Antiviolence.
In just a few hours this thing begins here, in my face. It’s such a strange pensiveness, what will be surely just a few hours before the 8o’clock door opening. I guess you could view it as the "calm before the storm, but I’m ironically serene about the whole thing. Maybe I just like being part of big projects, being able to say how great it is and still remain humble since it wasn’t my brainchild. I am unendingly proud of Sam for doing this… I’m sure I’ve only seen a sliver of the toll this labor of love has taken on him… I called him earlier today, he was napping… he sounded like shit, but maybe it was just sleep grogginess. I buy lottery tickets with him in mind… I have this little daydream of financially setting those I love free to pursue happiness… Not give them everything, mind you, but the resources to make anything happen, to make things like this benefit something we can pour ourselves into without running ragged. Freelance Philanthropy if you will…
I hope we see you tonite. Bring some friends and get some goodie bags and raffle tickets.
