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jackshoegazer ([personal profile] jackshoegazer) wrote2005-10-04 05:50 pm
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Dancing is for gypsies, not food!

Egads, I've been away!

Lately, it has been difficult to find the time to spend on LJ that I used to. I think most of it has been being away from my house for days at a time. If you miss my daily and poignant posts, you can blame the high gas prices.

I've also been trying to do two Halloween rave flyers at once, and just finally finished them today. Both of these flyers are for the same party. The idea, apparently, is that three production companies are throwing separate parties, booking their own talent, etc..., and they are throwing all three parties at the same place. Three raves for the price of one. So, here is the front and back of the Hellraver II:Bassbound flyer and here is the front and back of the Ecstatic Horror Techno Show. Enjoy!

Who all had a bad day today? Everyone else I've talked to has had the most terrible day. I've been doing what any sane person is supposed to do on a day like that. Stay in my pajamas and don't leave the house.

I will eventually read everyone's lovely posts from the past few days, but give me some time, you people write a lot :)

[identity profile] anubis75.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
The Halloween Raves sound awesome.

[identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com 2005-10-05 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Should be a good time :) Of course, I have to work, so I don't know if I'm going to go :P

[identity profile] choogy.livejournal.com 2005-10-05 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
it MUST have been something in the stars or the air today because it's been cuckoo nutsy here too!

[identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com 2005-10-05 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Preach on, sistah! It was odd as funk. Today is much better though. I really miss back in the stone-age when I didn't have to leave my cave if I was having "one of those days."

[identity profile] antarcticlust.livejournal.com 2005-10-06 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Agreed. I could have stayed in and pounded mammoth hide and worked on a new loincloth for you while you sat in front of the fire carving images of my breasts into ivory or some such.