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Last Saturday before the party got going.
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Massive Street Party in the Castro - Pink Saturday
I was home Saturday night, chilling out, with no big plans. I checked twitter and found many tweets mentioning a massive street party happening right now in the Castro district. Could not stay home and miss it. So headed out there and indeed it was a huge mega crowd, celebrating Pride.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_Saturday
#urbanscapes best damn saturday ive had in ages.
Urbanscapes was awesome. Got there at about 2pm and stayed all the way till 11pm. Met a bunch of old friends and a bunch more new ones. The music was off the hook and the beer was all you needed to combat the heat. At one point it looked like it was going to rain ( but being the perfect day that it was – the clouds didn’t spill even a drop) which was awesome.
There was so much stuff to look at, buy, play with, that I would do any of it justice trying to explain. So I’m just going to recant the 5 best moments I experienced, in no particular order.
#1 box of ideas
My first purchase of the day I think (other than the beer that is) simply the plan was to get a bunch of people’s ideas together – in the form of cards and box em up, sell em out and see what happens. Conversation and more ideas ensue. These ideas were so cool that I believe they manage to get all their stuff snapped up in the first 2 hours ( good thing I came early). If you missed your chance to check out the cool – join the facebook group and be part of the party. I hvnt opened my box yet – sort of keeping special for the time being.
Ching Yen, Sharif and the Box of ideas guys.
#2 chicyamada beauties
Very interesting promo idea – snap pictures with all 6 of the ladies walking around , submit them and stand a chance to win one of the tops. If I win one its goes to Ching Yen for being awesome and asking me to come for Urbanscapes. 6 ladies in total!
The First of the chicyamada ladies aka @elleashley
@hellokimmy and @stellaboo
Priscilla Wong – whom I hvnt met in ages.
I kinda look like I’m slightly stroking out in this one but it’s the only one I took with this person
#3 The energy of the shops!
They were so a-Lot of shops @urbanscapes, all the same each had something special to share and all of them were manned by people that were friendly and really knew their stuff. Here are just some of many
Really interesting film cameras. Find out more at http://www.theclickshop.net/
For all your boarding and surf needs. Nazry (furthest right) if I ever decide to surf ( they have a training pool!) http://www.myspace.com/raskalkl
Nareez Z. and Shikin H. of thefroufrou.blogspot.com . Bought a Pixellate from then and I think its pretty awesome
Its Space Invader!
Ching Yen Bought a Top/dress from these lovely ladies (shop name escapes me)
Something for everyone to look forward to. Orange coincidentally was the color if the day.
#4 The Beer
Wasn’t too expensive, super duper refreshing and lots of it to go around. Kudos to the guys at Tiger for allowing us to swap warm beer for ice cold goodness!
Our very on Mr Haze Runner aka @suren_haris and Mr Social Entrepreneur aka @ devan_singaram
@ devan_singaram found a new hat.
#5 the people – some random, all friendly
Line of the day – I have a rule, if I’ve just met someone I have to take a picture with them. Which is awesome Urbanscapes everyday !
#6 the art pieces and decoration
Well I lied – there were more than 5 moments. Since there are plenty more im just going to make a statement and say this is the 6th out of 5 awesome things at Urbanscapes 2009.
All in all – probably the best damn Saturday this year.
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Pfingsten in Wien
Mein Pfingstwochenende mit Skykitchen, Donauinsel, Flex, Stiefel trinken, Donau-Bar, Schönbrunn und Hofburg :-)
Spring Speakeasy in downtown Wyandotte
Wyandotte's Historical Society hosted a Speakeasy downtown on Saturday night. Annie's parents were bar tending so Annie, Jordan and myself decided to get dressed up and head down there for the night.
There were old Model Ts, Charlie Chaplin movies, a fashion show (I got third place), apple juice and grape juice (wine) and ginger ale (beer).
It was a lot of fun. Here are some pictures from the night.
The Polaroid Party this Thursday - one evening only.
My first-ever Polaroid exhibit.
Group show.
Come say hi.
37/365: Party
Today seemed to be all about celebrations. I managed to catch the live telecast of American Idol Season 8's finale (Go Kris Allen!) and was giddy with it for most of the day. Later, I cleaned the house and had a good time with the exercise. Afterwards, I went with my parents to my mom's high school meet-up. It was a fascinating trip seeing them. What was interesting was that my mom & these ladies barely remember each other, but they talked and laughed and partied like old friends.
I was, along with the nephew of one of them, the one who just wanted to go to bed and sleep, haha.
For May 21, 2009. I skipped a few days because of the backlog (thanks to a non-existent DSL service for nearly two weeks!) and I couldn't quite remember what I did the past few days. :p
dream digest, Sat 23/5/09
I've forgotten one dream since I last wrote here. Let's see how well I do at recalling the last three days' dreams.
Sat 23/5/09
In some amazing house that had four wings (not the flight kind!). Some Filipino family friends were invited around and they proceeded to leave a mess everywhere - I recall most keenly that there was mud and fried chicken remains ground into the floor. There were food bowls (or trays, rather) for cats. Apparently, 2-4 cats would decide our modern mansion was their home and eat from them.
There were water bowls next to them and they had orange blobs floating, not unlike fish roe. They would jump out of the bowl and explode, leaving orange goo-mess on the floor.
Another part of the house: we were fiddling with the blinds and curtains. In another room, I drew the curtains to shield an old Nintendo and TV from the sun. There were Rumpole books around and I knew these belonged to my father.
* * *
Another dream, same night. My obese friend-bully in high school was humiliating me again. We had to do some dance for school. Some band musicians played music, and all of a sudden we were on a float and they were outside, running along. As they ran along, other regular people would pick up their instruments and jam with them. I was talking with my brother about a week-long debutante and felt it unfair that the men could wear the same suit the whole way through whereas the females had to change dresses - one new one for daytime, one new one for the evening.
Previous to this, my brother and father and I were in a house and I was threatening to kill myself because both were driving me insane in that I could not be my true self whenever they were in the same room, which was all the time. I could not even sleep alone. I was so angered by their presence and felt quite homicidal towards my brother, but eventually began dangling myself on a balcony.
Fri 22/5/09
I was an onlooker - some sort of medieval fairytale setting. There was a beautiful woman - sometimes I was her, sometimes not. Our army had captured this stunning centaur and tied up all his legs. The beautiful woman wanted to have sex with this creature. I was then watching our army wade through icy water - how it managed not to freeze them, I don't know. Somehow the troops floated despite donning light metal armour. Then we were at some sort of castle and things became bloody as people were slaughtered - of course the beautiful women were not slain.
* * *
In some strange open sort of room with a gorgeous indie comic artist who was apparently famous and regaling all on stories of her fame. These extremely attractive men would come and entertain this girl (who was me, but not really me) who was planning to go on a trip to explore the life of the indie comic artist. She had newspaper articles and maps.
Thu 21/5/09
There was this amazing lipstick that instead of being solid looked like a spring when wound out of the tube. It had been given some exotic-sounding name similar to "farfalla" (as in the pasta!)
I had another main dream this same night but I am struggling to recall it now.
Keith Ferrazzi's Book Release Party In Brentwood
Pictured are Agapi Stassinopoulos and her sister Arianna Huffington introducing Keith Ferrazzi to their swanky guests gathered around the pool.
Ferrazzi, author of Never Eat Alone, had a book release party at Huffinton's Brentwood home for his latest book titled Who's Got Your Back?.
The guru (shown on the left) had the best line of the evening. "Only Keith would have a gong show at his book party." He offered.
The author then asked all his guests to shut their eyes and listen to the drum/gong for 90 seconds and then turn to the person next to them and tell them something they're afraid of not accomplishing before they die.
We're usually just content with a couple of crab cakes and a free signed book. Gratis therapy? Woot.
via mediabistro.com
