Unfavorable Topography: 05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Well here it is duder...You started this several years ago and perhaps it might just keep me(us) sane. So let's see, since I left Syracuse a week from today I have driven close to 1000 miles already for the summer and I have yet to travel to Chicago (which I am leaving tomorrow for the weekend!) and obviously the ultimate trip to Los Angeles. Oh boy! Hesitating a bit about that one, that might take some thinking before hand.

Anyways, I drove down to Pennsylvania a week ago today to visit my dear loved one, spending two wonderful days, and unfortunately having to leave on a semi-rainy Saturday. When I arrived home I talked to my mother and heard my phone ring at 11:30pm with a call from Jonathan McGlone who was fresh off his controversial graduation ceremony at Calvin College where a certain President G.W. Bush gave the graduation speech to an apparently pleased crowd, with Jon and a few others offering dissenting opinions. So we chatted about that for awhile and then he left to go back to Grand Rapids I imagine to move out and make plans for the summer with Nick and the gang.

My next venture took me to East Lansing, where a slew of friends went (and still go) to university. Those were a couple drinking nights, but not drunken nights, so that's a positive. The Pistons lost last night as I sat in Rick's American Cafe (?) and drank a few pitchers with Zemanski, Germain, Andy, Vargo, Show, Podolak, Guy, Nephew, etc. etc. We talked about the past, present, future. Shots at stardom, when our buddy Josh Robertson almost nabbed the part of the young Stacy Peralta in Lords of Dogtown two summers ago, but after several director changes and a plethora of producers' money took a more Hollywood approach and the kid from Gus Van Sant's Elephant took the role instead. Oh well. It was nice while it lasted.

This afternoon I returned and have been tweaking mixes all day pretty much--ohhooohh I shot around a basketball for a good hour which was nice. Outside and the old clubhouse where I used to live by the high school. Damn, so many good memories and games played there. It struck me awkwardly that I will probably never play another game there with anyone but myself. Its weird no one is around here anymore. Even Cosens is spending the summer in the Upper Peninsula and Craig is working a new job in Kalamazoo and has little free time for any of our galavanting about. Oh well. There is always the future.

Oh, a word about the mixes. My winner this time around goes to Adam Frucci!!! Man alive is that guy on fire from three point range right now. A very good mix, last time it was Bill's, but this time Adam's has not left my automobile. And with all the driving I have been doing, I've been listening to it quite often. So congrats to Adam. I hope his graduation party goes well this weekend. I know its supposed to rain here in Michigan, so maybe it will not reach New Hampshire in time. All the best to him and the other graduates. Congratulations!

I will leave you on this note of songs I wished I would have put on my mix but listened to them too late:

The Dirty Projectors - Not Having Found

The Skygreen Leopards - Careless Gardeners (of Eden)... OR Where do songs come from?

Have a good summer. If anyone wants, I can forward an email sent to me by Dave Nielsen giving directions on how to do Dhalsim's moves from Street Fighter.

Ciao.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

I'm back from Miami. No, "Bailamos" is not constantly playing everywhere you go. It is, however, constantly playing in my head (along with "All the Wars" and fucking Cocomo). Yes, I did stop shaving. The weekend mission was accomplished yesterday when I signed a lease for a nice little apartment in Coral Gables. It looks kind of like:


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I like it a lot. I just don't know what I'm going to put in it seeing that I have to buy or obtain everything one needs to survive down there in south Florida. Mas later.

Friday, May 20, 2005

I'm 4 floors above Coral Gables, FL tonight, checking in and wanting to show and tell you about everything that's been distracting me lately. I'll toss some pictures up here once I'm back home. Perhaps you can see how nice it is here. I just typed "beautiful" first but then decided to delete it because that particular adjective would be a stretch. I like it a lot, though. It just feels very unfamiliar. And too hoity-toity. And I'm walking around wearing a Make Believe hoodie pulled over my dragon polo shirt with dirty $3 flip-flops wondering where I'll fit. This weekend I hope to find somewhere to live come August.

The last 48 hours for me have been kind of a blur. The month of May always seems to do this too me. Two years ago I was riding around New York, Canada, Michigan, and Ohio for a week in a Suburban full of people and music stuff. Last summer I moved over to Euclid for a few weeks before setting up a bed and desk in a spare room at my Grandma's house to become deeply immersed in the Law School Admissions Test. That kind of killed half of June too, I guess. This May I was running around the Syr doing things like graduating and having yard sales and attempting to stop time with babybabybaby. That brings me to yesterday, when I drove to Delaware, slept for four hours, and arrived in Miami this morning.

When things slow down we'll make eyes again.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005





Friday, May 06, 2005

DONE. With college, that is. In celebration I will now post all 4,000 words of my American Political Thought take-home final.



















or just post the best picture of all-time

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Damn, B!
Another flyer, B!

Sunday, May 01, 2005

How cool is that?

Since when does Syracuse Shows book decent ish? Peep:



I love me some Make Believe, especially when I can see them in a cafe called Mezzanote that is kind of abuzz right now and on a day that falls two days after my college graduation. For $5! With all the cash I'm saving I think I'll buy Sam Zurich a beer or three.