#brain_project - g00dnight brain project. There's a ton of other stuff we need to address tomorrow. Probably make some updates to you. Should I give you a name?
#dead_internet_theory - I was asked to answer a few questions. HOMEWORK! Why do we need this party? What void is it filling? Well the super artistic heady way of thinking about it comes down to this - it's the 1999 y2k computer apocalypse all over again. I feel it deeply. I have some friends who are absolutely without a doubt against the whole ai thing and on the other side of it I legit have a handful of friends balls deep in ai agent psychosis (its fucking real and it's not just about ai girlfriends and shit... don't hide ur wives just yet) - but for real - i feel really weird and shameful about it sometimes but i honestly don't. These tools made it so much easier for me to grow as an artist -- alright i'm getting off track. Back to the question... I feel the fear - the tension. I know we got through it before and fuck it's almost romanticized af. There was one common thread here tho - humans WILL find each other in the dark.
I grew up online - raised by the internet for real and not like the kids these days we didn't have roblox and gorilla tag and all that shit. We had equally dangerous chat rooms sure but it's literally where I spent all my time - it's how i talked to kids at school i was too shy to say hi to IRL. DEAD INTERNET THEORY is real. Legend has it that the internet died in 2016 and now its all b0ts. true true. fair. PERSONALLY - i think the internet deffo died when mark zuckerberg made us use our government names but who am i... just a girl. So it spiraled! We went from holy fuck we're spending 4 hours trying to copy pasta html so we can get a glitchy ass marquee running on our myspace (shoutout xanga) to -- how can i best represent myself and by business or fuck myself AS a business online? Where the fuck. literally look at instagram. we had close friends NOW CLOSE FRIENDS POSTS? WHY ARE THERE LAYERS? There's layers because people are fucking terrified of living online. The internet IS forever and its fucking our lives up. So... we have to return 2 the analog world now? fuck no. WE BUILT THIS INTERNET AND WE CAN SAVE IT (I mean... not trying to be a hero but...) i do think there are opportunities to build real. irl. community through what's left of the living net. This is just me playing around and hey maybe it doesn't stop the ai apocalypse but it's gonna be a cool thing you did instead of sit at home.
p.s. i promise ill give everyone an AIM emulator......
#worksucks - Alright back 2 work. I need to give everyone the big picture right? I create games - not an event producer - don't even wanna fr0nt. I AINT FR0NTIN (add to dead internet theory playlist NOW) - what i really want to do is stay true to the stuff i believe in which is 1. g0d bless the internet 2. humans will always find each other in the dark. Yes, capitalism. Yes, productivity. There's a way this all makes sense in the long run TRUST ME. I already created games. I have an app coming out. I've got this idea for a tour. The tour = hello we're a cool place for internet kids to hang + check out these cool games and maybe this inspires you to become obsessed with me (us) and join me on this journey to make the internet a weirder cooler safer more rebellious place (again). To simplify (even for myself) - Step 1. Get funding/sponsorship for Dead Internet Theory. Step 2. Launch Dead Internet Theory along with my kewl alt-anti-app-app where people can find my weird games and other digital artist/internet kids games. Step 3. See where everything breaks and choose the next stop on the tour (hopefully NYC... just saying).
#dead_internet_theory - snacks. so many snacks. cool snacks. sugar. so much sugar. We need sponsors.
#dead_internet_theory - cool things to do @ the show - 1. BURN AND DECORATE COOL CDS - Guests can sit down at an old pc and search through LimeWire to build their own unique CD mixtape situation. A GIANT PILE OF SHARPIES TO DECORATE. VIBES!!!!!!
#dead_internet_theory - cool it looks like the image drop is working. OKAY COOL LET'S CONTINUE. This is the location:
it's a really cool spot owned by my friend @doted who also makes games and 100 other cool things. He's kind enough to give me a shot and a place to do something cool. Here's the vision:
^^^ this stuff
^^ and this stuff have a baby and live happily ever after. But seriously. Dream scenario: 10-20 REAL Retro PC's from the era. no emulators. real fucking gear that REALLY breaks down (tbh most likely will) but also really takes you back in time. That's probably the biggest obstacle tbh. Then... We have a really lovely hang/seating arena where people can couch zombie bed potat0 rottt into the ground for hours (comfortably) but WITH THEIR FRIENDS! AND STRANGERS! AND INTERNET FRIENDS! with games. Games designed by myself, my m0ds and artist friends. Imagine: guests will bring their own laptops tablets - check in - grab snacks and 400 redbulls whatever - pick a seat and post up. Login to my page and then start playing weird ass games. Want a break? LOOK UP BC THE FIFTH ELEMENT IS PROJECTED ON THE CEILING WHILE FALLEN ANGELS IS ON THE WALL IN FRONT OF YOU!!! INSANE!!! but Then you need to go to the bathroom ... so you get up and HOLY FUCK ITS ALL THOSE INSANE OLD PCS and you cant help but want to touch them so you hold your piss and you sit down and suddenly the world feels safe again. That's the party.
#dead_internet_theory - I just closed out the best thing that's ever happened to me - a long form game I created on accident called POST APOCALYPTIC LOS ANGELES aka "the game" to many weird LA creatives. All good things gotta end especially in LA. After 2 years I've learned that -holy fuck- do creatives desperately wanna go outside and TOUCH GRASS or in our case - light off fireworks. What's next? New cities. New players. But first... I was hanging out at my friend Eds cool shop aka the fantasy factory (check it out ark/8 on la brea ave) and he's selling this book called LAN PARTY - jesus christ - blast from the childhood of a lifetime. After 2 pages it hit me - i need to bring this back. There's a lot going on in the world right now and it def feels like y2k 2.0 - so why not bring it back? We made it through the first time we can deffff000 make it through again. The robots are our friends righttt? I don't want to bring it back in a hipster chrome hearts born slippy neon bubble shoes way. I don't think we need more cybersiglism running around this city. No hate // do you boo. We need BEIGE. We need the Teen Apocalypse Trilogy and more than ANYTHING WE FUCKING NEED A DIM SUM CART WITH A GIANT GATORADE JUG shoutout waterboy. So... This is my pitch. On May 3rd at Ark/8... I'm bringing it all back. Yes. For one night only we get to go back to the good old days and for one night only the z00mers get to see what happened right before they were even conceived. I'll be back with photos i just need to fix this feature. BRB maitenance!!!!!!!
#brain_project - I created this bc i find myself sitting here trying to focus on creating yet ANOTHER deck bc decks pay checks and thats life. The issue is that as an artist/creat0r whatever you wanna call it - it's hard to timothee chalamet marty supreme style between creating and communicating. I'm trying to get an idea across but the feeling of "damn what if they don't like this font? What if this image is basic af? Am i gonna lose out on this gig? But i don't have shit taste - do i?" Now it's been 5 hours and STILL nothing is done. THERE HAS TO BE A BETTER WAY. So i created this. A way for my stream of conciousness to live in diary form while my business partners, collaborators, friends or whoever found this can see what I'm up to and most importantly wtf IM TRYING TO SAY ;( Alright... here we go.
#introduction - y0 it'z me.
what paizley's working on
Paizley is a game creator who builds worlds — and right now, she's building several at once, all of them converging on the same question: what happens when we stop pretending the internet is fine and start making spaces where people can actually feel something again? The project consuming most of her creative energy is *Dead Internet Theory* — not a thesis, not a podcast, but a touring, physical, living experience. She's designing immersive gatherings that put people in front of real vintage PCs (machines that might actually crash mid-session), surrounded by original browser-based games from her creative circle, cult films bleeding across the walls, dim sum carts, Gatorade jugs, and the honest beige-and-cable texture of how humans actually used to gather before everything got optimized. She already threw her first event at Ark/8 on La Brea, and before that she ran a two-year real-world game for LA creatives that proved what she already suspected — people are desperate to get offline and play together in physical space. The cultural read is Y2K 2.0, but her response isn't cyberpunk cosplay. It's communal, lo-fi, a little grimy, and deeply sincere. What makes Paizley distinct is the tension she refuses to flatten. She credits AI with helping her grow as an artist. She knows she needs sponsors and isn't naive about the economics. But she also clocks, with uncomfortable precision, how much of the content landscape is just brands and sugar layered on top of each other — and she's building something that pushes back without pretending to be above it. That pragmatic honesty is rare. She's also running what she calls her brain project — a raw, real-time stream of consciousness designed to let collaborators see her thinking before it gets polished into a deck she'll agonize over for five hours. It's her workaround for the self-doubt spiral, and it's quietly one of the most interesting things she's doing: proof that the idea matters more than the presentation. The right collaborators for Paizley right now are people who build physical experiences, indie game communities, brands brave enough to sponsor something that might lovingly critique them, and anyone who believes the internet still has a pulse worth fighting for.