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More About Jason
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Occupation:
coordinator
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Hobbies and Interests:
noise, paranoid information structures, anomie, subterranean technologies, succulents, fine tequila, gnosticism, pirate utopias, palimpsests and other decayed memories, molecularity, hot tamales, long walks on the beach
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Favorite Books:
A Thousand Plateaus, Oblique Strategies, Passport to Magonia, Une Semaine de Bonte, Invisible Cities, the sacred texts of heretical Mormonism and Islam.
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Favorite Music:
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Favorite TV Shows:
Philo T Farnsworth spent the last 30 years of his life on a device -- the Farnsworth Fusor -- which was supposedly capable of producing sustained fusion reactions for up to ten minutes. For obvious reasons, this will never be discussed on television.
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Testimonials and Comments for Jason
Acephalic Secret Society in the
inconspicuous confines of an art
institution. Let the beheadings begin!
didn't even have to. It would
embarrass us all if we had to
accurately represent the investments
we've made in, the debts owed to, the
souls blissfully shamed in bondage
through...this man/receipt/questform. (As
evidenced by Lyle's testimonial
below.) A wielder at heart. Packaged
innovation. Wheely. May the market
correspond to his syzygy.
mamerto no confia en sus pantallas como ojos
de cerdo muerto, cerdos electronicos, cerdos
roboticos que se comen a los bebes a
animales pequenos y estupidos. es por eso
que soy amigos con este wey. ya veran,
llegara el dia en que las maquinas
conquistaran el mundo, y cuando esten, los
ejercitos de plastico y metal, convirtiendo
nuestros abuelitos en galletas, estare yo, a la
par de este cabron, y sere esclavo de los reyes
computadoras, pero vivire, y siempre sere
mamerto.
power. Timid MFA students all tremble to
themselves and give each other wary
glances everytime his thunderous footsteps
are heard echoing down the hall. Just when
we think the coast is clear, that is, the
aforementioned harrowingly threatened
MFA students, we find bizarre and heretical
Mormonish and Islamic-esque trinkets, not
unlike the purposeful gris-gris of Voodoo,
laying in some kind of diabolical
arrangement outside the door to the Lab.
Watch your step is all I'm saying.
blinking eyes is not unlike the glow
from the teeth of an electrocuted
axe-murderess.
breaks loose and the entire world comes
under the control of the one guy on top of a
mountain in the middle of nowhere at the
helm of huge megacomputers which let you
eat and have water and probably even sex
you better hope you are on jbrown's good
side cause he's gonna be that guy.