Thursday, January 31, 2008

Jesus has dandruff.

I think that I need to find a Red Hot Chili Peppers .ZIP file for "Stadium Arcadium" just so I can listen to the 'Snow (Hey Oh)' song.
Today was rather eventful. I finished my poster last night for the Assasins production for Graphic Design 4 class. I got to print it out and noticed some minor changes even though my teacher was thoroughly impressed with it. I smell a near-perfect grade and I shall be making another poster this weekend for 20₧ extra credit (How the hell am I going to fit that into my busy schedule this weekend?)

Snow.. hey ohhhhh.

In other news, Cobra Starship is Friday with the one and only Kelly "Graham Jam" Graham. I can't wait to see her. I got guestlist through the miracle worker Bridget from Fearless Records. I have to remember to bring download cards and Every Avenue promo stuff, along with a camera for my next mission report. It's honestly quite questionable how the hell I got on the guestlist +1, considering the Creepy Crawl sold 50 tickets over the Saint Louis City fire code. I hope the marshall comes and yanks their liquor license. NOT REALLY BUT I AM JUST PUTTING IT OUT THERE. What else would I do at a show? Watch the bands? Not so much. Hopefully Kelly and Co. will be staying with Suzi and I at her house for Mardi Gras the next day. That night is the Hannah Montana/Jonas Brothers 3D movie. I just found out that those tickets are way hot from USA Today's front page feature story. Not only is that kid selling out shows in arenas and stadiums... she's selling out movie theatres? What in god's good glory are they putting in our air that makes people want to buy tickets forty times the face value? Welcome to America.

Yesterday, I got my final booking for the hotel and flight schedule for the trip to New York in mid-March. I will be staying in Times Square. Like, in the actual heart of Times Square. How stoked am I to sneak a bottle of Jack Daniels in my luggage for 2a.m. drunken debauchery at the epicenter of America's advertisements. I hope to see Jesus.

Now I am waiting for Liliya to decide whether or not she is coming up to school to work on newspaper stuff. I still have a bookshop ad and two pages to lay out. Why would they give me the front fucking page? I will need Liliya's expertise on this whole situation.

I also can't believe I forgot to go to my portfolio meeting with Evann Richards yesterday. What is in my brain and how can I remove it? I honestly don't know how I forgot to go to that. Maybe I need to buy a Hannah Montana flash drive and wear it around my wrist the day I have a meeting, just so people can ask me "Why in god's good grace do you have a Hannah Montana flash drive on your wrist?" to which I can promptly respond "I can't forget to go to my portfolio meeting today!"

John

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