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Monday, February 14, 2005

My Next Dinner Date

posted by Jazz at 2/14/2005 08:41:00 AM

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I don't know why I find the idea compelling, but I think I'm going to call this guy and see if he wants to have dinner.

Artist hits road to have dinner with ... you
A phone message to the nation: Please call 510-872-7326, Marc Horowitz wants to meet you for dinner.

Go ahead -- dial it. If he doesn't answer, just leave him a message. That's what thousands of people have done after seeing his number scrawled on a dry-erase board in a Crate & Barrel catalog photo last fall.

Horowitz, a conceptual artist in San Francisco, was working as a photo assistant on a shoot for the catalog when he came up with an idea for an art project that would question social barriers and maybe make the world a little smaller.

Apparently he's been flooded with offers, and what was originally just going to be a fun project for a couple of weekends has now turned into a cross country RV journey that will take more than a year.

Aside from thousands of dinner offers, he's gotten rants, raves, obscene messages and offers for sex. (Personally I think that any woman who calls up a random cell phone number and offers to "entertain" in that fashion might have more issues than you'd want to bed down with.)

It would be fun to talk with him, though. The problem is, I imagine that he wants you to do most of the talking so he can collect stories. I'm simply not all that fascinating, and would rather hear about his adventures with other callers.