"Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness."
Robertson Davies.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Last nite in Denver.

I really, really like it here in Denver.
I got to see more of downtown today, 16th street mall, Paris on the Platte, and fashion nation...not at all in that order.
Denver reminds me a little of Toronto...and some moments of Austin, just segments of streets here and there.
I took some pictures I will post them eventually.
In the mean time look at the ones Jess and I took yesterday and on the way down here.
Anywho, I got to go to Pablos again today they roast my current favorite blend 'Two stroke smoke' Randall introduced me to it and wow, it's the best coffee roast I have ever tasted.
I'm no expert tho...but I know what I like.
I bought a pound of two stroke and a t-shirt, tomorrow I'm gonna go get a hoodie and a couple of souvenirs for Austin folks like Sarah and Josh and Manna and Ron...damn anyway I fly outta here at noon tomorrow and get home 6 hours later, then I gotta get things fixed up for the contest on Saturday.
I hope I get some good sleep tonite 'cause tomorrow is a big 'ol day.
goodnite kiddos.
I'll see you soon.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Vacation,apocolypse,pressure.

So here I sit in an one of the most awesome houses I have ever been in, you know one of those houses you see in like a pottery barn catalog? Like on the small side? That's the one.
(I'm in Denver, Colorado by the way.)
And this is the 3rd day of my mini vacation, not that I deserved one with my jobless ass, but my friends needed help moving and I saw no opportunity in the near future for a shot like this to see a little bit more of the world, now especially at a time when a lot of my friends are moving/going away...the bug kinda bit me too.
I figured this would be a good way to get outta Austin and do some good friends a solid.
So our first day went with only a few delays and distractions, but once on the road things went well.
Until we began to hear weather reports about tornados, snow, high winds,rain, and the 10 plagues...all at once in our path to Denver.
So we decided to stop in Amarillo for the night ate dinner and slept badly.
Woke up to clear skies and no apocolypse...hmm seems we got lucky until we get 300 miles from Denver, to a town called Kit Carson.
The high winds were reaking havoc on the moving truck our friends rented.
And mostly the radio reports were fucking scary.
We drove another 20 miles to town called Hugo where four tornadoes were heading slowly towards our location but ahead of them was snow more high winds and a few false alarms on the tornado sirens across the street from the weird smelling hotel room we rented.
After a gas station dinner and cup of watery hot cocoa I watched an entire season of Dr Who on my ipod because the cable was out...sleep came roughly, broken and riddled with waking moments of slight panic.
A small blizzard roared outside and ended as quickly as it started...all in all 5 hours maybe of inclimate weather but we were in for the night.
Back on the road at 8am got us thru clear skies with snow drifts on the plains to either side of highway 70 we carried on easily yet worse for wear got into Denver by noon today all of us in one piece.
I fall in love with Denver easily, and want to move here...not 'cause it's Denver but 'cause it's not Austin...and more importantly does not remind me of austin in any way.
Today the weather was 55 and sunny, perfect in my book.
But the downside is now I am getting peer pressured into not even leaving...like we can get you a job here, and if you go you'll puss out and not come back.
Fock.
I'm trying to play it cool, and not be pushed around as I am prone to allow.
Sometimes people can give you good advise for the wrong reason or at the wrong time...this is the case here I think.
They mean well however, they are not considering whats going on in my life.
Which realistically is nothing but it in in transition, I am about to apply for a job that if it pans out will allow Sarah and I to become financially square, and then maybe for me to go to school to learn a trade I can travel with...maybe even to denver.
I will post more later, and maybe photos.
later folks.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

A mini Vacation













Nope this is not Austin,Tx.
This is Denver, Colorado, and where I will be all this week because I am helping 2 of my friends move.
I hope the weather stays nice up there during.
by the way did you know that if the shit hit the fan Denver would be the new U.S. capitol?
it is pretty.
anywho, I won't be at movie Tuesday.
but I will be back in time for Iron Cook.
see you all then.
bc3

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Confirming my 'Hater' status.

Ok, So my buddy Rob and his lovely wife 'Becca are moving back to Louisiana on Monday.
(I'm gonna miss them.)
To demonstrate how nice they are: they invited me and paid for the three of us to go to The OMWF sing along, now if you know me, I am not the most forgiving or patient of guys when it comes to people being jack asses.
Sure it's a short coming, and hell its gotten me fired from a few jobs...but I've never even once gone to 'the rocky horror picture show' for this exact reason.
I'm a cranky fucker.
As greatful as I am that they wanted to take me, no offense intended to them...Imagine going to see one of your favorite movies, not most favorite, but a favorite and the whole audience is talking thru the whole thing, singing to the songs in the background, speaking every line loud enough for the whole theater to hear.
My head almost came off.
I was born this way.
I felt like I was living for one night in the world from that horrendously stupid movie that Crispin Glover made where he was the only person not afflicted with downs syndrome in the whole world...like our one little couch was floating in a sea of...I think you get the idea.

Anyway, I realized today that drinking and singing don't mix...I never liked karaoke.
I think people who can sing should, and those of us who can't sing should wait til' we're alone and belt out whatever possesses us then.
Yelling ain't singing.

I hate to say this but the whole experience made me almost regret ever seeing a single episode of Buffy.
There I said it.
Now I have to find out if I still even like the show.
fock.
damn nerds.
Ni ta ma de. Tianxia suoyoude ren dou gai si
on the upside, 'Hot Fuzz' was friggin awesome.
I got to see it on Thursday.
nite kiddos.
bc3