hardly an hour after i left the apple genius bar without my computer i was already into some dumb shit. i blew this muscly hipster in a restroom in grand central just because i thought i was way out of his league. the light over the stalls was severe.
the lights going on and off. that’s the title of a jokey conceptual art piece by an english royal academician and involves just that, the lights illuminating an empty white space and then seconds later, the lights go out. repeat ad infinitum.
the taciturn technician must have powered my laptop on and off almost ten times but still some of the keys refused to respond, only the overhead lights danced in the darkness of the screen.