I was writing an entry about how in denise scott-brown’s essay in “architectural history since 1968”, she falls into the same deus ex machina type trap she accuses the modernists of BUT THEN predicts the rise of computer visualization as an artform like 3
06/18/2004 16:18:49 EST •  tags: scintillating_bullshit


it boggles the mind how I survived in my apartment without an air conditioner. last night was the first night I got to sleep before dawn. I slept beautifuly and dreampt a lot and did not twitch around and sweat copiously like I had been doing since that magical sprintgime moment when troy ny went from freezing to scorching. the thing came with a REMOTE CONTROL. if you aren’t a recent entrant into the consumer air-conditioning market, you’ll be pleased to know that even the most stock room-cooling units available at your friendly neighborhood appliance shop will allow you to command themselves from remote locations. I think that’s just tits. this is what it looked like before I installed the air conditioner:

… things are now much cleaner, cuz upon entering the apartment, I do not have the will to physically move about abruptly leeched from me by oppresive baking-oven type temperatures. yes.

haha, my mom just called me up shouting “is this sumner street??!?! I don’t know where to go now!!!” I was like, “hi mom, this is your son. alexander bohn? aka fish??” she responded, “I love you and it’s good to hear your voice, but I have to go now. bye!” I hit her back with “bye!” in kind, and hit disconnect, laughing my ass straight off.

after that I put the “ghost in the shell standalone complex” 1st series opening theme on my ipod and walked down the troy streets with a digital camera, and here is some of what I saw:






yes!

-fish

 

UPDATE: by popular demand, the aforementioned opening theme digital audio file:

http://tangram.tv/fish/sb/shit/sound/GiTS_SAC_Opening_Theme.m4a

… sorry it’s an m4a. non-mac people can use this stuff to playback if you are so inclined. worrd.

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