~ only four working days – or 96 hours – remain until the final thesis reviews. since no one seems to have informed him about the midreviews, if anyone who sees michael speaks should tell him that they begin at 09:30 in the space above the shop. he can find a map on the side of the thesis trailer; tell him to ask chris seals which are the thesis trailers.

~ thesis quote: ‘i don’t see why i should even bother putting together a presentation.’

~ see the handiwork of the angry red planet at the sci-arc online student journal, f* [w].

~ thesis quote: ‘i like the food from the truck, but i just can’t keep that stuff down.’

~ a new feature(?) at the angry red planet: daily(?) sci-arc thesis quotes. this feature(?) should continue until thesis presentations in january, or for about 3 days…

~ (not) today’s quote: ‘yeah, dinner just has a way of capping off the evening.’

~ though we ended up investing far greater than one hour into the project, the angry red stool (v1.0) is now complete. the reviews are in: ‘your rendering looks better than the real thing about tenfold’.

~ if we can scratch up one five cent piece, there will be enough coin in the angry red planet coffers for the second black russian bagel this week.

~ we all got a lot of sleep last night, but *yawn*…is there a president-elect yet?

~ we still wonder what it was like to listen to guns’n’roses when they were still popular.

~ recently uncovered in the the angry red planet coffers are three american quarter dollars. these shall be exchanged for one black russian bagel as the first public act of tuesday morning!

~ it has been decided that one good, solid hour will be put into working on the ‘real’ – tangible(?) – version the angry red stool. whether or not this extraordinary amount of effort seems excessive, we feel that the importance of the piece justifies the event.

~ it should be evident that this is not a weblog. nevertheless, if it was a weblog, it certainly would not be a ‘blog’. as it happens, though, it is neither.

~ two weeks without you:
yesterday’s surprise thesis review went remarkably well for the angry red planet – ‘remarkable’ considering the thesis and the angry red planet are not doing so well at all…

~ and still haven’t gotten over you yet:

took a trip to the last place she that and i went – when it was the last time she and i would see each other … looked with resign the same tools and information about which no one i know cares anything … listened to a man tell two women that scientists haven’t found life on saturn because they have not looked on the rings … sat on the stones where i told her all that was going to happen in my future … heard a woman tell her friend to take pictures someplace else because she would otherwise disturb my following the sunset…

~ if you are in the los angeles area at 13:00 today, stop by the angry red planet thesis review. look for it in the ‘lecture trailer’?

~ november posts have been added to the archive.

~ ‘california waters taste like cherry wine’ :
xxxxxx(5:44:23PM): i always look at your “context” photos
xxxxxx(5:44:26PM): if it means anything to you

~ ‘georgia waters taste like turpentine’ :
well, the ‘context’ photos are available in a digest format here. flash is required for this piece.

~ enough high school drama for a week:

instead our attention is turned to the release of action! 4, the fantastic photobooth project
from icki of sty! zine [w]. the book is far more
fascinating than i could have imagined, full of stories of which you only see a slice and are left desperate to complete or construct. this is by far one of the finest of icki’s productions yet, and i am not saying this because the angry red planet had the honor of designing the cover or because of the freaking amazing 1967 spider-man board game which icki has graciously donated to our spider-man museum!
you now are encouraged to stop what you are doing and put $3 in an envelope addressed to:
icki
p.o.box 11906

berkeley, california
94712

and

before you seal the envelope, add 2 (maybe 3) more dollars for a copy of slander 7, the latest bomb set by mimi n. [w] the fuse is lit while lulling you with hints of what it is to be in love with icki,
before atomizing every piece of your private (to sexual) and public (to imperial) environment, demanding that you reconstitute them with an understanding of the sources of the cultural framework in which you quietly reside. in a fun way, though.

these powerhouses are two separate zines, of course, but as they share a p.o.box, i don’t think they would mind saving the envelopes or the stamps. if they do, have them take it up with us!