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OMG, She's ALIVE!!!!!

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 19:44:38 GMT

Yes, it's true, I'm alive and well and actually woah, posting a new entry here!

I never would have come back here probably until sometime in 2010 if Rob Firefly hadn't commented on the last post I did create here back in April.

A quick update on my current status-

I've been super, super busy between traveling to and exploring nearly every abandoned hospital in CT, moving last month, video shoots, photo shoots... It's been a LOT.

I never thought I'd join up with any social networking type websites, but Facebook has proven to be super useful and it pretty much has replaced this Livejournal account.

I won't close this account, because who knows, I may use it in the future. But for now, I don't really foresee myself using Livejournal again for an indefinite period of time.

So if you've got a Facebook account, and you wanna keep up with my latest adventures, artwork, videos, etc., go here: http://www.facebook.com/people/Doc-Daemon/100000363115446 and add me. :thumbsup:

Something monumental is on the brink, so here I am.

Mon, 20 Apr 2009 03:43:02 GMT

Basically, I'm just really freaking out. It's the kind of freak-out I get right before I embark on an explorative adventure.

I told myself I'd cover all the abandoned hospitals in CT first and it looks like I'm not going to be sticking to plan.

I'm going to be on the shoreline in the western part of the state for a few days coming up. I've been toying with making a venture to Fairfield Hills State Hospital since that would be the closest location near me but once I learned that the buildings have recently undergone the renovation process, it's put a damper on planning that visit for me. Renovation to me spells the clearing out of the very history I'd be going there to photograph and experience.

So this has led me to refocusing and this refocusing has taken me outside of CT.

It really doesn't matter, because New England seems to be littered with old, abandoned TB and psychiatric facilities. Perhaps the topic of my book will shift from the history of TB in CT to the history of TB in New England.

My next sights are set on New York. Then if all goes as I pray with that, I'll return my focus to CT.

And if I don't get into Norwich State Hospital soon, REALLY soon, I'm going to end up needing to be in one of those places. LOL

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 04:20:12 GMT

Wow, I'm rarely ever here. This is the first post I've put here for 2009. Damn.

Honestly, I'll probably be mostly a stranger here unless something monumental happens and I need to get it out, sort out my thoughts, put a marker down at this point in time for me to one day look back on.

I've been very, very consumed on deviantART and loving every moment of it.

But I've been bit by a bigger bug, and this one is making me see how an obsession can completely take hold of you and eat almost everything up. It's a good obsession though, and one that is to be expected from me. When this obsession reaches its peak and ruptures like a violent volcano, the molten rock that's going to pour is going to be oh so damn SWEET.

Urban exploration of abandoned hospitals and some other miscellaneous historic yet forgotten locations in my state has given me such a dryness in my mouth that can only be quenched by continuous searches for in-depth historical information of each location I've photographed.

I'm collecting all these resources and driving miles now adding up into the hundreds because I'm going to write a book about them.

This is going to be a very lengthy project, primarily in the research department. It's needless to say that I am totally, TOTALLY up for the challenge.

The book is going to be about the tuberculosis hospitals in Connecticut from the moment they opened as TB sanatoriums to the date they mysteriously all folded up within a year or so of each other after having been converted into mental health facilities and youth detention centers.

Then it hit me tonight, as I was thinking that the best source of information may be to talk to someone who worked in one of these facilities-

Anyone who once was a doctor, a nurse, even a janitor or a cook or what have you-

Anyone one of the people who once worked in any of the old TB hospitals here in the state back in the TB heyday is more than likely no longer living.

Oh noes!!!

Mon, 22 Dec 2008 03:07:53 GMT

Somebody please... Notify the authorities... Put up the crime scene tape... This poor, defenseless snow angel slain during the holiday season... So tragic. It's just too much to bear.

LMFAO

Bigger, Bloodier with 200% More Bad Ass!

Wed, 17 Dec 2008 20:33:25 GMT

It's back, it's bolder, it's in your face and it's bloodier and more bad ass than ever.

Chock full of terrifying imagery to satisfy the heartiest of blood thirst, Doctor Daemon's macabre art calendar is back for 2009.

On sale now through December 31st at deviantART.com, you can order yourself a copy of this handly little horrific collection for an extra 20% off the regular price.

Scare the crap out of your friends and co-workers. Sicken and offend your parents. You know you want one.

Click the image above or follow this link to order. After December 31st, this sucker won't be priced at the discounted awesomeness of $11.47!

I'll see you in my office (or on the wall in YOUR office) in '09!

SPREAD IT AROUND.

Tue, 16 Dec 2008 03:51:58 GMT

The latest, greatest, newest addition to LiveJournal: hospital_chow

I'd been saying it for a long time now, that I would create an account simply to show the endless number of photographic reasons why you should always have someone bring your meals from the outside should you end up inpatient in a hospital. Especially the one I am employed with.

After six years of staring at and serving this crap that I can't believe is classified as edible and safe food, I must share it. It's so worth it.

Enjoy! :D

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 05:24:45 GMT

Who hasn't done this while sitting in front of their computer? Not to this song, but any song.

Come on, you know you have.

I have. I've been doing it most of the time I've been sitting here writing my previous post.

I just haven't recorded it- yet.

End of the year phone dump

Mon, 15 Dec 2008 05:15:55 GMT

Yayness, it's time for an end of '08 cell phone dump!

I haven't posted a whole lot of anything here lately, so I've never really gone into all the pranks and jokes my co-workers and I pull at work. There's almost always photographic evidence of said amusements. Evidence like this:

Or even grosser with the sole intent to call out The Fecal Team™ (aka Environmental), this stunt was pulled in the womens' room in the main lobby:

No, it's NOT real!

Puree beef noodle soup creatively dumped into the can and smeared on the seat. My best, most effortless fake poo yet.

Spotted in a grocery store:

Right next to:

Convenience store:

Every time I go into 7-11 this picture of this kid who would be a dead ringer for Mike as a child if only he had blond hair keeps smiling at me. I think I'm going to ask Bernie if I can have the sign when they retire it. I hate this fucking picture so much I want to put it in the rear window of the car which now sits in the driveway untouched because it's sick...

I wonder if this is an actual photograph of a kid or some kind of artist's rendering. I'm trying to imagine what kid would give his permission for this photo to be taken and splattered in every convenience store in my state with that stupid grin and moustache... I'd be embarrassed.

The kid who made all the moolah, that's who! Hate him. lol

Holy crap, it's bigger than Mike!

And lastly:

Yup, I cut my hair. 12 inches of length removed and donated to Locks of Love. Go me. :D

InSoc Live at The Trocadero Theater, Philadelphia PA 01-05-08

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 07:28:35 GMT

I have no fucking clue where to begin. I think in the last entry I made about the show here, plans were as such that we were going to make our way to Philadelphia via train.

48 hours +/- prior to the show: Transportation plans change. Amtrak reservations are canceled because Mike decided it would be more fun and better on his legs to rent a car and drive ourselves to Philly. Weeee!!! Road trip!!

T-minus approximately 36 hours to January 5th: Transportation plans change- AGAIN. A 6-hour drive is a long drive. Cost is discussed. Vein health is discussed. All factors taken into consideration, and the next thing I know I'm in Mike's bedroom on expedia *sing* dot com!

NOW ENTER THE OBLIGATORY AIRPLANE PHOTO THAT NO ONE WANTS TO SEE BECAUSE ALMOST EVERYBODY HAS BEEN ON AN AIRPLANE AND DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT. *MEGA HUGE GRIN*

Yes, an airplane. Me. On an airplane. Me, who's never been on an airplane in her life. Me. ON A FUCKING AIRPLANE!!!!! I WAS ON AN AIRPLANEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You can imagine the level of my excitement. Through the friggin' roof. :D

So excited. So very farking EXCITED! Once I was done feeling claustrophobic inside the tiny, cramped little DC-10 plane for all of 2 seconds, I snapped a photo with my cell phone of Mike on the plane before take-off. :D

I took this inside Bradley International Airport. My favourite place, right next to our departure gate. Oh yeah. This rules. I also liked how we had to take off our shoes at the security check points. We kept saying stuff like, "Bare foot and buck-naked at the airport! YEAH!" LOL

I WAS ON AN AIRPLANE!!!!!!!!! Naturally, I demanded the window seat. :D It felt like being on a really tight bus. Until we started backing up then moving forward out to the runway...

Then the engines kicked in. I was grasping onto Mike's arm for dear life, insanely and retardedly silly at the same time. I leaned into him and said, "I suppose now would not be the right time to scream, 'OH MY GOD! WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!'" LOL

I freaked for about 3 seconds, then freaked for about another 3 seconds at the huge burst of speed during takeoff. After that, it was the most exhilarating ride of my life. Looking down at the world below, marveling at how I was in the air, and everything beneath me looked like Google maps. I almost wanted to cry at the miracle of flying. I was in the air. I was flying. Pink Floyd's 'Learning To Fly' ran through my head as we soared above the clouds and I watched the world below.

I love planes. Planes are GOOOOOOOOOOD. :D

We landed in Philadelphia approximately 1 hour and 8 minutes later. Took a cab to our hotel and arrived about an hour after we had landed at the airport. I was so excited, yet so exhausted. Trying to sleep the night before was so difficult from my excitement, and how I managed to sleep at all, I have no idea. I just kept telling myself: SLEEP! You don't want to be dead exhausted when you see INSOC!!!

Caught a quick, half-assed nap at the hotel. My friend Sue, who were meeting for the show, called needing help finding a place to park her van while we were sleeping. I guided her best I could with my map (Google maps!) then moments later, I'm still dead tired, but there I was, standing in the lobby of the hotel, meeting her in person. :D

Meeting Sue was awesome. I didn't feel like I was meeting a stranger; I felt like I was meeting an old friend. Mike joined us in the lobby, and from there we set out on foot to walk around Philadelphia and see the city.

Sue giving Ben Franklin a little kissie. LOL I still have to get the pictures from her of me posing with Ben, and me at Wendy's...

We saw the United States Mint, and the Liberty Bell!

These were all over almost every intersection in the city. This sign plain rules.

*Special relevant note! While we were walking around the city, I kept using the word 'soil' a lot. We walked past two hospitals, and I said, 'Oh, thank God there's a hospital in case I soil myself.' LOL The significance of this is soon to be revealed.

Went back to hotel and chilled for a bit before it was time to leave for the show. 7:30pm came and thus began the greatest night and concert of our lives.

INFORMATION SOCIETY LIVE AT THE TROCADERO THEATER, PHILADELPHIA, PA 01-05-08

Mike, Sue and I found the opening acts, ThouShaltNot and Cesium 137 to be insanely hilarious more than anything. Cesium's keyboard player was hysterical with his stage presence and arm motions. I think mostly we were laughing because we were so anxious, nervous, and excited. ThouShaltNot's singer was way too melodramatic and feminine in his performance. Perfect fodder for laughter. I didn't care too much for either band, and Cesium does have a couple songs I like.

10:25pm - INSOC TAKES THE STAGE

Somehow I lost Sue as I made my way down to the stage as InSoc was setting up. Mike went outside to have a cigarette, and I told him that I would come back up to the balcony with him after the first three songs. I was on Paul Robb's side of the stage, staring at him in awe watching him set up his equipment. On the far other side of the stage, there was Jim Cassidy, setting up also. Holy shit.

The lights go out, three huge InSoc logos are present on the screens behind the equipment and it was like everybody in the venue lost their friggin' minds. The screaming, the cheering, the opening of Peace and Love, Inc. There they were- Paul Robb and Jim Cassidy. On stage. In person. Paul Robb less than five feet away from me, and the disgusting voyeuristic make-out assholes to the right of me, bumping into me.

Before I continue, I have to say this. Sue and I saw these voyeurism assholes from the balcony. There were three couples that looked like they were trying to emulate Dirty Dancing, only far much more provocatively. It was fucking DISGUSTING.

This is what I have to say to them: NO ONE WAS FUCKING WATCHING YOU. NO ONE CARED ABOUT YOU GUYS PRACTICALLY SCREWING IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. NO ONE GAVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU. If that's how you get off, by paying good money for concert tickets and paying more attention to getting each other off than the band you paid to go see, GET A FUCKING ROOM. Everyone was there to see THE BANDS, NOT YOU!!!

We made fun of them. Fucking Dirty Dancing assholes. I almost peed myself when Sue made the reference to the film and said "Nobody puts Baby in the corner."

Fucking nasty assholes.

Back to the good stuff, that people care about! :D

The venue went into a tremendous roar as Kurt Harland walked out on stage. Omg, Kurt Harland. My favourite singer. On stage, in person, right in front of me. Halfway through Peace and Love Inc. I quickly bolted over to the other side of the stage to get away from the disgusting people, and was now situated directly in front of Jim Cassidy, and now less than five feet away from KURT HARLAND.

I didn't see her, but Sue saw me whizzing past her and a few moments later I felt her tugging on my arm. From that moment forward, omg. I don't even know how to describe it. It was totally the BEST night of my life.

InSoc sounded INCREDIBLE. Kurt's voice sounded so powerful and smooth. He was uber interactive with the crowd and so entertaining and funny on stage! One dude kept shouting for songs from Don't Be Afraid, and Kurt said songs from it wouldn't be played, because they were "NOT COMMERCIALLY VIABLE". That had me rolling. Yet 'Are Friends Electric?' was performed. :D

One girl who I've just met through the InSoc Brasil forum was holding up a sign that said "KURT DO THE ROBOT!" and he acknowledged it, and said he wouldn't do the robot. LOL He did what looked like his own little version of the robot during I Like the Way You Werk It.

During the beginning of the show, Sue and I were trying to figure out what Jim's shirt said. He had a black jacket on over his t-shirt, and we could make out an 'o' and what looked like an 'i'. Sue thought maybe it said 'soil'. I laughed but was like nah, what are the chances of that? What are the chances of it saying the very word I was saying during our walk through the city?

I don't remember at what point I noticed it, but Jim removed his jacket and when I saw what his shirt said, I totally freaked and I grabbed Sue and was screaming. Omg, it said it. It said SOIL. What are the chances of that?! It HAD to be a sign!

Soil. Obviously not in reference to the manner in which I was using it. But nevertheless, it said SOIL.

The show ended with WOYM, and at the end Kurt thanked everyone for coming and said that this show was the most fun he'd ever had on stage in all the years of performing with InSoc. How awesome!!!!

And poor Mike. Sue and I never made it back to the balcony. We didn't forget about him; we had every intention of going back up there to sit with him, but we lost our minds. We were in another world. And who would give up their awesome spot right at the very stage with Kurt Harland that close? ;)

I found him outside while Sue was still inside talking with someone else she had planned to meet at the show. He was kinda upset we left him up there alone, but he understood that we were in another world and how much this meant to us. :)

Leaving the venue, omg, we were all so tired. All I could start to think about was getting back to the hotel and going to sleep. Sue had a two-hour drive home, and it was already after midnight.

We were probably about 50 feet away from the venue when we heard all sorts of cheering and screaming. We turned and looked, but really didn't see anything, so we kept on walking. I've been to a bunch of concerts where I've waited outside afterwards to try to meet the band, and a group of people start cheering and screaming for nothing. I figured this was pretty much the same thing.

No, I guess not. From photos I've seen in the Brasilian forum, it looks like Kurt Harland came outside to meet and sign autographs.

DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nobody has answered my question, but it looks as though Paul and Jim were not out there. That kinda makes me feel not as bad about missing meeting Kurt, because when I was running insoc.syn-optic many years ago, I was so lucky in being able to communicate with Jim via email and he signed my Hack CD insert via snail mail for me lol!! And years ago when Kurt was sending out free copies of the InSoc EP in the community here on LJ to anyone who sent him a SASE, he signed my EP for me. Honestly, I wanted to meet Paul!! I wanted to meet all the band members and even though I know I would have sounded absolutely retarded, I wanted to meet all of them! So because of that, it kinda takes the edge off my bummming out.

Once back at the hotel, I fell asleep, in my clothes, less than 10 minutes after hitting the bed. I was completely exhausted.

Returning home!

I took this at the gate in Philly Airport. This dude was smiling way too much while yakking away on his phone, and this is what it reminded me of.

Another plane ride! YAY!!!!!!!!!

And upon landing back at Bradley, I couldn't resist. For some reason I thought this was hilarious when we were first in Bradley, racing to find our gate.

I took a TON of photos of the show using both mine and Sue's cameras. About half of them came out really blurry, but it doesn't matter. They're InSoc. They're important.

I took the best and my favourite shots, and compiled them all into a tidy little gallery here: http://members.cox.net/insoc/

I also took video with my camera, but my camera is older and does not record sound. I'll post the clips anyway at a later time. I still haven't fully recovered from the trip and the show, and I'm exhausted right now. Plus, my clips are nothing compared to this girl's I recently met online through the Brasilian forum. Her photos and videos are here: http://rednsx.org/~gail/insoc_jan08_philly/

I can be seen in the Are Friends Electric clip, taking photos with my camera and sporting glow bracelets on each wrist. :D

In closing, totally the best night and best concert of my life. I hope by some miracle InSoc swings back to the east coast again, because I would LOVE to do it all over again. :D

What goes up...

Sun, 02 Dec 2007 06:05:28 GMT

First, I gotta begin this with something good. Something positive. lol I love that word. Positive. It makes me think of positively charged ions or something.

I GOT MY INSOC TICKETS IN THE MAIL TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And my friend Sue bought her tickets on Friday! *excited!!!!!* This is going to be one seriously hella fun show. Oh God, what a PERFECT way to kick off 2008.:D

This is gonna be a two-part post. I don't want to put anything bad in this post. Good stuff must solely prevail. :D

Somebody tell me this is really happening because...

Sat, 24 Nov 2007 06:08:33 GMT

I AM GOING TO SEE INSOC IN PHILADELPHIA ON JAN. 5TH!!!

Pinch me, slap me, do anything, ANYTHING!!!! to make me realize this is a reality; this is actually happening. I don't think the reality of this is going to hit me until I am on that train (yes, I think we'll be taking the train- transportation plans are almost finalized) on my way to Philly and then I step off that bus and am on my way to the venue.

And even then it will probably still feel so incredibly surreal to me that I won't realize it's actually reality, even as I see Kurt, James and Paul on the stage before my very own eyes.

Excited, nervous, freakin', scared, all those good things that go along with a dream coming true.

Holy fuck, I'm going to see InSoc.

O M F G !

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 19:42:51 GMT

Thank God for myspace email notifications, or I probably never would have found out about this until it was too late:

Information Society is pleased to announce two full-length live performances in January. The lineup includes founding members Paul Robb, James Cassidy, and Kurt Harland Larson. All ages welcome at both shows.

January 5, 2008
Trocadero Theatre - Philadelphia, PA
$20 - General Admission
$35 - VIP (includes early entrance and your choice of a SYNTHESIZER CD or T-shirt)
Tickets are on sale now at Ticketmaster.

This is something I think I could so definitely make it to. I'd have to take a bus, because I highly doubt that crappy little car would make it to Philly and back, but I don't care. I've wanted to see InSoc for a very, very long time!

Anyone else planning on attending?