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 I emailed the following to Answer@AnswerSF.org today:

I spoke with a volunteer today at about 23rd and Valencia in SF wheat-pasting flyers for the October 27th Fin del la guerra ahora march.

He had wheat-pasted 22″x17″ fliers onto a garbage can and other items. Please do not have your volunteers use wheat-paste on public property for events; wheat-pasted flyers remain up long after the event is forgotten. As the posters degrade over the course of a few years, they make our beautiful city look ugly.

Use tape, use staples, use nails, post on billboards, post where billboards are welcome, post in laundromats, post in community centers. Do not wheat-paste my city.

The volunteer told me in response to my critisism, “the city has a program to take down flyers like these.” No, it is not the city’s responsibility to remove your garbage. It is -your- responsibility. Take responsibility.

San Francisco -does- have a program to deal with graffiti. Call 311. First time, offenders are usually reprimanded. After further offenses fines are levied.

I have no problem at all with the march. I’ve marched in events myself. I have a problem with how you are promoting it.

If your volunteers committed to removing the posters after the event, you would gain much local support.

Where many of my friends are staying. What a detailed map, eh?

illumination_village_07_200×400_final.pdf

I was asked today if I could be quoted in the next Museum of Bad Art book. Of course, I consented.

From Louise Sacco, Permanent Acting Interim Executive Director of the Museum of Bad Art

Lee,

We’re putting together the second MOBA book.   Of course, we’re recounting the tale of Eileen’s theft and recovery.   May I quote you in the book?   It would be as representative of the reactions of Friends of MOBA to the recovery of our painting.

Also, where do you live?   We would identify you as Lee Sonko, town, state.

Yours in bad art,

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Louise Sacco
Permanent Acting Interim Executive Director
Museum of Bad Art         www.MuseumofBadArt.org
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> The return of Eileen gives me hope for humanity.
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)'(   HOW TO ENJOY THE BURNING MAN EXPERIENCE FROM THE COMFORT OF YOUR OWN HOME   )'(

-Pay an escort of your affectional preference subset to not bathe for five days, cover themselves in glitter, dust, and sunscreen, wear a skanky neon wig, dance close naked, then say they have a lover back home at the end of the night.

-Stack all your fans in one corner of the living room. Put on your most fabulous outfit. Turn the fans on full blast. Dump a vacuum cleaner bag in front of them.

-Buy a new set of expensive camping gear. Break it.

-Only use the toilet in a house that is at least 3 blocks away. Drain all the water from the toilet. Only flush it every 3 days. Hide all the toilet paper.

-Set your house thermostat so it’s 50 degrees for the first hour of sleep and 100 degrees the rest of the night.

-Before eating any food, drop it in a sandbox and lick a battery.

-Mail $200 to the Reno casino of your choice.

-Make a list of all the things you’ll do different next year. Never look at it.

-Search alleys untill you find a couch so unbelievably tacky and nasty filthy that a state college frat house wouldn’t want it. Take a nap on the couch and sleep like you are king of the world.

-Shop at Wal-mart, Cost-Co, and Home Depot until your car is completely packed with stuff. Tell everyone that you’re going to a “Leave-No-Trace” event. Empty your car into a dumpster.

-Spend thousands of dollars and several months of your life building a deeply personal art work. Hide it in a funhouse on the edge of the city. Hire people to come by and alternate saying “I love it” and “this sucks balls”. Blow it up.

-Cut, burn, electrocute, bruise, and sunburn various parts of your body. Forget how you did it. Don’t go to a doctor.

-Walk around your neighborhood and knock on doors until someone offers you cocktails and dinner.

-“Downsize” last year’s camp by adding two geodesic domes, a new sound system, art car, and 20 newbies.

-Lean back in a chair until that point where you’re just about to fall over, but you catch yourself at the last moment. Hold that position for 9 hours.

-Don’t sleep for 5 days. Take a wide variety of hallucinogenic/emotion altering drugs. Pick a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend.

-Set up a DJ system downwind of a three alarm fire. Play a short loop of drum’n’bass until the embers are cold.

-Have a 3 a.m. soul baring conversation with a drag nun in platforms, a crocodile and Bugs Bunny. Be unable to tell if you’re hallucinating. Lust after Bugs Bunny.

-Spend a whole year rummaging through thrift stores for the perfect, most outrageous costume. Forget to pack it.

-Read “Dhalgren” by Samuel R. Delany. Read “The City Not Long After” by Pat Murphy. Cut off the bindings, throw all the pages up in the air, and shuffle them back together. Reread “The City After Dhalgren” by Samuel Murphy. Burn it. Read the ashes.

-Listen to music you hate for 168 hours straight, or until you think you are going to scream. Scream. Realize you’ll love the music for the rest of your life.

-Spend 5 months planning a “theme camp” like it’s the invasion of Normandy. Spend Monday-Wednesday building the camp. Spend Thurs-Sunday nowhere near camp because you’re sick of it or can’t find it.

-Bust your ass for a “community.” See all the attention get focused on the drama queen crybaby.

-Get so drunk you can’t recognize your own house. Walk slowly around the block for 5 hours.

-Tell your boss you aren’t coming to work this week but he should “gift” you a paycheck anyway. When he refuses accuse him of not loving the “community”.

-Ask your most annoying neighbor to interrupt your fun several times a day with third hand gossip about every horrible thing that’s happened in the last 24 hours. Have them wear khaki.

-Tear down your house. Put it in a truck. Drive 10 hours in any direction. Put the house back together. Invite everyone you meet to come over and party. When they leave, follow them back to their homes, drink all their booze, and break things.

-Go to a museum. Find one of Salvador Dali’s more disturbing, but beautiful paintings. Climb inside it.

(this is reprinted from the Flaming Lotus Girls mailing list. Sorry, I don’t recall the author)

I’ll be on my way to Burning Man on August 22nd or 23rd. I’ll be in the desert on August 23rd or 24th.   I’ll be leaving on Monday Sept 3rd or Tuesday the 4th.   Back in San Francisco by the 5th for sure.

If you need to reach me in a dire emergency, you should send an email to: 911@burningman.com

It will probably take hours for the message to reach me.

To get the message to me, they will need to know where I’m staying. Tell them I am with the “Swarm” art project and those folks can probably find me. The people at “Illumination Village” also know me. I’m camping in “Low Key Peep Flambe Camp”, an unregistered camp. It has 2 3′ tall peeps in front of it and the address is probably on Coral Reef somewhere between 4 o’clock and 5:30.

Yeah, it probably all sounds like gibberish to you. But that’s where I’m staying. And loving it (if only I could get some sleep before going to the playa. I’ve been out til midnight every night welding and making battery packs and helping and managing others… managing is no fun and keeping the books. Sleep when you’re dead, right?)

Marah went to Nowhere this summer. She loved it!

Michelle, one of my FLG friends was one of the originators of the event!

Marah writes to me:

save your pennies and go next year! learn spanish! or german!
it was amazing. truly a great small camping experience. (191people +1 god)

Here are some photos from Nowhere

http://wiki.goingnowhere.org/2007/pictures
http://www.flickr.com/groups/goingnowhere/pool/

I’ve gotten this email hundreds of times without really looking at this spam image. Could you look at it for me?

Thanks.

That was bugging me.

Update 3-2-08. I’m pretty sure that this post, originally titled “P[nospam]enis P[nospam]atch” has been messing with my Google rank. It appears that my Google juice is good enough such that I am one of the defacto authorities on the internet about patches for your… well, you get the idea. So Google has been serving up ads based on that assumption. I’m not terribly interested in this distinction so I’ve renamed this page.Update 3-5-08. Ah ha

The last few weeks I’ve been working on SWARM like a crazy person. Here’s some pix from 2 nights ago.

Smartflix is a fantastic resource for people that want to know how to build things. I just got this newsletter. There’s mention of me in the middle there :-)

Check out Smartflix right now (and when you do, use this referral link. They’ll give me free rentals when you sign up)((It’s really weird calling my good friend Travis, owner of the business, “them”!)

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