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Pecha Kucha Night

Give an artist a pencil and he’ll draw you his life, give him a paint brush and he’ll color you his world, but give him power point and twenty seconds and he’ll blow your mind!! That’s all Pecha Kucha is about, mind blowing art transforming emotions in to real life experiences. Pecha Kucha Night is the gathering of all artistically driven individuals sharing their thought, experiences and life through twenty slides in just twenty seconds.

Why twenty slides in twenty seconds?? Its all about being compact and precise, no one wants to hear anyone rant about anything, so while we keep things short and sweet, its all about indulging yourself in a kaleidoscope of art music and all sorts of earthly pleasures life has to offer on a simply seductive Sunday evening.

Be you musician, poet dramatist or artist come by the dozen or thousand and let the mysteries and wonders of another world draw you into a cocoon of pure pleasure.

Want more? visit: Pecha Kucha

thoughts at an interview…

stop it!!!! seriously!! enough!!!! whoops.. well sorry about that, the irritating voices in my head have as usual taken over and are running amok ruining a completely good moment.. I’m sure everyone goes through it.. well I hope at least, or else that would mean giving everyone to dispatch me in to a loony bin.. coming back to the voices which interrupt a perfectly good moment like my first interview, well while the rational part of my brain says come up with impressive answers that make you sound semi-human, the other overrides it with a smashing hit of Olivia, shrieking at the top of her lungs “LETS GET PHYSICAL!! PHYSICAL!!” sigh….

and as far as impressive introductions go.. the spice girls make a comeback with their not so impressive hit ” STOP RIGHT NOW! THANK YOU VERY MUCH, I NEED SOMEBODY WITH A HUMAN TOUCH!!”

much like the time I was caught in the principals office for a minor misdemeanor and all I could come up with while trying to string together an excuse was “SEX BOMB SEX BOMB!! YOU’RE A SEX BOMB” to the higher authorities who were far away form that as possible.

and as i subtly try to control the muscles in faces from distorting, I notice its time to go!!!

at least the job is mine… I hope.. well that’s what I got from polite laughter I received from one of my many not so funny jokes..

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