graffiti — i keep a diary

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The next morning Grant, Vic and I woke up and there was still no power. We decided to hit the streets and find a place serving breakfast. Everywhere we looked, there were small, but telltale signs of the previous night's mischievousness. Case in point: this brilliant "Drink Piss 74" graffiti that someone spray-painted on the window of the Astor Place Starbucks. (I wonder if that's someone's IM handle or something?)

the nyc power blackout of 2003

August 14, 2003

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...a bunch of hipster-tools, oh sorry, I mean street artists, tag some girl's dress. Yes, seriously. They tagged her fucking dress. And no, this wasn't some performance art-nonsense; this girl, after several minutes of watching these guys she didn't know write on the walls, went over to them and asked them to write and spray paint on her.

the july roundup

July, 2003

Okay, I just spent ten minutes trying to think of a funny caption for this photo but have come to the conclusion that nothing is funnier than just pointing out her expression. Just look how proud of herself she is. You can almost see her daydreaming about the non-existent day in the future when one of these clowns becomes the next Basquiat and she'll have the dress all hanging in a glass case on her wall telling her friends at a cocktail party, "Well, the moment I saw him writing those squiggles on the wall, I just knew I had to have him paint me. I needed to be his canvas."

If anyone living on a farm in Iowa is reads this, and you've got some extra room in your barn or something, email me because I need to get the fuck out of this city.

the july roundup

July, 2003

Yep. To be perfectly honest with you, I always had my suspicions about that Henry Chong guy.

lorelei's 31st birthday

April 08, 2003

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