Thursday, July 31, 2003

 

back to the grind

It is so hard being at work again after so many days off.. why oh why couldn't I have just seen 4 more Phish shows.. thats all just 4 more..


Tuesday, July 29, 2003

 

good times / bad times

Well here I am having the time of my life on the open road and back home a good friend is going thru some serious shit.

I hope you get thru it girl because you deserve such good things in life. Your dreams will carry you above all this bullshit.

I got some photos back already, here's some fun we had in Wisconsin.

Rita showing off our tickets at our hotel in Milwaukee.


Me, Athena and Rita outside Alpine Valley in East Troy, Wisconsin.


I call this one DanHuh? I'm not sure why.


Monday, July 28, 2003

 

East Coast

Before reaching Baltimore, I got off the freeway to grab some tourist photos. Bryan woke up and said "Are we in Richmond Virginia already?" No. Look to your right. The Washington Mounument is about three hours North of Richmond, VA.

Now I am in Baltimore. Bryan is home safe. His mommy is happy. I am very tired for I just drove from Atlanta to Baltimore in one swoop.

Sunday, July 27, 2003

 

South Hill, VA

I am now in Virginia. We will sleep here and then hit up Baltimore.

This vegetarian shit is hard already. I am at a 50s style place called Arnold's Diner. Elvis is standing in the doorway and Hank Williams is on the juke box. Actually, I paid for Hank Williams on the juke box but it's not playing. Now I just paid for the Beach Boys and that one is playing OK. I don't normally like the Beach Boys except for the Pet Sounds album, however, Good Vibrations was recorded during the Pet Sounds sessions so I like that one. I actually liked that one before I ever knew they were recorded in the same sessions.

CHANGE OF PLANS: We're going thru to Baltimore tonight.

As the ocean gets closer I really want to see it more. I haven't seen the Atlantic Ocean since I was 15. Weird, considering I've been to both New York City and Boston, but I never had time to see the water during those trips.

Smell the salt yet?

 

South Carolina

OK, I broke down. This no corporate food thing isn't working out so well when I get really hungry and can't find a place.

I am at a Hooters. It's really hard to not eat chicken when you are at a Hooters. I went with fish, the Grilled Mahi Sandwich. It's a little soggy but tastes great.

Hooters girls rock. I am in such a good mood. Crazy shit went down in the last 12 hours. I met Bryan at our hotel in Atlanta. He got his ass whopped good in the ghetto. Needless to say he has no money to help himself home so I am taking him home.

I chose Hooters to bring him up a little. After almost getting murdered last night, he's not doing so well. The cleavage from the Hooters girls bending over to wipe the fucking blood off his legs made him feel a bit better. I've only known this guy for 14 hours but I am a damn good friend.

I am now on my way to Baltimore. I am going to be very late for work.

 

Atlanta, GA

Phish's first set tonight was perfection at its finest.

My thoughts race when Phish takes the stage. The music inspires me to move my body, excel my mind and focus on my future. I can't describe how many good ideas I come up with at a show. I need to record my brainwaves directly and interpret them into finer details later. If only that were possible.

I decided I am a super hero. A hero who's mission it is to make my life better in some way every day.

This being alone for 3 days on the road is the best thing thats ever happened to me. I am really figuring some shit out about myself. I would explain it all but I think its better left explained through my future actions.

Saturday, July 26, 2003

 

It's a Peach

Well here I am about to see my last Phish show. Every night has gotten more and more fantasitic. It soon ends. I will be taking off my Bonnaroo wristband as a symbol of my return to real life. Sad. Sad.

They call Atlanta HOTlanta for a reason. I am down to a tank top and work out shorts. Sporting a Detroit Red Wings logo on my shorts and Detroit Tigers on my shirt.

I seem to have forgotten my notebook in the hotel room so I will have to type in my previous entries later.

This has been a fantastic journey. I am really glad I didn't say "I'M NOT GOING TO THE LAST SHOWS ALONE!" when Scotty couldn't make it. I traded last nights extra ticket for some cool glass work and tonight I hope to get some cash because I am running and Discover card is running thin as well. I have about $400 left on it and $100 cash. I have been charging all gas and most restaurant purchases on the card. It's about 14 hours to drive home from here. Its really hard to drive that far alone.

 

South Carolina

I wanted breakfast but with this "no corporate chains" outlook on traveling it makes it hard to find a restaurant.

I am traveling South in South Carolina, about 20 minutes from the Georgia border. This place is called JL Toppers and I am the only customer here.

"What do the locals know that I do not?" I joked as I drove up. My other breakfast options are Bob Evans, IHOP or Denny's... all corporate.

The locals apparently know that JL Toppers has no breakfast options. I chose a veggie burger, as this trip has somehow turned me into a vegetarian again.

Last night Phish was incredible.. AGAIN. I had been waiting 5 shows to hear Chalkdust Torture and I finally got it. They also played Harry Hood which is now my favorite song. Jumping from #3, it stands before Chalkdust Torture @ #2 and Run Like an Antelope @ #1. Funny how my favorite songs involve lyrics of living life to the fullest or just feeling good.

Harry Hood got me through some tough times. After a 17 hour work shift (TGIF/Kinko's) I would listen to Harry Hood, starting at the 7 minute mark. By the time "You can feel good..." lyrics rolled around I DID feel good.

Tonight is my last show. That makes me sad. I wish I was going to IT in Maine but I love my job so I better get back to it.

Friday, July 25, 2003

 

London, KY

I am in London. I had to stop driving. Careenind through Kentucky mountains at 85 mph is fun and all, but when it's dark and sleep is calling it is best to stop and find a place to rest.

London, Kentucky seems to be a peaceful place. The site of the mountain landscape is calming. It's hard to take in all the beauty while driving. I must remember to stop driving to take it all in. I guess that goes for a lot of things in life, not just driving.

Scotty is officially not going. I am really alone now. I will have to try to get some money back by selling or trading these tickets.

 

Lexington, KY

Kentucky is the new Ohio. It took me about 5 minutes in this state to reach a general pissed off mood. Entering from Indiana, you must divide into lanes depending on which interstate you would like next. You make this decision on a BRIDGE with 20 feet to spare before the ramps begin. My ramp is closed, so I go the wrong way and figure I can turn around at the next exit.

Off the highway I find no left turn is allowed. With a blatent disregard for local law enforement I turn left and run a red light at the same time.

Karma has a way of coming back at you and the hour long construction traffic backup was my karmic reward.

Now here is my second beef with Kentucky today: It took a good 4 miles for these people to MERGE 1 lane. That's all the construction zone required. No multiple lane changes so both sides of the freeway can share a side. No, just move over 1 lane. You have 4 miles to do it. Don't strain yourself.

How many fender benders can people have with just 1 land change? 6.

Now I sit in Lexington, Kentucky, waiting for my upscale fish and chip to arrive. I had Applebee's for Lunch and have thus sworn off all corporate giants for food service. I will buy my travel food a) on the lot at Phish or b) at an establishment that represents the local community I am visiting. This place is called deSha's and judging by the silverware setup, they are famous for the way they can cook a cow.

It should be 5 hours to Charlotte and I will get a room for 2 nights. After switching towns and sleeping outside I am spoiling myself with a real room.

It's just me now. I feel a burden lifted. All I need to look out for is DAN.

Friday, July 18, 2003

 

on the road again

Well i should have known this trip was going to be strange. I left my house, hopping on the highway from Grand River. I stopped for gas about 100 miles West in Portland, MI and low and behold I was getting off on Grand River. Weird. I filled up and went to go get Rita

I was a little excited to show Rita our tickets and we oogled them in her room. Got on the freeway and 2 hours later we are in Chicago. I go to grab directions to the hotel room and ITS GONE. I left everything on Ritas bed, including all 15 tickets to see Phish.

So then we went BACK to GR and then BACK to Chicago and now I am at the Apple Store on a little Titantium PowerBook after buying an auto adapter for my iPod to get power from the car. Now we are off to Milwaukee. peace.

Wednesday, July 16, 2003

 

Stay Healthy!

Masturbating Lowers Prostate Cancer Risk - Study

LONDON (Reuters) - Frequent masturbation, particularly in the 20s, helps prevent prostate cancer later in life, according to new research.

Australian scientists have shown that the more men masturbate between the ages of 20 and 50, the less likely they are to develop the disease that kills more than half a million men each year.

They suspect that frequent ejaculation has a protective effect against the cancer because it prevents dangerous carcinogens from building up in the gland.

"The more you flush the ducts out, the less there is to hang around and damage the cells that line them," Graham Giles, of the Cancer Council Victoria in Melbourne, told New Scientist magazine on Wednesday.

In a survey of 1,079 prostate cancer patients and 1,259 healthy men, Giles and his team discovered that men who ejaculated more than five times a week in their 20s were a third less likely to develop an aggressive form of the disease.

The findings contradict previous studies which suggested that having a variety of partners or frequent sexual activity could increase the risk of prostate cancer by 40 percent.

But Giles said the earlier research concentrated on intercourse, whereas his study focused on masturbation. Infections caused by sexual activity could account for the different findings.

"Men have many ways of using their prostate which don't involve women or other men," he added.

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

 

hot stuff!

Fire Vagabond.. very sweet stuff!

Monday, July 14, 2003

 

Phish Tour 2003 - Rundown on Travel Miles

Detroit -> Grand Rapids 126 miles [ Get Rita ]


Grand Rapids -> Milwaukee 278 miles [2 shows @ Alpine Valley]


Milwaukee -> Indianapolis 279 miles [3 shows @ Deer Creek / Verizon Wireless]
Staying in Chicago on Saturday night.

Then taking off to Deer Creek in Indianapolis


Send Rita home on the bus... take Scotty to the next show.

Indianapolis -> Charlotte 600 miles [1 show @ Verizon Wireless]
Stopping in Kentucky to see Brandis.

Then off to North Carolina


Charlotte -> Atlanta 243 miles [ 1 show @ HiFi Buys ]


Scotty goes on to the next show... I drive home alone.

Atlanta -> Detroit 722.62 [ The Long Road Home ]


2248 miles on my car for Phish this summer! I am over figuring at 2700 miles (Chicago driving, etc!) and I think I will need 9 gas fillups on the 10 day trip. Whether or not I am totally wrong, Discover Card will be the first to know.

 

Woah! Neo...

What ping pong is like in the matrix.

Sunday, July 13, 2003

 

$70 / 70s

i am gonna go buy a coffee table today. art van has a decent one for $70 and I am using a hand me down from the 1970s so I figure its appropriate

Friday, July 11, 2003

 

PIRATES!

Ahoy matey!

Thursday, July 10, 2003

 

its always better when its free

we had a stressful morning dealing with some crazy shit so this afternoon the client walks back in, thanks us for the way we handled things. says 'i wanna give you guys a hug and a kiss' so group hug and then chris wirth says 'how about some tequilla!?' so we all kissed tequilla together ... i love my job.

 

From the Los Angeles Times, July 10:

Skip Battin, 69; Musician Was Member of Byrds, Flying Burrito Brothers

By the Los Angeles Times
†††† Skip Battin, 69, a bass guitarist, singer and songwriter, died
Sunday of complications from Alzheimer's disease in Silverton, Ore.
†††† Battin was a member of the Byrds, Flying Burrito Brothers and
New Riders of the Purple Sage.
†††† Clyde Skip Battin was born in Ohio and attended college in
Tucson, Ariz., where he began his musical partnership with Gary
Paxton, who used the nickname "Flip" when they recorded the pop
hits "It Was I" and "Cherry Pie" as Skip & Flip. Both records peaked
at No. 11 on Billboard's Hot 100 chart.
†††† None of Battin's three solo albums released from 1971 to 1983
cracked Billboard's album chart, but his first, titled "Flip," was
reissued recently.
†††† During the 1980s and into the '90s, he participated in various
Byrds-New Riders-Burritos reunions. He also worked frequently in
Europe and lived for a time in Italy, recording and performing with
other Southern California country-rock veterans.
†††† "He was professional, nice guy," said songwriter-producer and
singer Kim Fowley, who met Battin in 1959 and wrote songs with him
for two decades. "Skip was a diplomat, a real gentleman, a good loyal
friend, and as a musician he was the ultimate sideman and group
member."

Thursday, July 03, 2003

 

The Unhappy Mac

Remember the icon the Classic Macintosh used to give when it crashed? It had x x eyes?

The unhappy iPod icon relives the days of old (when Macs used to crash.)

If your iPod's hard disc fails the error test you get this:


Tuesday, July 01, 2003

 

is there a july 4 in canada?

july will be a great month. july 5 is norah jones. july 12 is four deep at the berkley front, july 18-26 is phish.

I just got my tickets to see Radiohead ON MY BIRTHDAY so this year will be more fun than last year for sure.

2003 Birthday


2002 Birthday

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