it’s 3:02am.
i just got home from the first night loeries after party.
here are some random snapshot thoughts from the evening that just was:
– the young guy sitting behind me at the award show was so drunk at the beginning of the night he kept passing out. i was nervous he might vomit down my back. i had to keep reminding him that if he needed to yurk, to please turn to his side and not do it down my back. fortunately he managed to maintain.
– sanjiv mistry won a young creative loerie, which comes with a trip overseas. very well deserved i think, he’s fantastically talented. and nice to boot. don’t think they had that award when we were young back in the dark ages.
– chris gotz continues to be a lovely chap. and win a lot. see it can be done.
– a bloke at one of the after parties who i don’t know kept making a v with his fingers and then sticking his tongue through it. was disgusting.
– girl in a white dress/long shirt kept climbing on table to dance and flash her fanny – wasn’t wearing underwear. also disgusting. (clean shaven – there you go, i know you were wondering.)
– ‘the critic’ drank an entire bottle of johnnie walker black label, all by herself. and a mohito. it’s true. i know this for a fact because a) i saw it with my own eyes. b) it was my bottle of johnnie walker black label. you go ‘the critic’.
– i didn’t get to have a drink with ‘brave client’ – we kept missing each other.
– wallace seggie is one of the good guys.
– i might have been smashed, but i think fox p2 won a grand prix for the design of their boardroom table.
– and someone else (i forget) won one for the design of their funky reception desk.
– maybe next year they’ll add a third night – the table ad loeries. i’ve got a cool idea for a credenza.
– i won a silver for allan gray ‘quilt’ outdoor, but was in the loo when it happened. so i missed the whole thing.
(or maybe i didn’t and they all just told me i did when i got back from the loo, as a cruel joke.)
– in total king james won three silvers. one for our own ci, one for allan gray and one for umm… ummm… ummm… what the fuck, i can’t remember. oh ya, it was for our joburg agency, for a gorgeouscoool plascon poster.
– the good hope centre was a pretty cool venue.
– anton visser tried to climb over the fence to sneak into the after party right next to the security guys and got tossed out on his ass. nice one anton. stealth manoevre.
– poor alix rose had her cell phone stolen.
– i finally got to meet ‘miss watermelon pip’, even though it was brief, i’m pleased to announce she is as lovely as i had hoped.
– a waitress brought around some kind of meat on a stick. it was covered in garlic. i should have known better. i’ll be regretting it till next week tuesday.
the critic: what’s this award?
me: it’s for use of paper.
the critic: oh. is it a new award?
me: yes i think so.
the critic: we use paper all the time.
me: you’re right. we do.
the critic: maybe we’ll win.
me: maybe.
– ad dude, you had shnarf sticking out your nose. i won’t mention your name here don’t worry. i kept wiping my nose in the hopes that it would make you wipe yours, but you didn’t. then i told you, but you couldn’t hear because the music was too loud. then i walked away, if you want to waste your shnarf like that, that’s your problem.
– the strange ‘afrikaans capey’ voice over narrator guy kept calling andrew human (the chairman of the loerie awards), andre hum-man.
– vicky is an absolutely fabulous nutter. seriously she’s mad. no i mean it. clinical. but amazing. but crazy. nice though. but still mad. lovely. whackjob. so sweet. lunatic.
guy: (shouting over music) what’s your name?
me: (shouting over music) i’m paige.
guy: what?
me: paige?
guy: huh?
(the music was very loud)
me: paige. like a piece of paper.
guy: oh hi. i’m Wim. like the cleaning stuff.
– good music.
– my feet hurt.
– i drank too much.
– i saw some things.
– and tomorrow night we do it all again.