I just woke up an hour ago and I am sitting a small cafe here in Paris listening to "A Wolf at the door" by Radiohead. yesterday I got a small apartment with a canadian girl and two australian cats. It's real rad. We will be living there for a little while. Things are a lot easier now that I am settled and doing a lot more chilling. The Eiffel tower was amazing. It was really cool at night. I didn't go up it, but I did drink wine on the base of the eiffel tower with my new found friends. The past couple of days have been spent mostly in the hostel here (Aloha) hanging out and drinking. I went to this really awesome modern art museum the other day as well.
There is this really rad electro show going down in Belgium in a few weeks. I think I am going to go to that for mr. J Howard. Justice will be playing and so will Hot Chip and others...
I am going to go get breakfast.
love.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
My first beating.
Well, I just woke up outside of the Paris Train station to my little shit being thrown everywhere and a homeless guy looking through it. lol they sliced open the front of my back pack and took my toothbrush and coffee mug... lol they were stupid enough (and i was lucky enough) that they didn't get any of my major stuff (wallet, computer, passport, eu pass). I am bumming some internet off of a best western, but my computer is almost dead. I am off to find the Eiffel Tower today and fall in love with the cosmos.
Post from yesteryear.
Oct 24th 2008 1:26pm
Amsterdam to Brussels
On Train
I look at the passing countryside and I see sheep and vast open pastures. I noticed that there were small channels in these fields with boats in them. I am on my way to Belgium to try and catch a train to Paris because all the trains in Amsterdam to Paris were completely full. I am listening to Doug Burr and feeling a good Texas-Nashville mix of emotion coming over me. We just pulled into Daag Hans station. Before I left Amsterdam I had a guy come up and ask me if I had any Heroin… I guess I look like a local? Who knows. These past two day have been a hell of a lot better then the first two. I’ve gotten a lot of time to think and read. I’ve been reading Archaic Revival by Terence McKenna (thank you Jakob), and it’s been pretty great. I’m slightly worried about sleeping tonight. That is my biggest trouble. My couch surfing stuff isn’t working out and I’m not going to keep throwing money away to sleep. I’ve noticed also that I’ve started speaking in broken English. Haha. I am pretty excited to be back in Brussels. I really liked it there. I am going to go get some really cheap good beer at that pub I stopped in at a few days ago.
Post from yesteryear.
Oct 24th 2008 1:26pm
Amsterdam to Brussels
On Train
I look at the passing countryside and I see sheep and vast open pastures. I noticed that there were small channels in these fields with boats in them. I am on my way to Belgium to try and catch a train to Paris because all the trains in Amsterdam to Paris were completely full. I am listening to Doug Burr and feeling a good Texas-Nashville mix of emotion coming over me. We just pulled into Daag Hans station. Before I left Amsterdam I had a guy come up and ask me if I had any Heroin… I guess I look like a local? Who knows. These past two day have been a hell of a lot better then the first two. I’ve gotten a lot of time to think and read. I’ve been reading Archaic Revival by Terence McKenna (thank you Jakob), and it’s been pretty great. I’m slightly worried about sleeping tonight. That is my biggest trouble. My couch surfing stuff isn’t working out and I’m not going to keep throwing money away to sleep. I’ve noticed also that I’ve started speaking in broken English. Haha. I am pretty excited to be back in Brussels. I really liked it there. I am going to go get some really cheap good beer at that pub I stopped in at a few days ago.
It's pouring in Amsterdam.
Amsterdam has treated me really well.
a few first things:
the first song I heard in europe was "I kissed a girl and I liked it."
the first thing I ate was a double cheeseburger at McDonalds.
First beer was at a pub, Jupiter, in Brussels belgium.
First shower was 20 minutes ago in heart of Amsterdam hotel.
The first night I got here I wandered through the red light district for a couple hours looking for internet. There were tons of sex shops, bars, and "coffee shops." Of course the coffee shops have a bar and a vast selection of Marijuana. It reminded me of New Orleans, but on acid. It's really funny because you can't smoke cigarettes in most places but you can smoke MJ in almost all places. It was really crazy the first night after 11pm people started yelling at me trying to sell me coc and ecstasy. I managed to find this hostel, checked in, and went to bed with 6 other people in one room. The second day here I wandered around a little more and found like a residential district. It was beautiful. I really like it here and I wouldn't mind living here. Where I stayed in the red light district is a little much, but the residential side is much more chill. People dress so well here and the shopping is incredible. I went into H&M the other day and got some gloves and a leather jacket for 30 EU. Every one wears dark colors and is super cool.
After it stops raining I am going to go walk around a bit more and make my way back to the train station and go on to Paris.
I haven't seen a single back packer not in a "pack" with three or four other back packers. No one has really fucked with me yet, even though I am by myself. This kid from brazil shared a joint with me yesterday. We had hung out the night before and he was like, "wanna smoke?" and I was like "sure." haha I got blazed right on the front porch of our hostel. The MJ was real good and he was really cool. We set around and he told me about his home country and about going to Korea. It was pretty fantastic. I have seen a huge mixture of cultures and people here in Amsterdam. Most things are in Dutch or English, which is nice.
My Room.
a few first things:
the first song I heard in europe was "I kissed a girl and I liked it."
the first thing I ate was a double cheeseburger at McDonalds.
First beer was at a pub, Jupiter, in Brussels belgium.
First shower was 20 minutes ago in heart of Amsterdam hotel.
The first night I got here I wandered through the red light district for a couple hours looking for internet. There were tons of sex shops, bars, and "coffee shops." Of course the coffee shops have a bar and a vast selection of Marijuana. It reminded me of New Orleans, but on acid. It's really funny because you can't smoke cigarettes in most places but you can smoke MJ in almost all places. It was really crazy the first night after 11pm people started yelling at me trying to sell me coc and ecstasy. I managed to find this hostel, checked in, and went to bed with 6 other people in one room. The second day here I wandered around a little more and found like a residential district. It was beautiful. I really like it here and I wouldn't mind living here. Where I stayed in the red light district is a little much, but the residential side is much more chill. People dress so well here and the shopping is incredible. I went into H&M the other day and got some gloves and a leather jacket for 30 EU. Every one wears dark colors and is super cool.
After it stops raining I am going to go walk around a bit more and make my way back to the train station and go on to Paris.
I haven't seen a single back packer not in a "pack" with three or four other back packers. No one has really fucked with me yet, even though I am by myself. This kid from brazil shared a joint with me yesterday. We had hung out the night before and he was like, "wanna smoke?" and I was like "sure." haha I got blazed right on the front porch of our hostel. The MJ was real good and he was really cool. We set around and he told me about his home country and about going to Korea. It was pretty fantastic. I have seen a huge mixture of cultures and people here in Amsterdam. Most things are in Dutch or English, which is nice.
My Room.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
ROAR! It hit me like a tiger.
Oct 21st, 2008 2:31pm
Atlanta, Georgia
Terminal E, Gate 11
Well,
By the time I get to post this I will be in another country, which blows my mind.
On my flight from Dallas to Atlanta I set next to this Mexican Indian man who told me about how he owned a ranch north of Dallas and that in five years he would be done with the rat race and be able to live out there permanently with his wife. He was an IT man who worked and lived in the city and he hated it, but on the weekends him and his wife (who did pharmaceutical work) would go out on the ranch and he rounded up his cows and took them to auctions and fished in his pond. His eyes bled youth, but he was pushing 50. He told me that I was living my retirement now and said, “I guess it’s kind of like a coin some of us flip it and get heads and some of us get tails.” After our ten-fifteen minute conversation I promptly fell asleep and woke up in Atlanta and went straight for the smoking room. We said our good byes and I told Juan to be good and he chuckled at me. He said he was wearing the mask and that he’ll finally get to stop playing the “good game” when he gets to the ranch.
Oct 22nd 2008 12:28pm
Frankfurt, Germany
Airport, EUrail Hub
I find myself back at the airport after a long morning of searching for internet and looking like a complete idiot. I left the airport this morning somewhere around nine when I decided I should take a bus somewhere. I successfully got on the bus after much confusion and frustration on the part of the bus driver (who refused to speak english) and myself. I rode on the bus to Braushs… something (a suburb of Frankfurt). I wandered around for a while and I noticed that most of the cars don’t have tented windows strange… I also noticed that only half of the population speaks English haha, and that there are even fewer signs in English. So after much wandering and trying an Indonesian internet café with very little success, I decided to go to downtown Frankfurt. Or so I thought. The bus pulled up and I very slowly dragged myself to the moment of embarrassment when I pay for my bus ride and much confusion breaks out. Of course it happened. I gave him 2.20 in Euros and I end up back at the airport. Haha. So I figure I will just role with the punches and give Frankfurt another shot later. Now I am trying figure out the EUrail schedule and making an attempt at getting to Amsterdam. I am hoping that I will have better luck in the Netherlands. I am going to go have another cigarette.
Oct 22nd 2008 6:02 pm
Brussels, Belgium
EUrail Hub
I’m in Belgium?? I got on a train to Amsterdam and ended up in Brussels, Belgium. Go figure. I went to a a small little pub, Jupitar, and had a few beers and watched some forty - fifty year old men have a real good time playing darts and getting drunk at 6pm. Of course none of them spoke a lick of English, but they kept talking to me about something in some other language. Now I am chilling at a Haagen Dazs before I hop a train to Amsterdam. Still no internet. I am hungry and my backpack is heavy, but I feel pretty good from the really good beer I had.
Oct 22nd 2008 11:17 pm
Amsterdam, Holland/Netherlands
Heart of Amsterdam Hostel
I have seen more naked women in the past 30mins then I could ever dream of, and the first thing after I got a beer at the pub I got offered all sorts of exotic drugs. lol more later.
Atlanta, Georgia
Terminal E, Gate 11
Well,
By the time I get to post this I will be in another country, which blows my mind.
On my flight from Dallas to Atlanta I set next to this Mexican Indian man who told me about how he owned a ranch north of Dallas and that in five years he would be done with the rat race and be able to live out there permanently with his wife. He was an IT man who worked and lived in the city and he hated it, but on the weekends him and his wife (who did pharmaceutical work) would go out on the ranch and he rounded up his cows and took them to auctions and fished in his pond. His eyes bled youth, but he was pushing 50. He told me that I was living my retirement now and said, “I guess it’s kind of like a coin some of us flip it and get heads and some of us get tails.” After our ten-fifteen minute conversation I promptly fell asleep and woke up in Atlanta and went straight for the smoking room. We said our good byes and I told Juan to be good and he chuckled at me. He said he was wearing the mask and that he’ll finally get to stop playing the “good game” when he gets to the ranch.
Oct 22nd 2008 12:28pm
Frankfurt, Germany
Airport, EUrail Hub
I find myself back at the airport after a long morning of searching for internet and looking like a complete idiot. I left the airport this morning somewhere around nine when I decided I should take a bus somewhere. I successfully got on the bus after much confusion and frustration on the part of the bus driver (who refused to speak english) and myself. I rode on the bus to Braushs… something (a suburb of Frankfurt). I wandered around for a while and I noticed that most of the cars don’t have tented windows strange… I also noticed that only half of the population speaks English haha, and that there are even fewer signs in English. So after much wandering and trying an Indonesian internet café with very little success, I decided to go to downtown Frankfurt. Or so I thought. The bus pulled up and I very slowly dragged myself to the moment of embarrassment when I pay for my bus ride and much confusion breaks out. Of course it happened. I gave him 2.20 in Euros and I end up back at the airport. Haha. So I figure I will just role with the punches and give Frankfurt another shot later. Now I am trying figure out the EUrail schedule and making an attempt at getting to Amsterdam. I am hoping that I will have better luck in the Netherlands. I am going to go have another cigarette.
Oct 22nd 2008 6:02 pm
Brussels, Belgium
EUrail Hub
I’m in Belgium?? I got on a train to Amsterdam and ended up in Brussels, Belgium. Go figure. I went to a a small little pub, Jupitar, and had a few beers and watched some forty - fifty year old men have a real good time playing darts and getting drunk at 6pm. Of course none of them spoke a lick of English, but they kept talking to me about something in some other language. Now I am chilling at a Haagen Dazs before I hop a train to Amsterdam. Still no internet. I am hungry and my backpack is heavy, but I feel pretty good from the really good beer I had.
Oct 22nd 2008 11:17 pm
Amsterdam, Holland/Netherlands
Heart of Amsterdam Hostel
I have seen more naked women in the past 30mins then I could ever dream of, and the first thing after I got a beer at the pub I got offered all sorts of exotic drugs. lol more later.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
The Idealist.
Matthew 3
25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? 26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[b]?
28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' 32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Government + Belmont = Bullshit.
http://thelesseroftwoevils.blogspot.com/
go to this blog and watch the two movies and read about the ridiculous stunts that the "ruling class" pulled on an american speaking truth.
go to this blog and watch the two movies and read about the ridiculous stunts that the "ruling class" pulled on an american speaking truth.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I now know why "they" call it the promise land.
I live on 25 acres of pure Texas country with a pond, barn, goats, tractors, four brothers, and four dogs. As I set on a bench watching the sunset smoking a cigarette, it hit me...
This album. Timeless.
Austin Chronicle
SXSW Saturday Sleeper - Doug Burr’s songs liquidate complex visions of mortality with steely resolution, the Denton native’s detailed, literate narratives emerging in sympathetic acoustic strains. Inspired by Greil Marcus’ Mystery Train, On Promenade broods with the causticness of Will Johnson with touches of Jeff Tweedy and Neil Young. - Austin Chronicle LINK: http://www.austinchronicle.com/gyrobase/Issue/print?oid=601893
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Religulous
I went to the priemier of Religulous the other day with Jakob and Patrick, and I have to say it is pretty great.
Can I get an amen?
Can I get an amen?
Friday, October 3, 2008
Twilight
I finished this the other day at Ihop at about 4 in the morning.
I don't really know how I feel about it.
I really liked all the vampire shit, the character development, and the tension, but at parts the over the top romance took away from the world development that stephenie meyer was trying to create.
the intended audience was definitely female.
The movie looks great and I am sure I will go see it and i will probably get around to reading the second book even though the first one hasn't really compelled me to read the rest of the series.
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