― Bill, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― N., Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alan Trewartha, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Dan Perry, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I got a couple tattoos by a semi-legendary figure in the industry, and for my second one I worked out a barter with him because his prices were sky-high. I was running a one-hour photo lab at the time, and he gave me a bag full of about 20 rolls of film to develop and print which would be part of his payment. I had to go into NYC to meet him, and afterwards partied at Squeezebox, film safe and sound at the coat check. Caught the first morning train back to CT, and fell asleep, bag of film by my side. Upon waking up, I found the bag of film gone!! I later found out some of the rolls contained the last pictures taken of his mother before she died. I called him to apologize, but needless to say I didn't persue any additional tattoo work with him.
Does this count as "lost"?
― Sean, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― mike hanle y, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
in response to the q: yep, my sense of self, my dignity, and my fucking red cardigan - grrr. I loved that cardigan like it was my own afterbirth.
― Queen G, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
OK, so what's El Segundo really like?
I know Tribe aren't talking about El Segundo, the Los Angeles burb town just south of LAX airport... That place is just depressing track office space and dirt lots. No one would be proud to be caught just leisurely hanging out there.
― Brian MacDonald, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
As for loss, obvious physical stuff like the odd $5 bill. Then, there were those other times I lost more than that...
― Nichole Graham, Monday, 22 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Leigh, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Anna, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Damian, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Nicole, Tuesday, 23 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Jordan, Thursday, 25 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Patrick Penman Sims, Wednesday, 25 September 2002 08:03 (twenty-three years ago)
oh no!!!
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 10:08 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 10:32 (twenty-three years ago)
The bus symbolises his lost fanbase; the backpack the bandwagon on which he attempts to hitch a ride, sadly sans success.
― Marcello Carlin, Wednesday, 25 September 2002 12:13 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 12:43 (twenty-three years ago)
― Marcello Carlin, Wednesday, 25 September 2002 12:50 (twenty-three years ago)
― ron (ron), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 13:33 (twenty-three years ago)
― Christine "Green Leafy Dragon" Indigo (cindigo), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 14:13 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sarah (starry), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 14:29 (twenty-three years ago)
― alix (alix), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 14:37 (twenty-three years ago)
this doesn't sound right. 253 is too many!
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Wednesday, 25 September 2002 16:10 (twenty-three years ago)