gac!

^----the heartwarming story of a boy and his tool...

back-to-school fool

ol' slothy had a little break from NIPS last week. perhaps you were not aware that the last few logworld posts were submitted from Fort Lauderdale...? speaking of which, have you ever seen a sloth in a wet t-shirt contest? it's not really clear why I didn't win; wet, matted, algae-infused fur under a translucent, soggy t-shirt seemed like a shoe-in.

Any-old-hoo, that's all behind me now, and tonight I have dragged ass back up to the Town of Beans to help the inmates with their donut projects... somebody's gotta keep 'em outta trouble.

double oops

This is a full-page ad promoting my former beige. It was published on the back cover of a fancy, oversized industry magazine a few months back, right after they won a big, huge account... the biggest possible account really, okay it was WalMart. Right after it was published, they disowned the ad, saying that they didn't know how it got printed...? which is kind of a big thing to not be aware of i am thinking. So then what happened is that they lost the account, because it came out that the 2 people who clinched the deal were messing around with each other. Private emails were released to the public, it was all very embarrassing, & heads b. rolling...

lately

this is the scenario: vegetable trying very very hard to become animal. Tricky techniques are being employed to achieve the transformation, but this is as far as it has gone. I'm trying to keep a glass-half-full outlook; after all, Rome wasn't built in a day, right?

a piano gently weeps

to be viewed at the first sign of mondayish feelings.

n.i.p.s. report

There's this client... he is a sweet, shy, Japanese kid who barely speaks english and bows to me constantly & if I sit on a chair he'll sit on the floor because he says his head can't be above mine. He's one of the clients I see every few weeks one-on-one for an hour or so. Anyway, this week he showed me a box of ceramic bananas that he'd made, around maybe 20 of them, fired with different glazes, some collaged with newspaper. There were a few that looked just like a turd and for some reason it made me very happy to see these things I had never seen before, a new category of object, turd-bananas. I don't think he meant to make them look so poo-like; he just wanted to make them appear rotty and decomposed, and in fact he seemed to be unaware of the resemblance, but really, I mean just look at them!



Also partly I was happy because the last time I'd met with him we had talked for an hour about another ceramic piece he'd made that was essentially a planter, and I had to dig very deep down to come up with stuff to say about interiority vs. exteriority, nature and culture, minimalism and earthworks, yadda-yadda. By comparison it was really easy to talk about those bananas.

dear sitemeter,

for making me look at that number, 12,986 for a week, and preventing me from stalking my readers as is my CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHT...

zod help me, I am channeling Al Goldstein tonight...

hello

This is me today. Hi.

expensive cat toy

^----click to see the tiny computer whiz in action.

red moon rising

If you're on the east coast, the weather cooperates, and you have some kind of rooftop access, watch for the lunar eclipse on Saturday evening.

Mama Sloth, who has her toe on the pulse of current science news, has turned us on to Spaceweather.com for important news and information about goings-on in our local solar system.

we interrupt our regular programming

for this very important public service announcement.