Parts of Pieces of People.

popop will be playing at the spring st. house in Naperville on thursday, november 9th with prizzy prizzy please and others.
11/09/2006 05:00 PM - 411 spring w/sump pumps, sass dragons & prizzy prizzy please!!!
411 w. spring st., naperville, IL 60540 - three dollars.

these are pictures from last weeks show in dekalb.

CIARD the .org.

hello!
CIARD.ORG

soundlab 1 highlights? go to drop down menu/ research and discussion/ciard sponsored noises/ soundlab 1. pat, i need your songs or at least some way to tell which ones are keepers, and in what order you made them... or something. too many alternate versions. uh... but this will be here for a bit so you guys can hear soundlab since june? july?

i'm streamlining the site a bit... lot. nothing is getting removed (in fact its growing) but against my better judgement, and the original intent of the site, i'm making it a little easier to navigate.

tell me things about it... input on design/ content. also send me any ciard stuff any or you guys have that i dont.

geoff. president/cofounder

epicly latered

so tonight two (2) major things happend that made me realize life is fucked.

i joined a few of my old friends at an apartment in logan square, i didnt really want to go in the first place (drinking ect) but i went. now i have this friend (a really good friend) who has this girlfriend (who i feel represents everything, EVERYTHING, that is wrong in the world.) who decides to tell me that she has a speech tommrow. she says "we got to choose any topic we wanted." now thinking like i do (not always right) i felt like maybe it would be an ineresting topic that i can talk to her about. (now this is number one (1) on the things ) so i aske her what she chose. she says, (in her nice shrieky voice) "BUBBLES" hmm i say, and ask "well what sort of bubbles," (maybe its just me, but i think there are lots of different kinds of bubbles) and her reply is, "well, bubbles have only been around since the 17th century." (this is a real qoute, no joke.) so i again ask, "what type of bubbles, like soap and water or ect..." Yes she says, end conversation.

so being a little peived in the first place with her, i ignore her usual idiotic comments, until she says (now this is number two (2) so pay attention all you), "the black people in my class are so irritating, like o my god, this one kid didnt even know what a vegan was." now it could be just me (doubt it) but i dont think that being a vegan is very high up on a kids list while growing up in the ghetto (which she said he was from, not an assumption). so i ask her about why she thinks it would be important for him to know that and she states; "no like, you dont get it, like this kid cant even get over his own stuff to learn about other cultures." at this point i have a very blank stare (a "oh holy shit", if you will) and we have a very heated conversation about it, ending with me saying something along the lines "you cant even open your eyes enough to see that maybe what you and paris think are important may not be relivant in "real life."" after that it got awkward (did you ever notice that word looks what it means) i grabbed my wine, and left, but not without telling the girl i felt she was not very smart. and that she looked like a gap add.
my night,
charlie.

i wont get into it

today is bad. bad bad bad. big fire. i am being evacuated. smells bad... sorta getting a headache. i need the facilities! but this is really the least of my problems. the sign reads "char broiled"

update: the lab was filling with fumes. we had to go. talked to Shaun today. studio project not finished due to procrastination/evacuation/bad exposures on chromes under bad lights with the stupid 4x5. anthropology of communication test tomarow still on... although i don't have the notes because of my lack of powerpoint and aforementioned evacuation...

but if this dosnt make you laugh (or weep at the loss of another sullivan design, not to mention one in chicagos old vice district, and landmark... you know, the old, ever empty, charhouse building). classes were canceled in two columbia buildings, none for me though.

so i was wondering when the next condo association meeting was.

today i got to sleep in past 8 for the first time since sometime last week. woke up to patrick rios the senior on the phone at about 10. he told me i was just like pat sleeping so late all the time (in a niceish way).

last night
graham: "are you well or like a child wandering into the middle of a movie."
geoff:"jesus. affirmative to the latter."

trying to clean. instead of...
(longish list of "action words", mostly ironic, some very seriouse (in a cryptic ambiguous sort of way).

cunchy mcquoteables

i saw these quotes posted around the art building today, all done by my graphics teacher.


"everything that i say is a quote" artist

"sorry no time for art today, im going for a walk" artist

"sorry no art today! im going to take a nap" artist

to which my proffesor replied,

geoffrey,
best wishes.

(name of educator)
(list of acedemic tasks achieved in order of importance..."ranging from very berry super epicly important" to "nominally important, but be sure that you do worse every day."

dont sleep on lunestra (hope fully appropriate)

so tonight i went to joliet for a drawing class, i met three kids there last week that were very cool. so i went to steak and shake with them again tonight, very interesting artists, and quite talented. but to the point, thats what you want.
one of the kids gave me lunestra (sleeping pill) and said not to fall asleep, and somethings will happen. so far hear is a time line of what is happening.

1:01 took lunestra

1:10 stood up, felt a little body buzz, a bit groggy, little stomach irritaion.

1:15 feeling more out of it, like no sleep for days, light or heavy headed, cant tell.

1:26 no to much happening, if anything (said it hits in 20-30 min)

1:27 got up, legs were weak, like drunk.

1:42 minmal visuals, movement, words shifting a little, nothing intense

1:59 definite visuals only in objects with patterns or repitition, like the colonial peice, word move up and down and side to side, rearrang kinda.

2:28 looked down at my sweater, and it appeard to be crawling.

3:00 nothing really, not even tired, maybe it will kick in again, but i dont know,

3:50 feeling a little sleep deprivation, causing objects to appear as if they are moving, cant really concentrate on words or typing, hopefully its getting more intense, my head feels heavy and same with my whole body.

so my reasearch shows me that, it does work a little, but may need to try more next time so see for sure, also shows that those damn drug companies are putting out sleeping pills that arnt going to make you fall asleep.

someone check me for doubles.

noun
broken diaphram
hiccup
folicle
cloth flower
refreshment
stonewall... i mean, stone wall

parts of speech.

it's a CIARD Project, called: List Everything Here:

LIST EVERYTHING HERE

we'll have an exhaustive list of everything there is.
and i'll paint it.
then we will have a visual inventory.

Update octobuary monteenth.

so were going with CIARD.org this time. it should be up (probebly old version at first) by next week if everything is on schedual with payment... and anticipated technical diffuculties. ciard music will be able to share with less diffuculty and/or redundency.

fixing up packet for grant writer (of megna fame) this weekend (holy fucking school)... planning on ordering new stickers as well.

parts of pieces of people is playing on the 27th in dekalb. The show is supposed to start at 8:00 pm at Java 101,
901 Lucinda Ave, DeKalb, IL. Cost is free.

Model UN
POP OP
Maribelle

fox news at the immigration rally.
they must be cooking up some heartwarming human interest story again. you can tell by the look on his face.

"all you need is a little bit of booze and some stupid thing to do and it'll be a good night"

quote tony bragg


enter, mattress surfing.
note the "oh shit, i am about to eat shit" form and technique right after the surfer loses the frisbee from underfoot.

"yo" "dude" "seriously"

i bought a phone card. in the comments section tell me what time and day you want me to call you. (this applies to anyone) keep in mind the time zone im in is like 7 hours ahead of us central. (i think).

kitchen petters

bottom to top
1)kitchen petters
2)feeble falcon
3)4th floor outreach
4)i ate a(n)
5)infinity sink

twenty minuts

as in, talk like video games.

remember whistling in the dark? you might not... if you have had your phone for long enough.

this is studio photography. or more open letters.

my favorite plugins are mom and uke... but feel free apply your own settings. spelling is not an issue...ehem

notes and a conversation... keepm guessin.

today i vomited at school, then passed out in common space in the basement of 600 michigan. i woke up to two guys intalling a tv directly above my head... went to class... justified my existance... crit banter... etc.

this is from my note book from the last 2 or 3 days.

"reveals aspects of...
1)how i would like to be seen
2)how the photographer sees me
3)as a charactor

how i would like to be seen...
-a cut above
while my teamates spend thier evenings sniffing coke off of eachothers flexing yet atrophied stomaches (egos), i can always be found in my study sweating out another dream based on a true story. as the line blurs between self perception and the reality of ones self (crossed out) it becomes easier to love and be loved. it is also the definitve picture of a real live pshychopath. and... you know you hate yourself today, just like yesterday.
this is studio photography.

reasons why my new favorite flavors are...
1)baby
2)old person
3)swirl"

so this guy didnt under stand my backpack. i explained that it was a sort of hybrid. like a half man half reptile. he asked if i like the reptile part or the man part more, to which i replied..."in the context of the swirl they are not mutually exlusive. i like the swirl more than i like either man or lizard. when you get a swirl, do you get it because you like vannilla more than chocolate? no. it is because you like the swirl."
he stated that he liked chocolate more than vanilla so he never, in fact, orders the swirl... he trailed off, the group of students and faculty that had crowded around noted the thoughtfull pause, and then..."ohhhh..."

Soy importante

Nothing like beating a dead horse. You should be ashamed, 'stache-rson, hang your head...HANG IT!!! or just do what you want. It's all any of us can do...

WE REPRESENT....

geez, im gone for a few days and now this site gets hits for "KIDDY PORN" keyword searches. As members of CIARD, (once again,) WE REPRESENT OURSELVES TO THE WORLD

the chicago institute for advanced research and discussion

this is not helping on our bid for federal aid for the chicago institute for advanced research and discussion CHILDRENS MUSEUM... but far be it from me to...


do what i tell you to or do what you want.
ps plagiarism will not be tolorated.

Rep. Foleys im with underage boy. Maf54 is his sn

the folowing is an excerpt from a conversation that congressmen Mark Foley had with an underage teen. Mark Foley was best known as a champion protector of children. he was Chaeirmen of the missing and exploited children's caucus, he was the direct sponser of at leas 15 different bills aimed at protection young people from harm. how fucked up is that. the whole converstion is on abcnews.go.com its soooo crazy. and right when all this came out today, he checked himself into rehab for alcohol, this fuck is trying to say that instead of being a pediphile, he is just a drunk.





Maf54 (7:46:33 PM): did any girl give you a haand job this weekend

Xxxxxxxxx (7:46:38 PM): lol no

Xxxxxxxxx (7:46:40 PM): im single right now

Xxxxxxxxx (7:46:57 PM): my last gf and i broke up a few weeks agi

Maf54 (7:47:11 PM): are you

Maf54 (7:47:11 PM): good so your getting horny

Xxxxxxxxx (7:47:29 PM): lol…a bit

Maf54 (7:48:00 PM): did you spank it this weekend yourself

Xxxxxxxxx (7:48:04 PM): no

Xxxxxxxxx (7:48:16 PM): been too tired and too busy

Maf54 (7:48:33 PM): wow…

Maf54 (7:48:34 PM): i am never to busy haha

Xxxxxxxxx (7:48:51 PM): haha

Maf54 (7:50:02 PM): or tired..helps me sleep

Xxxxxxxxx (7:50:15 PM): thats true

Xxxxxxxxx (7:50:36 PM):havent been having a problem with sleep though.. i just walk in the door and collapse well at least this weekend

Maf54 (7:50:56 PM): i am sure

Xxxxxxxxx (7:50:57 PM): i dont do it very often normally though

Maf54 (7:51:11 PM): why not

Maf54 (7:51:22 PM): at your age seems like it would be daily

Xxxxxxxxx (7:51:57 PM): not me

Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:01 PM): im not a horn dog

Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:07 PM): maybe 2 or 3 times a week

Maf54 (7:52:20 PM): thats a good number

Maf54 (7:52:27 PM): in the shower

Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:36 PM): actually usually i dont do it in the shower

Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:42 PM): just cause i shower in the morning
Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:47 PM): and quickly

Maf54 (7:52:50 PM): in the bed

Xxxxxxxxx (7:52:59 PM): i get up at 530 and am outta the house by 610

Xxxxxxxxx (7:53:03 PM): eh ya

Maf54 (7:53:24 PM): on your back

Xxxxxxxxx (7:53:30 PM): no face down

Maf54 (7:53:32 PM): love details

Xxxxxxxxx (7:53:34 PM): lol

Xxxxxxxxx (7:53:36 PM): i see that

Xxxxxxxxx (7:53:37 PM): lol

Maf54 (7:53:39 PM): really

Maf54 (7:53:54 PM): do you really do it face down

Xxxxxxxxx (7:54:03 PM): ya

Maf54 (7:54:13 PM): kneeling

Xxxxxxxxx (7:54:31 PM): well i dont use my hand…i use the bed itself

Maf54 (7:54:31 PM): where do you unload it

Xxxxxxxxx (7:54:36 PM): towel

Maf54 (7:54:43 PM): really

Maf54 (7:55:02 PM): completely naked?

Xxxxxxxxx (7:55:12 PM): well ya

Maf54 (7:55:21 PM): very nice

Xxxxxxxxx (7:55:24 PM): lol

Maf54 (7:55:51 PM): cute butt bouncing in the air

a letter from Bucharest

this is a letter i found in a magazine with an article on child prostitution. it is now posted on the wall directly in front of you when you walk in.

dear (blank),
Hi. My name is Vashti. I'm 12 years old. i wanted to be there for you photoshoot, but i had to work. i suck old men's cocks to get money to live. It's good work if you can get it here in Bucharest. I've been sucking men's cocks now for a very long time. I think i'm really good at it. Sometimes they even tip me. Once this old man from London even gave me a 2 pound coin. He thought because he made me bleed it would make me feel better. It did. I didn't tell him it happened all the time from the wounds on my pussy. It was so shiny, that coin. I'm saving money now because i probably only got another couple more years left in this world, then i will be too old. I've seen it with my older friends. Nobody wants them anymore because they're already 16. Once i you turn 16 or so, they start to only want to do it in your ass. It costs more but it hurts a lot too. I asked you (blank), you're so pretty, how much a camera would cost me if i wanted to take pictures for a living. I would have to stop eating, or at least buying food, and suck old penis for 47 days before buying a normal camera. (blank), i really like your silver camera.
Good luck,
Vashti


what were you doing at 12 years old?

The Black Meat

for the past three nights i have had a bag of catnip in my pocket, dispersing it every chance i get to each cat. i want them to get high as we do. see if maybe we can get on the same level. after a while they just sleep and refuse any more offers, but they have been more social now, maybe they have grown an addiction
and i am one they know has had it
yet a new experiment begins
mybe they can grow a dependency on it. i wouldnt do that to them, but it seems like they know when to come and get me.
crack head cats
imagine them
needing and wanting
withdrawl inevitable.
maude has taken after divince
learning
new traits
learning baisic skills
its good to see.

like just walking away... reappearing whenever i please.

dear ___,
i gave up on everything i didnt want to do again just now. see you tomarrow.
love,
_____
p.s. getting pretty good at _______.