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Sundance and beyond…
I WAS HERE! aaww Sundance… Thats right, for a week and a half I got to trudge the Park City streets in the freezing snowing cold and worked in exchange for free movie vouchers and the chance to walk side by side to celebrities in the streets just before they turned into a bar to take the cocaine edge off with a drink. (Matthew Perry) Or sit in the second row at the midnight showing of the world premier of U23D and fall asleep 20 minutes into the flick. Before I fell asleep I snapped these pics…
Do you see how cool I am? I have pictures of pictures of U2. These and pictures like these are only shared by me and the 2000 other people seating in the Eccles Theater that night. Now that’s meant to be a joke, who cares really? I just thought that having pictures of real celebs would help boost my credibility… is it working?
Sundance was a pretty amazing experience overall. I worked at the New Frontier on Main a venue that was made up of a series of art installations featuring new media art and film. My first day was spent painting video screens on the wall for Hasan Elahi’s Tracking Transience: The Orwell Project
BEFORE
AFTER
YEP, I did all of this with my mind, I mean, in my mind… I imagined I was talented enough come up with something like this. I did this with the help of about 12 other volunteers. It’s still pretty effin sweeet! I didn’t get pictures of everything there there was a lot that was pretty cool, one of my other favorite things to do was distort my self image in Daniel Rozin’s Peg and Snow Mirror installations.
My face in the Snow Mirror
A picture of me taking a picture of me…
I’m so vain I think somebody wrote a song about me 
Oh how good it feels to be corny! I won’t bore you with any more pictures but will say that my celebrity sightings and interactions were few. I did walk next to Matthew Perry before he entered a bar. I don’t know if he was on coke but a lot of celeb types I’ve met are. I keep cocaine on me because it’s easier to get blowjobs that way. I saw Mary Kate Olsen got to exchange a few words with Quintin Tarintino, like:
QT: Venti carmel machiatto please.
Me: You got it. I’m a big fan of your work.
QT: too bad it wasn’t warmer here, then I might need a big fan… badum pshhh!
Me: ha… ha?
QT: thanks for the tasty beverage.
More than the movies and being surrounded by fur and throngs of self important assholes like me the people I met were incredible!
I did have to sleep in my car one night before I was “adopted” by the Brodhead family. Thank you Nancy and fam! They took me into their quaint little 5 bedroom 4 bathroom summer home and for some reason trusted me enough to leave the door unlocked so for the first 2 nights I could sneak in at 1am and leave at 6am. I didn’t get to see them for the first 2 days I crashed there. It felt a little awkward. I felt like a burglar or a theif or Goldie Locks with a penis, “somebody’s been sleeping in my bed…” “Oh don’ t worry honey it’s just a homeless comedian.” “hey, why are my sheets wet?”
I hope you’ve enjoyed this installment of Live Free Die Doing Stand Up… Please watch out for killer gates.
February 21st, 2008 at 3:53 am
your posting frequency can be summed up by your favorite pastime: blowing
February 23rd, 2008 at 4:06 pm
your ability to land a punch line can be summed up by my posting frequency: gay and I love you!