Free Dominguez

So whenever I meet someone or it’s a “small world” type of thing–or the random “run-ins” where “i was just thinking about you!” come up…. i call it THE ANT FARM. 

you know how those fuckers just go about their instincts and do this beautiful geometric yet free-flowing looking path in the dirt, it’s just amazing. Perfect colonies, with effortless order.  i like to think we are just giant ants, doing what we are supposed to be doing, magnetizing to our other ants.  Our will is our higher reasoning choice, and our “ant farm” is the Magic. 

so, for the past couple of years i have become friendly with a barista at my local coffee shop, i had quite taken to him as a friend, a peer.  he is an artist, a filmmaker.  and i had talked to him about doing the Kickstarter a few months ago.   

he was at the coffee shop today and asked me how the Kickstarter was going, so i had him scan my QR code off my iPhone so he could look at it.  he says, “Wait – you’re Free, but Free Dominguez?  Kidneythieves?”  I said yes… He said, I DID POST FOR YOUR TAXICAB MESSIAH VIDEO!

Now granted, that was a long time ago, and i ditched the red curly/frizzy hair and Nietzsche-quoting, wallflower personality since then….so that was fine.  And i DO walk around my neighborhood most of the time with a hat, bandana over my head, and either PJ’s, yoga or sweatpants… so…. 

But i said “wow, it’s so funny, because I had gravitated to you quite quickly for just an instinctual reason… but yes Greg i remember now you are the Greg from the production company…. I guess we have been connected for a long time!”

And that’s today’s story about THE ANT FARM.