El has been remiss in his blogging duties... that's because El has been forced to go out and prove his relevance in a 21 Century world. El, who once had the world wrapped around his finger. At what point does a supreme cupcake become his own being and stop being a hawker for his creator?? More on that in another post...
El spent this last weekend doing autograph shows. El will not be doing this again. El hopes he will not be doing this again. While El understands the public's desire for contact, their desire to bask in his El-ness, El finds the autograph show to be... what shall we say... less than befitting a cupcake of his stature... a cupcake of his level... a cupcake who has moved beyond mere cupcake status to international cult figure. El is iconic, not pathetic.
El was not meant to sit in a huge room with poor lighting... sitting at a cafeteria table on a folding chair. El would have thought that the backers of this event might have thought that putting a cupcake anywhere near a cafeteria table might elicit less than pleasant feelings in said cupcake...
Still... El did his job... El mingled with the masses. El signed, and signed, and signed, and signed... El posed for photos. El gave words of wisdom. El looked resplendent.... looked being the operative word. It's going to take weeks to get the damn fingerprints out of this icing...
The Sounds Of Silence
8 years ago