-- Slavin:
Quit yer whinin
-- Slavin:
I don't remember the name of this show, but it ended with the stage inflating onto the audience
-- Slavin:
the view and how it changes
-- Slavin:
the view and how it changes, indeed
-- Slavin:
ron mueck, brooklyn museum, please no photos
-- Slavin:
ron mueck, brooklyn museum, please no photos
-- Slavin:
the bad news from greenland, I don't even want to talk about it
-- Slavin:
Olafur Eliasson
-- Slavin:
Ready
-- Slavin:
Tim Pritlove
-- Slavin:
Lesson: before entering a poker game with someone, ask: "By the way, Jeff, have you ever played in the World Series of Poker?"
-- Slavin:
I sort of remember this part of the evening
-- Slavin:
Some restaurant in Munich where the beer was, you know, good
-- Slavin:
worlds collidin'
-- Slavin:
Copenhagen, Berlin, Tel Aviv
-- Slavin:
The white picket fence is out of place. Everything else is ok.
-- Slavin:
The amazing thing about this particular Lichtenstein is that it's an original
-- Slavin:
Offerings
-- Slavin:
Back when Soho was Soho, this was the only place I could afford to eat. There were two notable things about it:
-- Slavin:
I have no memory of this at all
-- Slavin:
Anna @ ITP
-- Slavin:
Meanwhile, up at Columbia, Dan and Soo-in's students taught me something about metal detectors.
-- Slavin:
The very last fucking thing I expected to see after arriving at the camp on the Sea of Galilee
-- Slavin:
Somewhere, some copywriter is still telling the story that ends "they bought it! they had no idea!"
-- Slavin:
This happened.
-- Slavin:
Pervasive
-- Slavin:
Sopranos Premiere HQ
-- Slavin:
"It fucking works," is the quote
-- Slavin:
Sopranos Premiere HQ, Frank in the captain's chair
-- Slavin:
Christie's Jamaican Patties, I loved you
