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Wednesday

NYC updated

these grainy, epileptic pictures tell the tale of a night of cheap chinese food, sapporo beer, and manhattan

browning out next to the tracks at 3am

little known fact: I shot the cover of slumdog millionaire months after the movie was released. producers came forward in time to get it.

six floor drop to trains

this conversation did not end well

430 feet above sea level alongside the hudson river

harlem

shaolin where the guns go pop

so many bridges

this tree has a big secret

we drove through part of connecticut that got so boring it lost color....crazy

there was an F-2 tornado 20 miles from my house on saturday afternoon

global warming is apparently horseshit

Monday

several bands of cirrus clouds have been sighted in my cup of tea, signifying a change in weather may be ahead. Cirrus clouds often appear in the aftermath of a large storm or atmospheric event. Boiling water coming to a rest provides ideal conditions for white-tea-cirrus clouds to form.

room changes

Getting high is nice. I mean there's the obvious reasons: music sounds cool, creativity flows a bit easier, food tastes better, etc. I, for some inexplicable reason, clean up when I'm high. I don't even mean to do it...but if I've recently inhaled some shrubbery and my room is messy...I start organizing. I should be the kid in the Marijuana commercials-second time I've said something along those lines in about 3 days...real original. But I can picture it now: this is your room (messy room)....this is your room on drugs (neat, efficiently organized room). I've never been able to put my finger on it until last night, when I broke a relatively long hiatus of being high at home, but there I was, dashing around my room stashing doo-dads in nooks and crannies. If I ever have kids, I'm gonna make sure they get high before they clean their rooms so I know they will be doing a good job. Incentive, incentive, incentive....

Saturday

weekend

Got out of class on friday, decided to head to Ithaca for some fun. Hit the road at about 6:30, got in around 8. First stop was the local Taco Bell for a quick dinner. Despite the fact that the inside of the Bell was closed, we were still admitted and fed a nourishing and delicious meal, complete with some baked apple treats compliments of the staff of Taco Bell. Left Taco bell, everyone but myself, being the driver, took some warm-up shots of whisky. All of a sudden an ambulance comes roaring into the parking lot, lights ablaze, sheriff in tow. He proceeds to pull right up to my car, pause for about 20 seconds, then drive about 20 feet away, unload the stretcher and hoof it into the Bell. Strange events indeed.
Picked up good friend Juliana from Cornell and headed to a house on the outskirts of I-town. Party takes place in sick house, with lots of people painting upstairs, and others banging on various musical/nonmusical instruments downstairs. The crown jewel of the whole shebang however, was the balloon room. The balloonroom was simply what it promised, a room of balloons.

The balloons provided limitless entertainment, especially the yellow one. But after a while the balloon room took it's toll and we moved upstairs to do some painting. In all the excitement, I had been hitting Senor whisky a bit hard and didn't come up with anything too deep. Juliana came up with a sweet little number that now adorns the wall of the house.
Soon after, a congregation of people joined an impromptu jam session using anything from a saxophone, to bongo drums, to regular old pots and pans from the kitchen. I'm not gonna lie, it was pretty impressive and definitely one of the coolest things i've ever witnessed. Night gets foggy from that point on, as I had at this point become fairly plastered.
I never know how to end blog posts by the way, it's always a torrent of thoughts coming out of my mind followed by silence. But check this out, I've been working on building a short drop down skateboard and it's coming along nicely, I just more or less finished the graphics I want for the bottom. 10-4, Over and out...
PS-Juliana has a blog too, and it's a much better place to waste some time than mine.

Wednesday

I have decided to become a vegetarian

well it's now the month of april, and i feel like doing something new. you'll just have to figure out on your own what it is. In the mean time: here is the story of my day told in two pictures (there may be some extra words in there for extra clarification)