27 Dinner. Yes. My comments.
First a disclaimer, I blame this on the fine Tanqueray No. Ten I had tonight, this includes the language.
Next, three quotes, the first is from the song I listened to on the way home. The second is from the high priest of Gonzo. May he rest in peace. The third is my point.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
I’m not sure all these people understand
It’s not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water
They cannot see me naked
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday
“Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later?
Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era — the kind of peak
that never comes again. San Fransisco in the middle sixties was a very
special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe
not, in the long run… There was madness in any direction, at any hour.
If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or
La Honda… You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic
universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning…
And that, I think, was the handle — that sense of inevitable victory
over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t
need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting
— on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest
of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later, you can go
up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes
you can almost see the high-water mark — that place where the wave finally
broke and rolled back.”
— Hunter S. Thompson
See all this? It’s simply shaping tomorrow.
— Mr. Atto, Black Hawk Down
I’ll post the photos tomorrow. Thanks for the slide show images of our blogs, nice touch. Nice food. Nice community of people.
Down to business.
Why the fuck did I have to sit there and listen to some marketing chick on speed and some soulless blood sucking GSM network puppet telling us how WAP 2 and IRV is cool? “Get the .mobi domain” wtf!. The forces of Old and Evil.
The worst thing a geek can be is bored.
I was sitting in the corner with all the real geeks and we were bored. bored.
Back to the story. Why the quotes? Because.. if you dilute it too far it will die.
Blogging is about Gonzo journalism and exposing your underbelly. Brutal honesty. It is about optimism and subjective opinions. Newness. Fun. Revolution. Being a part of something. Community. Cape Town in the summertime. But. These things fade away. Replaced by everyday.
Please don’t invite anymore boring people or I’m getting off at the next high water mark.