This photo was taken at the Roger Waters show at the Hollywood Bowl. Some time in the middle of the show The giant pig, bigger than my bus was paraded into the crowd it was spray painted with the words, "Kaka forever don't be led to the sloughter"and "impeach Bush " on it's ass. The pig was "accidently relesed" into the wild with the last bit of power on my phone I took this shot of the pig crossing the full Moon.

I want you all to come to a party with me.
Where we will dance in the light of the full moon.
Where we will set free 800 half cooked lobsters.
Where we will drop cake from the roof of a 10 story building upon a hungry crowd.
Where we will shoot guns into the air with slingshot catipolts
Where we will run and run untill we black out, black in and run some more.
Where our ears will bleed from exesive volume.
Where we will pull out our teath with trash can lids.
Where we will sail into the sun set, sun rise of Puerto Rico.
Where we will burn an efigy of the earth.
where ashes will rain down on us.
Where we will lock ourselfes in our rooms for 48 hours straight.
Where we will perform high theatrics on high telephone cables.
Where we will beerbong simultaniously 3 kegs of beer.
Where we will sit stairing at the images in the fire place.
Where we will sing Norwegen fight songs raping into the hollow city night .
Where we will drive all night 1200 miles, only to turn around, the oven was left on.
Where we will hang the preasts from nuses weaved by the meany hands of Veshnu,
and Buddaha will also hang.
Where we will ride our bikes the wrong way down the one way streets of crowded citys.
Where we will drink and drink untill we simultaniously drink an pee.
Where we will put lenses into our eyes and stair directly into the sun.
Where we will smash our bones on the bricks of buildings.
Where we will jump up and down untill the Earth is compresed equal to our hight.
Where we will smoke canibus in police stations around the world.
Where we will swing from ropes tied to trees also weaved by Veshnu.
Where we will chase eachouther on lonmwers snking them into the mud.
Where we will empty out the junk drowers of the soul onto piles on the floor.
Where we will read books untill our eyes bleed from exesive words.
Where we will bath in tubs of seaweed sledge.
Where we will smash stones together in order to relive our primative past.
Where we will eat lead paint chips to regain our sanity.
Where we will study the Celtic way.
Where we will howal and whale into the sky.
Where we will burn and burn and burn.
Where we will walk and walk into the colective rain going down, the colective drain.
Where we will drink merlot and turpentine.
Where we will sob and sob in memory of guilt free shiting of our pants.
Where we will swim naked through the air lowering bags out windows and down walls.
Where we will eat dirt due to rampent starvation.
Where we will slaughter the buffalo and American Indian.
Where we will gun down our classmates.
Where we will pushb and push unill we get what we want.
Where we will get mesages from turtles on the shore of a dirty egg filled beach.
Where we will toast a toast to nothing with no one nowhere.
Where we will bury the Sphinx for 10,000 years for $10,000 in 10,000 days.
Where we will fuck like rabits in the bathroom bathtub, shower off.
Where we will drown ourselfs in the smoke of 400,000 cigarettes.
Where it will rain and rain 40 days.
Where we will write so much that our fingers bleed from exesive writing.
Where we will smash our cars together to acheve one universal car.
Where we will avoid eachouther becuse we are just so tird and just so lame.
Where we will drool out of our mouths in mock peralisis.
Where we will seek out the shamans for the purpose of conversion non shamanic ways.
Where we will lock ourselfs in our cars no reason but greed.
Where we will walk down the streets of the worst parts of town,
and the worst people of town will chase us to the best part of town.
Where we will insite riots with dummy hand grenades.
Where we will chant and chant untill our throats bleed from exesive chanting.
Where we will chose to chose, chose to lose, chose a chi.
Where we will drink absinth and linseed oil.
Where we will burn the best art before dawn.
Where we will indulge in Dionysian delights and Herculian feats.
Where we will walk and walk untill our feet bleed from exesive walking.

So, come with me to this party.
So as to make it better than being alone.
So you can see what I think I see.
So you can have some fun.
So you don't go to bed with an empty head.
So you can't say you didn't have the option.
So you can tell your mother.
So you can live befor the end.
So you can die in the end.
So you can witness the down of a new day, in a new way, forever, forever gone away.


Chicago, 9/9/99

So, the man is gone. The piles of dusty things are starting to shrink around my house. I dont know who all got to see my instalattion (2 years from conception to destruction,) but for all of the peeps that helped out there and back here I just want to say a SUPER THANKS. I was not fully prepared emotinaly for how much work it was every day, and it just would not have existed without help. This was for me one of the least party BM's although I did see the sun rise and set almost every day. and I did have some moderate extreams I have never felt so phisicly, mentaly, emotinaly, and intalectualy
pushed to every side man was burning I just wanted it to be over. when it was I wanted it to burn forever. Back at the ashes of my instalation we set up the alien underground system and that was a quality throw down to be for sure. So now I'v been decompresinng with a fucked up sholder on a vicoden and bloody mary diet. it was the best burn /it was the worst burn.