can someone please make me this shirt
9.27.2006
proud to be of service
recently i decided it is time to give something back to this city that has given me so very much, dedicating 32 hours of my time to help beautify and make it an even more pleasant place to live. really, it's the least i can do.
the bureau of street maintainence's approach to community service is a progressive one, stressing a strong understanding of today's social ills and their causes, so that we the volunteers can more efficiently drive around aimlessly picking up discarded sofas. as such, day one was spent studying the fundementals; my cohort, a young exotic dancer at fantasy island, and myself watched no less than 8 hours of daytime television to get a feel for the challenges ahead. several hours of springer, maury and montel to familiarize ourselves with the pressing issue of today...babies' daddyies and whom they might be, children who do amazing things.fat people. we moved on to a healthy dose of court room dramas to give us a grasp of the ins and outs of the legal system, and finally an hour of flava flav on tyra. diligent notes were taken, and by the end of day 1 i was ready to hit the streets.
oh wait, i have been called away. day 2 gets exciting.
the bureau of street maintainence's approach to community service is a progressive one, stressing a strong understanding of today's social ills and their causes, so that we the volunteers can more efficiently drive around aimlessly picking up discarded sofas. as such, day one was spent studying the fundementals; my cohort, a young exotic dancer at fantasy island, and myself watched no less than 8 hours of daytime television to get a feel for the challenges ahead. several hours of springer, maury and montel to familiarize ourselves with the pressing issue of today...babies' daddyies and whom they might be, children who do amazing things.fat people. we moved on to a healthy dose of court room dramas to give us a grasp of the ins and outs of the legal system, and finally an hour of flava flav on tyra. diligent notes were taken, and by the end of day 1 i was ready to hit the streets.
oh wait, i have been called away. day 2 gets exciting.
9.25.2006
9.24.2006
do you like europe?
i hope so, because here are some pictures of it.
one of paris' many buildings
estrada's watchful eye over the orient express
evidently it does not take much to qualify as "grand" duchy these days. seems they are just handing that shit out.
why are these pictures so small?
the lady on the right is a colombian philosopher. inexplicably, she resisted the repeated invitations (demands?) of a drunken stranger to take a row boat ride at 3am in a pitch black swamp filled with bats and god knows what else. iron willed, she was.
said stranger disappears into the night.
i want big pictures! not tiny ones!
isn't this picture just the sweetest. if you look carefully, you can see a luxembourgian wedding behind her.
europeans
the man on the left is leopold. he is the mayor.
this dog did not appreciate my use of flash photography. still, he was friendly.
me as the bride.
bride as the bride, and who would appear to be seth gold.
bride, groom, cake.
enough...enough i say! these pictures are so tiny! only a stupid child could enjoy them!
no more pictures until i figure out how to use this thing. in the meantime, i suggest your local museum for much larger pictures.
i will close with some notes i recently found in my wallet. taken at "3" in berlin, my all time favorite bar, i have dim recollections of the group of bar goers they refer to:
baby-faced pretty lad
scarf-wearing gentleman
well coifed how-do-you-do
sally-wally white shirt.
needless to say, i was staying in the scarved-gentleman district.
one of paris' many buildings
estrada's watchful eye over the orient express
evidently it does not take much to qualify as "grand" duchy these days. seems they are just handing that shit out.
why are these pictures so small?
the lady on the right is a colombian philosopher. inexplicably, she resisted the repeated invitations (demands?) of a drunken stranger to take a row boat ride at 3am in a pitch black swamp filled with bats and god knows what else. iron willed, she was.
said stranger disappears into the night.
i want big pictures! not tiny ones!
isn't this picture just the sweetest. if you look carefully, you can see a luxembourgian wedding behind her.
europeans
the man on the left is leopold. he is the mayor.
this dog did not appreciate my use of flash photography. still, he was friendly.
me as the bride.
bride as the bride, and who would appear to be seth gold.
bride, groom, cake.
enough...enough i say! these pictures are so tiny! only a stupid child could enjoy them!
no more pictures until i figure out how to use this thing. in the meantime, i suggest your local museum for much larger pictures.
i will close with some notes i recently found in my wallet. taken at "3" in berlin, my all time favorite bar, i have dim recollections of the group of bar goers they refer to:
baby-faced pretty lad
scarf-wearing gentleman
well coifed how-do-you-do
sally-wally white shirt.
needless to say, i was staying in the scarved-gentleman district.
back in the habit
oh where to begin.
let's start with today. might i recommend porky's bbq on manchester, a stone's throw from the forum.
baby steps.
let's start with today. might i recommend porky's bbq on manchester, a stone's throw from the forum.
baby steps.
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