i’m so amused…
you know the game ‘chinese whispers’?
wherein one person says something and it’s passed around between a bunch of people and by the time it reaches the last person it’s completely changed (purple monkey dishwater)?
a few weeks ago i went to a party on the roof of the gershwin hotel where someone had built a sauna. i went in the sauna for a little while and it was nice. then i put on my clothes and left. very simple.
then two weeks later the new york post ran a little gossip bit saying that i was staying at the gershwin hotel and that i had been running around naked on the roof.
then some uk on-line sites ran stories that i had built a sauna on my roof and i had been up there with friends, naked.
then some other sites ran stories that the police had been called to my house because of noise disturbances and found me and my friends on my roof, naked.
let’s see where the story goes now?
it’s really funny.
here’s my proposal for the continuation of the story…
i’ve built a sauna factory on my roof and i’m employing naked slave labourers to churn out shoddy, sub-par saunas that will be sold to plutocrats in the third world who will never find out that the saunas are shoddy cos it’s so hot in their countires anyway, but they want the saunas for some of that world renowned nordic prestige.
-moby