22nd, there was this drunk asshole just yelling and freaking out. I was getting tensed up, and since these cats can be trouble I was getting ready to cross the street. He was 30 feet away and clearly fucked up on some weird shit. He started yelling at cars and shit, and was standing in the bike lane screaming, then he just stepped out into the road with his arms up in the air and legs spread (like a jumping jack). He was playing chicken with a motorcycle, they tried to avoid him but when they swerved he jumped into their path.
They hit him sqaure on, and just like that the people on their bike had were flying in the air because some shithead did something beyond their control. I couldn’t see what happened to the man after he was hit, but the motorcycle wiped out and was skiding straight at me with the two passengers still sort of on it. I ducked behind a car right bewfore the motorcycle crashed into it. It stopped literaly four feet away from me, I called 911 and one of the passengers started moving around, she took off her helmet and after she could start to think clearly she started yelling to the other motorcyle rider, he wasn’t moving and with the helmet on I couldn’t really tell if he was breathing or what, he laid totally still for at least a minute or two before he showed any sign of life. Cops were on the seen in minutes and the paramedics where there in about 6 minutes. The man who played chicken with the motorcycle was sprawled on the ground in this raggedy position. I saw his chest rising when the cops where there, but I’m certain he couldn’t move at all, and I’m not sure what his state was when he got to the hospital. I think the motorcyclists will be okay in the long run.
My friends know that I’ve seen some real crazy shit lately (all starting about 5 months ago), this is just more stuff to haunt my mind for a while. It was in a good neighborhood, it wasn’t of course gang related or criminal, it was two people who’s life was changed by something beyond their control. Everytime I get on my bike I think about it, everything could be going well, I’m following the law then some sudden uncontrolable life change. Someone shoots a gun, or a car turns into me…
I know this stuff is rare, but I just keep witnessing this shit so close. This accident was in what I sort of describe as my “safe zone”. The area I come too when tension seems to high in my neighborhood, the area I feel safe walking down at 3 am, the path I ride my bicycle down just to be safe.
It’s a Bird it’s a Plane
Monday, August 08, 2005
Did you know that Hooters has its own airline? Hooters Air, no joke! I saw a plane while I was leavig Atlanta, it was crazy, I thought it was a weird dream, or maybe it was a corporate jet. But a little research showed both theories incorrect.
“The same great flight crews plus two Hooters Girls on every flight!”
Not a fan of Hooters, but a creepy fascination has overcome me and I have to experience this firsthand. So my next travel gig will be required to send me Hooters Air if possible. The jets look nice, speaking of which I’m a new fan of Delta. And I love their Boeing 777. Very comfy, and lots of perks
So I’ve got new shoes.. Blackspot V.2. That’s a weird transition; airlines to anti-corporate shoes. I’ve avoided Nike and many of the large shoe comps because of their bad labor policies, but honestly those big companies have been easy to avoid, they have those ugly ass logos on them and they aren’t super cheap. So that means I buy great looking shoes here in the mission. Of course the price is good, and the shoes are unique, but I just doubt that they have great labor practices either. So I’m glad to support a shoe from manufacturers I can trust, and it’s got all this good stuff about it too, like the recycled tire soles, and hemp fabric. Not to mention Blackspots have a good lifespan. Also got a share in the company and I’ve taken part in a few of the votes.
I’ve been ripping off the logos from my clothes, I think I’m gonna put them all on one tshirt, that’d be neat. Seam ripping is annoying and hard work. I’ve been working on this track jacket, I embroidered this cool image onto the back, and ripped off the Addidas embroidery on the front (that took longer than the sewing did).
Got a lot of cool shirts, hats, and patches at the world yo-yo contest. Matter of fact, I didn’t buy a single yo-yo. It was more like going to a DIY event, than a yo-yo contest. Whip and Titi (my brazilian art heroes) had these killer hoodies and shirts, no two were alike. Whip also had this little handmade doll of one of his characters. I only had a few shirts that I brought to trade.
I hope I can get some pictures of all this new stuff. Right now I’m working on a tribute video for a friend o’ mine in the midwest. Already got the song recorded, and should have a video and some art within a day or two.
Oh yeah, I went to a DIY thing this weekend here in SF. It was okay, too many purses (c’mon, those are easy to make, do something different if your gonna sell it). My loser ass got it in my head that I was gonna meet the girl of my dreams at this thing, so I embroidered some business cards the night before. They look slick, and I’m sure had my dream girl bothered to show up to the event, and if I had had the courage to approach here with said art card, she would have been impressed (if not a little creeped out).
The day before I celebrated Merideth’s birthday with some fancy din-din. Her pa had a tab for us at some fancy ass restaurant in the inner richmond. $100 bucks each. Of course I had escargot, martinis, whiskey, and some damn fine sherry, I also had the most expensive entry on the menu (the daily special, Halibut, it was .50 more expensive than the ribeye). It was the best time I’ve ever spent with Merideth, and all our friends, and it made me think about how we randomly bumped into each other 6 years ago and now are such good friends with so many (alright one) common interests.