Showing posts with label nic cage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nic cage. Show all posts

Monday, January 25, 2010

A VISIT FROM AUNT BOOB: NON-IRONIC NON-EXCITING NICK CAGE DREAM

last night i dreamt that i was at a small bar with some friends and we were standing around chatting when nick cage walked in, and not at all in like a celebrity-walking-in way, he just sort of strolled in awkwardly and walked up to our circle and stood on the outside, and waited a minute before trying to laugh at one of our jokes and say something just to say something. he was like a kid in high school who used to hang out but who went away for a couple years and now that he's back he realizes he wasn't really friends with anyone to begin with. it was also weird that he wasn't drinking, he just had his hands in his pockets. he also had a bodyguard of some sort hovering even further behind, and kept nervously looking back at him, for some sort of comfort. at one point he turned to me and said "i heard you like pizza" and of course i confirmed and then he tried to think of something to follow that up with but all he could muster was "cool." then he and i were talking and i realized that his bodyguard was actually a cop, and when he would turn to look at him it was out of fear that the cop would disapprove, cuz at one point he leaned in and whispered to me "do you have any aerosol?" and i said "i have some compressed air, at home" and he looked both disappointed and ashamed, and immediately left, with the cop in tow.

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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A visit from Kate: Portrait Party

Ok, I'm going to use Bob's lovely photo as a jumpoff because I love staged portraits. From such simple precepts- I'm going to project an image of myself that will be canonical and representative of this moment in my life, and I will stand in front of something, and it will be a rectangle- we get this awesome tableau of humanity. If you were to look at my school portrait from say, 5th grade, it is conceivable that I would be wearing a gigantic red t-shirt that says 2002. I WOULD have been wearing big flammable liquid stickers (see below) on the knees of whatever fucked up jeans I was rocking in 1995 except my mom vetoed it on portrait day and I was too thrown for a loop by adolescence in general to say "These here stickers represent a symbol of my individuality, and my belief in personal freedom" a la Nic Cage in Wild at Heart years before he starred in still my favorite youtube video of all time, Best Scenes from "The Wicker Man:" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6i2WRreARo

But my mom missed the point, and not just because it was actually a totally righteous stylistic choice. These photos have such great stories to tell! Sorry this might be a little epic.
This is when...

...I was really into...


...I looked amazing


...I loved my cat/dogs/fiance/harmonica



...I could kill a man with my bare hands


...I knew how to have a real good time


...I walked on the moon, hey remember that? that was fun.

Or just whatever! Party on!


Most of these are probably from a really excellent blog called http://www.sexypeople-blog.com/
Get into it!


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