10.25.2009
9.12.2009
A black man was shot and hanaged by a mob of 300 people in Ruston, LA in 1938.WHOAH! Any of you seen this before? For those (imaginary) readers that don't know me personally, Ruston is my small hometown in north Louisiana. Great grandparents of Rustonites milling around in the background. Awful.
7.27.2009
LA MEUSE
French people, especially young ones, are crazy when it comes to cars, or maybe us americans are too lackadaisical. I took a trip to Xavier's ongoing cabin project this weekend, and had the good fortune to catch a ride and not have to pay for a train. We struck out from the Paris suburbs, direction - La Meuse. Before leaving, comments were made about how with five people in the car, it was overloaded and potentially a risky drive, in case the brakes don't work, downshift, use the engine brake, the car isn't used to this load, so be prepared, all good advice, but you just get the impression that you're embarking on something much more epic or dangerous than just a car ride. 10 minutes outside of Paris, we were reassured that the driver had checked the air pressure in all tires, and good thing, because they all differed slightly. The driver commented on how crazy the other drivers on the road were because the had "such a close following distance" "Zero zone de securité, c'est hallucinant, les gens!" We pull into our first rest stop, the driver panics and doesn't know where to park at the gas station, or how to get there ( just keep going straight, until you arrive at the gas station, yes you can even pass through the place where people get gas, not park there, and continue to the parking spot) mini crisis avoided...Arriving in Verdun and leaving the autoroute, then the horror stories of driving too fast through villages began, girlfriends scolded driving boyfriends about speed limits, paying attention to shoulders, and to watch out for the fog. At one point we went through a patch of fog that lasted maybe two seconds, shrieking ensued. After a nice weekend of woodsy outdoorsin' we hit the road for Paris, and the horror, we were stuck behind tractors...on more than one occasion! after quasi panic attacks, we explained that it was okay, and all you had to do was pass, quickly, on the left.
The ride home was less problematic, i think because everyone was too tired, and maybe, just maybe, because they accepted that driving a car with people in it, is actually that easy.
UPDATE : PHOTOS
7.13.2009
CLASSIC BLOG POST (lots of inline links)
My friend Beto hooked me up with the box set LIKE OMIGOD 80S. Its pretty much the best way to get a dance party started, or push through your shitty afternoon of work. Check the tracklist here.
This boxset is the tits, honest engine.
Through this music collection, I rediscoverd five time grammy award winner Christopher Cross and his magical hit "Sailing" which some claimed spawned the yacht rock genre.
Check out this incredible live video
did you see that Christopher Cross was wearing a number 34 jersey, which we can only assume, thanks to that light blue, red, and white colorway to be a Houston Oilers jersey.
Thats right, Cross is repping none other than Earl Campbell. Too sick. Why? Cross is from San Antone
afterword:
NSYNC also covered this song, unfortunately and not surprisingly, their version sucks. I would link you but you can find it on youtube if you don't believe me
7.02.2009
6.09.2009
I would suggest that all who arent fans of large coroporations on Facebook to become fans, that way you can get updates like "Just reminding everyone to swing through Chick-Fil-A on your way home for a new thick milkshake" and watch as 3,000 people like it.
6.03.2009
On the East Side - Jew[ish] New Year (LOC)
worked last sunday
worked sat and sunday the weekend before
people were in town
running errands for work
:
sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep
