Month: November 2011

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Dream: Simian Hands (pt. 1)

MG and I are in a house with other people. There are dirty dishes in the downstairs sink that need to be put in the dishwasher. After a meal, I wander off, realizing that I should have stayed to help MG. I go back to the kitchen. She cannot find detergent, so I look among bottles of poisons and chemicals. MG finds out where the detergent is, so we load up the dishwasher.

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A female character from the Walking Dead goes to a back bungalow to relax and clean. Several men stand in the woods that surround the front of the bungalow. One man mumbles something and another man with long hair and glasses grumbles “You’d know better if you read more Anarchist texts!” The other guy leaves. As the long-haired man walks away, he hears a scream coming from the woman in the bungalow.

The long-haired guy pulls a gun out from the back of his pants and heads to the bungalow. Up in the trees, a simian hand holds a basketball and then drops it. Dozens more monkey hands drop basketballs on the long-haired man.

Inside the bungalow the woman continues to sweep while two other people have an intense conversation in another room.

10/29/2011

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Dream: Animals and a Radio

(Simian Hands pt. 2)

A woman hears voices in the woods behind her and turns around to see a seething mass of monkeys and animals. Horrified she clutches her broom and backs through a large sliding door into a room. She tries to find protection against the wall. The animals are not paying attention to her. They look at the radio where sounds from a serial drama play out. A small ox and a chimpanzee break out of the crows and run towards the radio.

10/29/2011

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Dream: Fabric Drinking Bottles

Envisioned amazing images of rocks and chunks of metal cubes dropping into deep, beautiful canyons.

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I go camping with a friends, so I cut out a bottle-pieced shape of fabric. Another group of people are coming to camp with us and their tent sites are easily marked in a neat line down a patch of land. I put a zoot suit on just before they arrive. They see the suit and love it. I feel embarrassed for not knowing how to speak Spanish. A large woman in the group smiles at me. An Asian woman in the group has a small dog. “I must shit rat-sized poop!” Without saying goodbye, I take a bike home to cut out another fabric vial.

10/31/2011

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Dream: Fathers and Daughters

She is beautiful, fair skinned, golden haired, freckled and innocent. Her appearance entrances me yet her behavior seems to come out of fear and anxiety. I follow her around her house as if I am under a spell, and then meet her father. He stands well over six feet, looks like a linebacker, and talks fast. I try to listen to his ramblings and clearly hear him tell me “If you want to get physical with my daughter, you must first get physical with me.”

I wander away, find my friend MC and explore this amazing estate. We climb an odd metal conduit structure and wander through sunlit rooms. MC wanders off and I find the woman glowing in the sunlight.

I want to kiss her, but she recoils. Her father appears, lunges at me and pulls my arms behind my back. He leans in behind me and whispers that he gets the first kiss. He then begins to nibble my neck and lets me go. I flee.

I sit on a deck with AK, who is smoking a piece of palo santo. We discuss whether or not we want to go to a protest/concert. I drift off and begin to think about the beautiful woman. I wonder if I can steal her away from her father. Or perhaps I can kill her father and take her away from him.

11/10/11

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My Tour Gets Mention in SF Examiner

Company offers quirky tours in San Francisco and beyond

By: Alexis Terrazas | 11/06/11 10:03 PM
Special to The Examiner

Jamie Wong, the founder and CEO of Vayable, a site that allows people to book and sell local tours ranging from how to be a hipster to living like the homeless for a day, launched her company in April.

What’s the underlying goal of Vayable? Our goal is to enable entrepreneurship and promote cultural understanding, and really provide people with a new way to explore their world. Part of it is being part of this generation who are not following mainstream careers.

Do you consider yourself to be an entrepreneur? I do. I’ve always been entrepreneurial. My passion has always been travel and cultural immersion. I’ve been to more than 30 countries and I speak four languages, but I never had the money to do it because I worked in media and journalism.

Is there one local tour guide who stands out? Russell Howze, who is our guide for Scout for Street Art in S.F. Our team met him on another Vayable tour. He was touring his own family and friends because he was so passionate about it. Then he realized by meeting us that he could monetize this. He works at a nonprofit art gallery in the Mission, and he’s using his [Vayable] money to help restore their murals.

Read more at the San Francisco Examiner: http://www.sfexaminer.com/local/3-minute-interview/2011/11/company-offers-quirky-tours-san-francisco-and-beyond#ixzz1d68YHM6Q

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Sweet Freedom at Occupy Oakland, General Strike

Prologue

In “Gattaca” director Andrew Niccol’s new movie “In Time,” time is literally money. Somehow, humans live time free until they turn 25 and then they are literally on the clock until they die. Given a year to live, they must work, beg, borrow, and steal time to get ahead in the rat race of their time zone ghetto of Dayton. Charity exists where the poor can form a time line in hopes that the free time is not out of time.

I know I know, these puns bring a chuckle. But what if a hero emerged from the 99%? A lucky bastard that tried to help a rich fellow out, and was given a century’s worth of time for his troubles? And what if he falls in love with the richest of the 1%’s daughter? The time banker holds all the time from the manicured zone called New Greenwich. He also has a cadre of bumbling guards that try to protect his family and their ridiculous piles of minutes.

What would happen if this sharply dressed, sci-fi Bonnie and Clyde started to steal time from the man and give it to the poor in Dayton? Convinced that their dystopian society, where the masses work for the puffy few, is foolproof, the total lack of any effective security allows these futuristic heroes to do the unimaginable. “How can you steal what is already stolen?” they ask each other as they rob from the 1% and give it to the 99%? How indeed!

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