Saturday, May 20, 2006
Windsor and the need for new ideas
Last week end I made the first trip of the summer, all the way to beautiful Windsor, Ontario, 900 klicks away from Montreal. We were there for a political science conference, the events of which deserve an entire post on its own. Lets just say that once again we managed to stir hell like only we can do: crises, scandals, publics outcries and imposing of our will on lesser minds. Similar to my adventure with the wretched (what does that word mean really???) Infected Mushrooms, we unwillingly and quite naturally challenged the established order. Like I said wisely latter that night: if we don't raise hell now, we never will.
It was a quite disgusting week end, it rained all the time. And Windsor is just a big suburb, but of a city that is in another country (Detroit) which probably makes it the weirdest suburb in the world. There is really absolutely nothing to do or see in Windsor, except for the utterly depressing casino, which shares absolutely noting in common with Sharon Stone's casino in Casino. I lost a whole 10$ in one hand on the roulette (the freaking 00 came out) and that's how far my gambling debauchery went.
As I said, there is nothing in Windsor, and nothing awoke the photo eye in me, if there is even such a thing in me; I sincerely doubt, but I'll still pretend for the show. You can see my Windsor pics here (just click on next until the end). Funny that I say "you can see my pics..." because I don't think anyone reads theHug anymore.
A friend asked me the other day about theHug, and I told him that it was dead somewhere in the vastness of virtual space.
Finally, I also wanted to share that I am desperately in the need of new business/artistic ideas. I want to start a new project, but I don't know yet what it will be. Somehow I feel like something is about to germinate. That's right, I am threatening you, BEWARE, SOMETHING NEW IS COMMING FROM KILLA HUG.
It was a quite disgusting week end, it rained all the time. And Windsor is just a big suburb, but of a city that is in another country (Detroit) which probably makes it the weirdest suburb in the world. There is really absolutely nothing to do or see in Windsor, except for the utterly depressing casino, which shares absolutely noting in common with Sharon Stone's casino in Casino. I lost a whole 10$ in one hand on the roulette (the freaking 00 came out) and that's how far my gambling debauchery went.
As I said, there is nothing in Windsor, and nothing awoke the photo eye in me, if there is even such a thing in me; I sincerely doubt, but I'll still pretend for the show. You can see my Windsor pics here (just click on next until the end). Funny that I say "you can see my pics..." because I don't think anyone reads theHug anymore.
A friend asked me the other day about theHug, and I told him that it was dead somewhere in the vastness of virtual space.
Finally, I also wanted to share that I am desperately in the need of new business/artistic ideas. I want to start a new project, but I don't know yet what it will be. Somehow I feel like something is about to germinate. That's right, I am threatening you, BEWARE, SOMETHING NEW IS COMMING FROM KILLA HUG.
