|By Mr_Rabid on Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 09:46 pm: Edit|
That's my wet dream too.
But that would involve a system where the artist or writer didn't need to be paid in order to survive. And that isn't the system we have.
If they give Marc any shit about this, I say we begin to use their logo in extremely unflattering ways. It would be fun.
The web is an obvious choice, but some billboardage would be good too. A quick climb, some glue and a strip of paper in thier font on one of their billboards.
"Budwieser- because your beergut isn't big enough!"
A picture of a dead kid beside the road, smashed bicycle- "Budwieser- the driver didn't feel a thing!"
You get the idea.
Rtmark would probably be a good place to post for volunteers if it comes to that. That's where a lot of us who were in the Toywar heard about it.
And we won the fucking Toywar.
|By Bob_Chong on Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 08:39 pm: Edit|
Could have asked? Fuck that. How about, should have paid?
Or maybe AB is now a socialist company, and art therefore cannot be owned? Vive la Napster! Viva la Budweiser! Death to intellectual property! 2+2=5! Hobgoblin's wet dream has come true!
|By Head_Prosthesis on Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 08:30 pm: Edit|
Fuck 'em up Marc.
|By Mr_Rabid on Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 08:30 pm: Edit|
Do it. Seriously. They could have asked.
|By Marccampbell on Tuesday, December 18, 2001 - 08:25 pm: Edit|
I just saw the ad you are referring to. It does sound like my song. I think I'll sue the bastards.
|By Head_Prosthesis on Friday, December 14, 2001 - 09:05 pm: Edit|
Didja know that Budweiser is running a designated driver radio ad that is a song sounding extremely similar to the Nails 88 lines...?
|By Zman7 on Friday, December 14, 2001 - 08:56 pm: Edit|
Something on my computer must have messed up. I never saw this thread until today, and I am an avid forum reader. It would have been great to have met you all, but it wasn't in the cards at this time. However....I had a great time in Vegas, it was my first time so I was blown away by the sheer extravagance of it all. My posse did however set a new world's record for imbibing the green....
I now know the secret to coming out a winner in Vegas. Only gamble when the green fairy is coursing through your veins. Besides, I stocked up on etOH.
|By Marccampbell on Wednesday, December 12, 2001 - 02:29 am: Edit|
correction: and crack the sky!
|By Marccampbell on Wednesday, December 12, 2001 - 02:18 am: Edit|
I feel there is a general malaise in the forum. The technical problems coupled with world affairs and the Vegas non-gathering may have thrown us all into a collective funk. Well, its time to elevate the vibe, reconnect to each other and move upward and inward. I love you all and miss the old days when we'd fuck as hard as we'd fight. Let's break the dark spell and the crack the sky!
|By Marccampbell on Wednesday, December 12, 2001 - 02:04 am: Edit|
I wish the Vegas gathering had materialized in the way we all hoped it might. The Seattle group made the trek and yet I never connected with them.
Blackjack and I spent a couple of evenings together, but, never shared a sip of the green stuff. I feel responsible for not being the life of the party and yet on the other hand resent the fact that my fellow absinthe forumites failed
to give me adequate support on this event. I made it clear that I was not in the best frame of mind to host the event. I have been consumed with the harsh realities of running a business in a fucking ghost town. I made it clear that I would be unable to be the Martha Stewart of absinthe party promoters. The Seattle crew showed up and I feel I let them down (my apologies to Mark and Greendawg ). Jack appeared in his black leather,
crimson hair and sweet smile and I did my best to be a friend at a time in which I was in the midst
of intense suffering. Jack's gentle soul had a healing effect on me and I love him for it.
Dr. O sent some elixir that none of us had a chance to share. The bottle is in my cupboard awaiting another opportunity for a communal imbibing. Thanks Dr. O.
In the future, let's try to make these events
actually materialize in ways that no one has to
apologize in the way that I am doing now.
Blackjack, Mark, Greendawg,
sorry I wasn't the wizard I'd like to have been.
The next round is on me.
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