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Back from Picnicland... Ready for a long one??



Okay, so like I just woke up... Yay!

Anyway, I went down just for one day for a photo shoot. It went very very well.
I stayed at the motel 6 on Airport Road. It was next door to a whorehouse. A real, live WHORE HOUSE! I though it was just a small strip club and went in. Boy oh boy were they suprised to see me there.
When I first got in, it took me a good 20 minutes to figure out how to make a phone call. You have to dial the area code, no matter what, but no 1 in front of it. I finally gave up and just walked to the hotel from the airport. I stopped in a Jack in the Box on the way. First time ever! It wasnt all that bad.
Because I'm hella poor, I only could stay one nite in the hotel so I had to check out and find something to do. I found there was a strip club down the street so I walked down there. In Houston, ladies must be escorted in strip clubs. I found that quite strange. I also found that quite annoying because that meant I still had to find something to do. Luckily there was a carnival across the street so I wandered around that and took pictures. A bunch of grackels dive bombed me while I was there. Those are the fucking spookiest birds ever. How do you guys tolerate them? I swear they're like satan incarnate!!
After getting bored with that whole area of Houston, I grabbed my HUGE suitcase and hopped the bus down to where I was going for the shoot. I hung out at the transfer station for a bit reading a newspaper to kill time but finally the birds spooked me back onto my next bus.
This place was like hardcore in the middle of the mexican ghetto. At first, I thought I had the wrong address so I called, but the photog was still asleep so I needed to kill some more time. I found an open air bar with some pool tables so I played a couple of mexican dudes in pool. One was convinced that I was the police, the other was convinced that I was hot. After I got bored with that I grabbed my bags and walked back downtown to find some good food. I have blisters on my hands from dragging them around so far.
Downtown Houston is odd and interesting. They have a cute little light rail that only goes down one street but is so busy. It travels like 6 blocks but is packed with people willing to pay 50 cents so they don't have to walk 2 blocks. WTF? Lazy fucks!
Once the sun went down, though, downtown got kinda creepy. I finally got ahold of the photographer and he said he would pick me up where I was because he didn't want me hanging around downtown at nite. It wasn't really like unsafe or anything, there were just alot of street kids. One had a dog named Ronnie James Dio (photo to come soon). He panhandled all day to get his pup his rabies shot. What a sweetie!
The photoshoot was awesome. I got to cover a couple of Suicidegirl's boobs in paint. Hooray for me! It looks really really great so far. Phillip is an AMAZING photographer! It was nice to work in a clean studio for once. They even went outside to smoke their cigarettes. For once! No lines of coke on every flat surface!
After we were done - at like 3 in the morning! - Philip took me back to the airport where I waited for my flight. I was able to sleep for 45 minutes before I got on the plane. We took off okay and on time and the flight was pretty smooth. When we got to Chicago, though, the weather was too bad to land so we got put in holding for a half hour. I got to sleep then too. After a half hour of flying around in circles above Chicago, they diverted us to Kansas City because there was no way we were gonna be able to land in Chicago. So we fly down to KC and as we approach, they get on the intercom and tell us that the weather is too bad there too and we're running out of gas. The nearest place where we can land is Omaha. Yeah... Omaha... Ugh. Luckily, we get to snowy, snowy, Omaha and only have to sit on the plane for about 20 minutes before they tell us that the plane right next to us is going to take us back to Chicago. So we get on the next plane and fly back up to Chicago... And get put in holding for another half hour because there's so many planes ahead of us that need to land. So we make more lazy lil circles above Chicago before finally getting down on the ground.
4 hours late.
I came straight home and went to sleep.
And just woke up.
The parents were supposed to wake me up for dinner, but never did so I also haven't eaten since dinner the day before yesterday. Well, I take that back. I had dry roasted peanuts. Yum!

I can't wait for the photos to be all edited and niced up. They're gonna look so awesome. You all aren't gonna believe that I'm capable of such AWESOMENESS!!!!