Oh, San Diego
Deliverer of such joys
Personal fan bliss!!!
Oh, San Diego
Deliverer of such joys
Personal fan bliss!!!
Back on Canuckistan soil.
Recovering slowwwwwwwwwwwly.
A flood of pics (can you say tsunami without drawing understandable ire these days?) to come shortly.
I love my crew. I love BS fans. I love the incredible enthusiasm of Con’ attendees. Let’s face it – life’s a Love-a-thon.
Much to smoke over…and much to share.
For now, enjoy this treat. Just follow the blurb to some geeky audio goodness. (you might need to refresh a few times to see a familiar face)
Sleepy-time-bye-bye…
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
It’s been a longgggggggg couple of days.
Just finished a rough edit on a surprise trailer.
About to clean and do the dishes
Still haven’t packed yet.
I’ve slept 8 hours in three days…
And I’m pulling an all-nighter before hopping on an 8AM flight for San Diego.
Getting into town tomorrow with Drew and his main squeeze around noon.
Meeting up with Kim and Fallen Angel for an early dinner.
Wednesday morning is booth setup (#5486 – FOX HOME VIDEO – bahhhh).
We’ll be there right through ’til Sunday night.
You’d better bring your sweet asses!
For those who can’t make it? We’ll take HEAPS of pics…and save more than a little swag for you.
Peace. Respect. And spread the saintly word one last time.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
B(e)
To say something has
a conceptual nature
implies some forethought
Rely on image
to convey your thousand words?
Then know what to say
I WANT YOU TO DIE…
If you’ve been watching Rockstar, you know what I’m talking about.
b(e)
We’ve been in head-down mode for a while now – what with the big show only 10 days away, and the official release just a week after that – so hopefully you can forgive us for being a tad singleminded. It’s just that we’re still in a bit of shock that this actually happening – that an essentially evil media MegaCorp(TM) took our strange multi-colored bait, swallowed it whole like a 70’s housewife, and carved a handsome nook for us in its sulphurous belly (a gut already crammed to the bursting with enough junk food to trigger corporate colon polyps of the most cancerous ilk).
And now, very slowly, the waves start to sweep in. It begins like this. Whisperings on the horizon. Little rollers. Soft spills of seafoam…
I’m both excited for and sleepless over looming assessments. I’m an approval-whore that way. So sue me.
😛
More soon, baboons – hope you dug the mailer, and can’t wait to shake your many hands and fill your collective totes in San Diego and Chi-town!
Word is Bond
B(e)
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