saw some belly dancing last night with momo in jp. going back there made me realize why i left in the first place: it's a haven for fucking hippies. not that i hate hippies, my old roommate was indeed a wonderful hippie stoner guy who always brought me soup and tea when i was sick. but something about that lifestyle always creeps me out.
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work has been weird. really fucking stressful, but at the same time, i've never laughed harder than i have in these two days.
i had also forgotten that i had amassed about 10 hours of overtime this past period. this was a nice surprise. i then had the following adventure:
1. walked outside to discover a disembowled possum. melissa and i stood by it, hoping some car would accidentally hit it again and we would get to hear the slow crunch of feeble bones. alas, this did not happen, but what a fucking cool visceral thing to come across!
2. was going to take my usual walk to south station when ian drove by in his flatbed truck and demanded i jump in. ok. i hopped in and was driven to the children's museum, where he stopped short and i almost went flying over the top of the truck. but i was holding onto a rope, so i emerged unscathed.
3. decided on a whim to head down to the barking crab for a drink. bumped into eight of my coworkers and we all had a round and bonded. then we made catapaults out of plastic forks and shot beer-soaked spitballs at yuppie businessmen. i love my fabricators!
4. headed off to harvard to purchase things. bumped into a friend at newbury's, annoyed the vendors with our "schmoozing"
5, walked back to the station and saw a guy i didn't know on a chopper i 'd never seen before. i yelled, "SCUL.ORG, DUDE!!!!" maybe he'll show up someday and i'll find out how the fuck he got a 50" duotube on a columbia 20" frame.
6. continued walking, this time saw skunk, pecan and onath riding by. i flagged them down and ran to meet them. the odd thing about this: i had dropped something and onath ran to pick it up for me. he came back and gave me a hug and asked, "hey, are we cool?" i looked at him and said, "yes. but talk any more shit about me and you can kiss your fucking nuts goodbye." i still don't have any respect for him, but i can't hate the guy forever. he can't help being a doofus.
i had emailed skunk earlier about the tall bike thing. he told me he got excited and was trying to fix skylab up for me to learn on. i said i would rather learn on compliance, it stands about 5'7" and has small cranks, and then upgrade to bonnie and clyde(at a full 6'6" and reverse cranks). he said it was a mighty fine plan and would be more than happy to be there with many many band-aids for me.
7. night is still young. let's see what happens next.
stay tuned for a new picture from the nosepicker shoot, as well as the upcoming adventures of Morbid + El Dude, which will commence in approximately 16 hours.
SUGOI.
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work has been weird. really fucking stressful, but at the same time, i've never laughed harder than i have in these two days.
i had also forgotten that i had amassed about 10 hours of overtime this past period. this was a nice surprise. i then had the following adventure:
1. walked outside to discover a disembowled possum. melissa and i stood by it, hoping some car would accidentally hit it again and we would get to hear the slow crunch of feeble bones. alas, this did not happen, but what a fucking cool visceral thing to come across!
2. was going to take my usual walk to south station when ian drove by in his flatbed truck and demanded i jump in. ok. i hopped in and was driven to the children's museum, where he stopped short and i almost went flying over the top of the truck. but i was holding onto a rope, so i emerged unscathed.
3. decided on a whim to head down to the barking crab for a drink. bumped into eight of my coworkers and we all had a round and bonded. then we made catapaults out of plastic forks and shot beer-soaked spitballs at yuppie businessmen. i love my fabricators!
4. headed off to harvard to purchase things. bumped into a friend at newbury's, annoyed the vendors with our "schmoozing"
5, walked back to the station and saw a guy i didn't know on a chopper i 'd never seen before. i yelled, "SCUL.ORG, DUDE!!!!" maybe he'll show up someday and i'll find out how the fuck he got a 50" duotube on a columbia 20" frame.
6. continued walking, this time saw skunk, pecan and onath riding by. i flagged them down and ran to meet them. the odd thing about this: i had dropped something and onath ran to pick it up for me. he came back and gave me a hug and asked, "hey, are we cool?" i looked at him and said, "yes. but talk any more shit about me and you can kiss your fucking nuts goodbye." i still don't have any respect for him, but i can't hate the guy forever. he can't help being a doofus.
i had emailed skunk earlier about the tall bike thing. he told me he got excited and was trying to fix skylab up for me to learn on. i said i would rather learn on compliance, it stands about 5'7" and has small cranks, and then upgrade to bonnie and clyde(at a full 6'6" and reverse cranks). he said it was a mighty fine plan and would be more than happy to be there with many many band-aids for me.
7. night is still young. let's see what happens next.
stay tuned for a new picture from the nosepicker shoot, as well as the upcoming adventures of Morbid + El Dude, which will commence in approximately 16 hours.
SUGOI.