March 22nd, 2004
I spent Saturday riding bikes around North Portland with Jeremy, Katherine, Sally and Kathy. We started at Kathy’s house and rode up to St. Johns, which is the coolest place in town. There was a 99 cent type store that sold pre-opened (and taped shut!!!) boxes of cereal. Sally found these amazing refrigerator magnets that are shaped like little 2-liter cola bottles. What’s great is that that they’re not ‘authorized’ so the obvious 7 Up ripoff is ‘7 NP’. Fanta is ‘Tanla’. Coke is ‘Cala’. Plus it has a bar called ‘Shag Nasty’s’ that we were all too afraid to check out (except Katherine, she might still be there).
A trapped in time soda fountain in downtown St. Johns.
The world’s first ATM, the cashbot 6000.
This is the cover of the latest mix tape I’ve made. For those of you who don’t regularly receive these from me in the mail, yes, I still make mix tapes at age thirty. I kinda slowed down for a while and then it picked up again. Jeremy told me about this thing Andy Warhol used to do with cologne: he’d basically wear the hell out of a certain scent for a few months and then never use it again. Then he could go back and smell the cologne and all these vivid memories would come flying back to him. I kinda try to draw a parellel with mix tapes. My formula goes: make them, overplay them, abandon them, listen to them two years later and weep.
This cover was ripped off from this documentary I saw on cable about pre-Jon Bennet southern beauty pageants. There was a show in Atlanta that all the stage moms were desparate for their kids to win called ‘Unlimited Charm’. I was going to make a stencil out of this, but I’m just not that organized.
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Here’s the virtually unreadable play list. If anybody wants a CD, just send me your address.
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