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The Cupcake
(Left to Right, like us Westerner's do—the nose of M. Ritchey, Andrew Peterson, Rebecca Carlisle-Healy's torso, me untamed, Fiona Garlich, Mike Merrill)Before I begin, i would like to acknowledge the fact that i desperately need a haircut. I am aware of this. I know what i am doing to myself. and as I lay here on my premature deathbed, nothing stands out in my mind as a greater hurdle in the way of my current bid for fame quite as much as the current state of my once beautifully over-managed mane. Haunted by the a list of once great celebrities who have fallen at the hands of follicle neglect, i realize that I am but one haircut away from reaching my full star-studded potential.
but enough about that—to the matter at hand.

the maiden voyage of "the Cupcake Presents" went over without a hitch this past saturday, in the form of a private presentation by madame Julianne Shepherd (a woman of some local and national notoriety) of her EMP Pop Conference essay tentatively entitled "RG on the Radio: Post Riot Grrrl Feminism Starts with Christina Aguilera." the presentation, lasting all but twenty-two minutes, prompted an involved discussion of Feminism today amongst the small assortment of attendees (among them such esteemed panelists as M. Ritchey, Andrew Peterson, J. John Afryl, K. Mike Merrill, Azure Akamay, Fiona Garlich, and roommates Rebecca Carlisle-Healy and Jona Bechtolt). Though intellectualism is rarely synonymous with fame of any kind, the afternoon did clearly illustrate that the Cupcake's potential to serve the members of Let's Get Famous as a viable body for further personal propagation—a formal headquarters of Fame's achievement.
The Cupcake is home away from home for team LGF—a workspace, a private venue, a sleeping quarters, and, most importantly, our silent fourth member. The Cupcake's notoriety is directly proportional to our own, and thus will serve as just another tool in our skyward trajectory.
Taking its name from the self-evident hue of frosted pink and white, the Cupcake is to be an epicenter of fame-based energies in the months to come. Due to the limitations of its lease, the Cupcake is mostly a private affair (recognized by its members as "top shelf" and "exclusive"), but will be home to some semi-public events in the near future; in the works thus far are interactive film screenings on our enormous projection screen, competitive eating contests, game shows, elaborate grifts, and other assorted "lectures." Get Highbrow.

Comments
I'd love to....but...I'm...low...class....
ie wrestling and frozen pizzas
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Posted by: Steve at April 12, 2004 7:15 PM
I will take your compliments, but fear that I cannot validate your requests at this time.
Posted by: zac at April 12, 2004 7:41 PM
Why do I look so weird?
Posted by: Mr. Petereson at April 12, 2004 8:53 PM
I had surgery.
Posted by: Mr. Petereson at April 12, 2004 8:54 PM
admirable blog.
Posted by: beard at April 14, 2004 11:46 AM
Oh wow. Nice journal entry!
Zac, you are amazing.
Posted by: crazy lacey at April 15, 2004 12:14 PM
I have so much to say about this, but mostly I just want to secure a position in any future eating contests. I am really fucking good at them.
And, I want to see your hair in a ponytail. Also I want to compliment the artist on his rendering, and Carmen Electra on her eyes. That is all!
Posted by: Carleen at April 12, 2004 7:12 PM