soINSANE (to me) (how about you alex/all?)
| DoMyStuff.com | |
Though the march of online progress has made it a snap to buy things and hump strangers, you’re still stuck with taking out the trash and other mundane tasks. Or are you? DoMyStuff.com.
Just getting rolling in New York, DMS is a Craigslist-inspired site devoted exclusively to helping people find suckers to do their chores for them. The basics: You input your location, then describe the legal (or seemingly legal) job you want done, then kick back with a cool beer as other, more desperate users bid on the project. Most posters request everyday drudgeries like dry-cleaning pickup, data entry, even researching apartment rentals. Some posters request The Awesome:
“Attend company dinner with me”
“Transcribe my diary tapes”
“Event planner needed for bachelorette party”
“Teach me to be spiritual”
“Teach me to pick up women”
“Ear cleaning”
and the classic:
“Need art for wargame engine”
To prevent swindling, DMS has a ratings system for users, but it won’t be effective until they get more members. So to engender intra-party trust, they’ve added an escrow option: you put down a good-faith deposit, to be released to your errand boy only after he’s found you the cheapest Mac Mini on the Internet. And a stranger to hump.
Find someone to do your stuff
ha alex
that made me laugh.
i will type about midlifecrisisasap
2 am in queens. just ate thai food. listening to au revoir simone. filling out a spreadsheet with contact information about who exacty cares about the environmen, or human rights, in the biggest 100 COMPANIES in the WORLD. so i can call them. next week. to talk about that. yikes.thatsmyjobnow.
(a secret of mine.)
(ebay.com, click on “everything else” click on “show all catagories” click on “mature audiences”. verify age. … oh now it is EGAY. )
this is tasteless- the name of the misson , and the misson itself.
‘Operation Return to Sender’
look at what our wonderful government is doing about the immigration “problem”:
http://www.democracynow.org/article.pl?sid=07/04/27/140200
oh, and alex, just so you dont get mad at me for writing a sad thing on a friday night,,,, i love east coast in the spring, too. best thing in the world. really, cant think of anything better.
aaamazing photo… though (&the end of the world)
a wee head-shot-esque- not that there is anything wrong with that, but, you know, in “my line of work” i see quite a few of that close up shot a lot. i get, well numb.
been thinking of you, us, everything, life, london, sun sun sun.
i LOVE spring in the east coast.
one day it was so hot here out of no where, and it was sunny and the sun burned my arms as i drove around with the windows down and i played rusted root and i was LITERALLY SERIOUSLY with all my mind and soul not here, NO. i was in philadelphia, getting in my old ford tauras sophomore year with people like coleen, noelle, rulon, colin (some were at my/our party at your place more recently)… we were driving down broad in the hot heat singing and high and happy and finding parking by rittenhouse and laying in the grass with a bong. oh HA!
no la is always warm.. but it changes.. and when its 65 degrees, people say, ITS FREEZING. but i say “no its not” and they say “i know”
but today was my first day off work… work is done, project wrapped, laid off, unemployment, ALL THAT! and coworkers and i and friends celebrated on the beach.. lunch at a restaurant you are in the SAND. and wonderful laughter and sun and oil on my back. and trashy magazines and sour patch kids. OH LOVE!
no i see what its like in freedom of life again, whatever will i do with allllll thhiiisssss tttiiimmmeee…. NOTHING and EVERYTHING and WOOOOO!!!!
OH:
i was thinking of a question.
list off the top of your head the things you would put into a dufflebag sized suitcase if you knew there was most likely going to be some kind of terrorist or natural disaster and you had to leave the city, or go to a shelter, or even be trapped in your garage for who knows how long. i started to think, mine is really about HAPPINESS as opposed to safety and longevity. its all about making things be okay FOR NOW!
magazines
flashlights
books
junk food
cans of beans, lots
raw garlic
bottles of vodka
and gin
and anything
and wine wine wine – well diffle bag amount
and bottle openers
and pot
and lots of matches and lighters
cigarettes
journals
ipod, for whoever long it lasted
camera (in case)
whats yours????
EVERYONE. DO IT!!!
even if just in your head.
alex, how do
i keep missing you!? i didnt check my voicemail till like 10 mins ago. i never check that stuff. bad habit!
hope las vegas was grandiose for you!
new york city is a whole new city. spring came. almost summer, this weekend. people are out, in droves, in masses. i went to the park near my house, and it had turned into a day camp . a festival. a fair.
a hundred children playing 10 different little league games.
i loved it all and i actually got sunburnt and im going to start bikeriding this week, and now i feel like i have moved again, because this city is new again to me.
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my new job is awesome.
my new roomates are awesome.
this new city is awesome.
one of the new roomates works in an awesome bar, and i hang out there and get awesomely drunk, and meet some great people. i cant wait to bring you there! its an australlian bar, owned by sweet aussies.
life has been a fasttrack. photoshoots for $100 an hour, photo shoots on rooftops, photoshoots with really really talented guys from amsterdam who shoot for GQ constantly, and im there, and theres a client at his door, a real deal model and a company who has hired him to do this shoot, and his blackberry is going off along with his doorbell, and he says ‘they can wait, im having fun shooting with you’. aw gosh!
leave that shoot to go help tie a girl up for a bondage shoot with a photographer i have become friends with… drunk for too many days at a time, a week it feels, i somehow ended up at the office today, and now all is innocent again, for at least one more night,, bc im back in the office tomorrow. im eating popcorn at my boyfriends house. drinking mango juice. designing flyers for a reggae benefit concert that the organization i volunteer for is putting on. raising money to build a water pump in togo. my life is a mix of the most pure things in the world, and the most impure. though it amazing how close these things really are to each other.. ..
aw- happy you are happy-
awesome you have a video camera !
and yes to your party !
and heres an overheard in ny for you, while i make the last 10 mins of work go quicker:
Man on cell: Yeah, but then once you graduate from college it’s called alcoholism.
–West Village
call me aaaassssaaaappppppppppppppp
LOVE!
yes yes yes yes yes, yes, yes yes yes yes, yes
SUZY! good day. i couldn’t be more smiley today. why? JUST CAUSE OF EVERYTHING.
last night i was a little high and buzzed and thought, one of my favorite
things in life is __________ and i was ganna get on and write to you, but i fell asleep. and now, i don’t know WHAT it was. but it was somehting that made me happy.
its sunny here. this is where you should be.
i will drive to vegas this weekend to meet up with mom and step dad. i can only stand up to 48 hours there, and thats what ill do. most likely get mom to take me shopping and this time i need all things bed bath and beyond – sheets, pillows, stuff…
i got a tiny little miniDV camera and i guess now like everyone else my age in la with that and my mac, i am a film maker. HA. not really though – here is the crazy voyeristic plan of mine: the camera is so so small, literally the size of half (6 pack) egg carton. (im staring at one of those, so thats why i use it as a reference- cage free and brown, as well). anyway, this thing is so small it can be on and recording in my hand down by my side without much effort on my part or notice on others’ parts.
last night i filmed my 20 minute walk from my house to the nearest park and around the lake. and back. and to the coffee shop and ordering my americano (remember, im back on coffee.. SPAIN BABY!!!!)
this was my evening.
work is quiet and winding down. i was working crazy hours for a week or 2, and now its just plain and regular. we are wrapping the “pilot” about washington still with no title. next week i am DONE. im going on enumployement, maybe some free lance work, but more time to live life.. ..books, beaches, and airports… thats the total of my next 8 weeks!!!!!
love me.
hey… im throwing a big bday party may 12.. a saturday bday… on once every 7. (oh “time”) wanna fly out for just the weekend. YOU SHOULD!
can anyone who reads this blog tell that suzy (little me) has an office job again, by my amount of blogggging? :)
MICHAEL ALBERT: Capitalism is a horrific system. Capitalism is a system that breeds an environment in which dignity is robbed, in which people are out — nice guys finish last, in the words of a famous American baseball coach, or in my more aggressive formulation, garbage rises, meaning it’s a competitive environment in which you care about others, you suffer. If you violate others, you advance. It’s an environment in which there’s about 30 million poor people. There’s about seven million homeless people and seven million empty hotel rooms. There’s war, and so on.
hip/ster/s
ha-
alex i dont know if you read this stuff from our blog (our, aw little baby blog!) like i do, but i love seeing the seach engine stuf.
someone found us by looking for “sick of NYC hipsters”.
did i write that ? i doubt it…
but i like philly hipsters way way better, for sure!
alex, is it ‘oh, of course you like that’ of me to like this?
Andre Gide – “Be faithful to that which exists within yourself.”
ha. of course it is.
is has been gray here for three days. today is the first in the three ive left my house, and it was only bc i had an office desk i promised i would shackle myself to for payment.
i bet californias as sunny as ever, huh?
alexxxxxxxxxxxxxhelpxxxxxxxxxxx
: )
just kidding. no not that bad.
though i wish wish wish wish wish wish that you i could come to open the coffeeshop with you on brown st, or sit on my rooftop in brooklyn or your backyard in la AND talk talk talk talk sip on things to make our minds stop and *maybe* ingest a few things to make our head spin in new directions.
question: why do things seem so much dirtier, and apparent, in the daytime. daylight.
we had a party on sat. it could have been lovely if you were here. i left a few voicemails the Day After the Party saying ‘i wish you could have been here. i wish everyone i love could be in the same room.’ on jesse galle’s message i said ‘ that what alex and i always get off on. thinking about all the people we love in the same room’ : )
sooooooooooooooooon
i will buy a house somewhere warm and fun. and we will have weeklong parties. yes.
cannotwait.
how was nevada?
oh, jesse’s benefit thing was this past thursday. it was fun. getting drunk in a fancy place for a good cause= fun.
remember you took all those pictures of me there, and presented them to your photography class and they said ‘these are good, but might be better without the model.’
ha.
LOVE YOU call me soon.
afterthe phone went dead, suzy, i finished my smoke (yes i have a new level of “smoker” i smoke about 1-1.5 of a cigarette each evening, skipping some and adding to others and the cigarettes live in my bedside drawer with all the other “bad things” people keep in nightstands.. so anyway.. IM NOT A SMOKER), then i poured some wine.. put away my laundry.. played with the cat, turned all the lights off, peed, and now im on the laptop for just a moment and im SUPER happy that as of 2morrow i am OFF and OFF means no computer, no cell phone.. until monday morning.. ill be in the mountains of nevada and ill be without much time or interest in email or cellphones and it will be what LIFE IS. like me in spain.. (actually in spain i will probably spend a lot of free time in internet cafes writing emails, but there is something to be said about being in touch with people on email whic etraveling abroad.).
ah. sigh. so tell me is dennis would take 5 moments to read an email from me about this “politics in DC SITCOM” and think of some titles.
HEY, WHO SAID “NO” to my blog? WHOWHO???
good evening and peace to you this night suzy, enjoy the wknd. i LOVED your statement about easter/xmas (read: “god”) not at all a priority to our generation, but also the only “family time” we get. and thank “god” for THAT because any more family time – i might go insane. or religious… oh, wait.. SAME THING.
good night,
til next week,
* %^&$# FFGSBTYWARVATBRY dtyvtystvatvy
