overhaul / undertow

Friday, May 27, 2005







THE GIGSVILLE SPEAKEASY BALL
~by invitation only~
June 4, 2005
7 pm: doors open & medicinal elixirs* served
8 pm: show begins

A BENEFIT FOR A SWELL CAUSE!!!
::STRIPPING, SCRAPPING, AND SWANKY SWILL::

~Bring clams, baby, or dames, bring your sugar daddy! You'll be tippin' the hoofers! Those are some hot tomatoes!
~Ritzy rags encouraged--this'll be one hoppin' joint!

NO ADMITTANCE UNLESS YOU ARE ON OUR LIST!
It IS a Speakeasy, after all. Ya gotta know someone, kid!
And since we're havin' signups for burlesque and wrestling, we would prefer to not have thie event be open to just anyone--so bring pals if you'd like, but, uh, make sure you know them.

TO GET ON THE LIST, SEE INSTRUCTIONS BELOW.

Buy Your Speakeasy Ball Tickets NOW!

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This is a custom tailored message Just For You.

You may or may not know, but Gigsville is doing a fundraiser for a very fantastic and wonderful and never-before-attempted and yet also still undisclosed art project for Burning Man 2005! If you want to know more about this project, please email me at danielle_1(at)main-streets.com and I will either fill you in or ignore your email, depending on how swamped I am at work.

Regardless! You should support this art project, whether or not you know what it is! Because Gigsville loves it! And YOU love it!!

Our fundraiser, the Speakeasy Ball, will feature 1920s style wrestling, dancing, music, gambling, and, of course, a peep show! yummy! It will take place on June 4th at the Labs of Theory in the year of our lord, 2005.

This event is NOT TO BE MISSED, but you may miss it if you wait to get tickets!

Tickets are only available through pre-sale for $5 and to people who are on the RSVP list for $7 at the door. Buy your ticket today and SAVE! And also, the event will comply with fire codes and
stuff, so there are a limited number of people who can fit in the Labs! Reserve your place in HISTORY!

To buy a pre-sale ticket, Paypal $5 per person to uberman(at)ant-life.com (or uber-@ant-life.com) and include the names of who you will be bringing in the comments area.

To get on the RSVP list, email uberman(at)ant-life.com (or uber-@ant-life.com) and let me know how many people you'll be bringing and their names. Expect to pony up $7 per person at the door.

YOU MUST EITHER BUY A PRESALE TICKET OR BE ON THE RSVP LIST TO GAIN ADMITTANCE TO THE SPEAKEASY.

This is a PRIVATE event. Bring only people whom you know, please. Bring all your friends, family, and "amorous companions," but make sure they're on some sort of list!

Bring money for the dancers, the wrestlers, the gambling, the food, and the drinks! All in the name of art!

And if you want to donate money to the Art Project Fund, you can paypal uberman(at)ant-life.com in any fancy schmancy amount you want! Oh, and if you want to wrestle, dance, bartend, etc for the fundraiser, please email me at danielle_1(at)main-streets.com

Thanks for your support and patience!

Love,
Ms. Norma Leigh
Professional Wrestler and Dancer (now)

"Oh ye of little faith. We are, after all, professionals."
-- Hunter S. Thompson, September 3, 2002

Thursday, May 26, 2005




Today my fish died, I had all sorts of scheduling hell for a procedure to remove some funky cells from my womanly parts, I was late for work, I found out I have a job interview next Friday--the day before I throw the Speakeasy Ball with Normal--my paycheck is late, my boyfriend is out of town, aaack.

Some of these things are good, some are bad, some neutral, but I'm overwhelmed and freaking out.

Monday, May 23, 2005



Sorry the spacing is all fucked up in this. I can't find the html in the coding for this that regulates the spacing/padding of the table below...well, I can, but I can't seem to pinpoint the code that affects the annoyingly huge spaces. Sorry.






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Link: The 4-Variable IQ Test written by chriscoyne on Ok Cupid

Thursday, May 19, 2005




...Gigsville and TheoryLabs Presents...


The Speakeasy Ball!

When: June 4th, 8pm

Where: TheoryLabs, in the Brewery

Why: to raise funds for Gigsville's Uberman Project

What: a 1920's Speakeasy--ya gotta be on tha list, mister! Broads, booze, burlesque, betting, and brawling (yes, we will have wrestling)...all fer a swell cause!

Email me if you want on the list. Cost is THE ENORMOUSLY LOW PRICE of five clams.


Wednesday, May 04, 2005




Is it just a function of living in a metropolis, that the 3:00 a.m. sky is yellowish or a weird luminescent shade of burgundy?

It's ~almost~ a normal shade at the very uppermost part of the dome, and you can see stars there, a very few, but as you look down towards the horizon, or even the middle ranges, the sky's edges seem to be thinning, diffusing into this unhealthy, vaguely nuclear glow.

That just doesn't seem right. I always find myself wondering, if the Chumash Indians who used to live in this area were plunked right down in the midst of what their land has become, just HOW much they'd freak the fuck out.