7.14.2008
7.13.2008
HUGHES
-I wonder what he’s like at dinner parties. I’m sure Nazi hunting = stories galore, but a job like that requires so much dedication that it must make him act so serious all the time, so when he does tell stories they’re the kind that make people go silent, cough awkwardly, sip on their water, and quietly ask for a piece of bread.
the national hoax.
7.11.2008
TAKSIM
on the streets of the one of the busiest districts in istanbul, they still sell exploding cigarettes.
7.09.2008
7.08.2008
today...
i have heard
"persnickety"
"politickin"
"i love gravy"
and
"i'll take care of that sonnofabitch"
last night i ate, whole fried bream, whole fried mullet, fried alligator, hushpuppies, and sweet potato french fries.
for lunch i had hamburger steak and vidalia onions, stewed squash, coleslaw, green beans, and biscuits.
add one gallon of sweet tea to each of those meals.
what does john mccain think about bloggers?
comforting to think that a presidential candidate feels that way about a medium and and news source that is rapidly changing the world we live in.
7.06.2008
MEHHHHH.....
im back in jacksonville,
i walked around my house all afternoon trying to think of something to do, and maybe hoping that someone would just manifest themselves into the kitchen or living room.
my parents, sister and dog are cool.
i need some projects.
or a massive cross country roadtrip.
or a job?
THE KILLER JOKE
thank you monty python.
i have to admit i really havent seen much of the old sketch comedy bits from the tv series, but i'm also not smoking much pot these days... will they be funny?
7.05.2008
ISLAMORADA
i just got back from the florida keys.
specifically islamorada. i didn't really take many (any) pictures, so i'll have to wait until some people send me some. My friend said "I'll put them on facebook, don't worry." and then said " I always say that, but never do, but this time i will." little comfort.
Anyway, it was awesome, we went fishing one morning and caught two mahi mahi one of which was 38 pounds. the four of us were incredibly jacked when we finally landed the fish, this emotion was immediately followed by horror, inquietude, and queasiness as the fish flopped and jabbed a hook through my friend's finger...After trying to clip the hook with pliers for about 15 unsuccessful minutes, we went back in and went to the hospital. Since the fishing had been so good, Patrick, the host and boat owner, (also the guy who got the hook through his finger) decided we should go back out.
So we struck out in search of some more mahi-mahi, but it wouldn't be fishing without boat trouble now would it?
some sensor was screwed up and we couldn't go above 7 miles an hour, which led to us catching no more fish, and us drinking all the beer we brought as we puttered back in to the camp. I also caught the most vicious back sunburn i have ever.
THE INSTIGATOR
- vodka
- orange juice
- gatorade
- pom floater

