Tuesday, July 24, 2012

rental car in new york days

 this is on the back of a bus. this drawing is too much, man. there are so many things i want to say but i think you should be allowed to let this image slowly reveal itself to you. just look at it for a few minutes and i'll try to figure out how to organize my thoughts into words.
 it's national take your sandwich to the beach day so i took an impromptu trip to the beach with my buddies brian and linn. they showed me a good day and got me sunburnt. actually i have only myself to blame for that because i refused their offers of sunscreen and ignored my english heritage.
 the guy on the right was trying to show off with some handstands for some chicks, but little did he know that the master of all handstands was watching his every move and just waiting for the chance to cruise in and offer some helpful hints. this is a shot of a little handstand tutoring session and two dudes sharing information and technique on the beach. it was beautiful.
 speaking of sharing, check out all these dudes hanging out in a big circle singing and holding hands. much props to dave for pulling this off, it was truly a community affair. and many kudos for making some new york peeps feel slightly awkward and self-conscious for a few minutes. not shown: a group of ninjas having a ninja rehearsal just outside of the circle who refused to join forces with us.
 crooked arm design appreciation club: the avocado and the wino. two examples of near perfection  of simplicity of design, shape, and feel. i saw somebody selling red wino's over on 1st avenue but they wanted $25 for them. unacceptable. 
 how much does it cost to get skywriting? i would like to get some. can you do sky drawing? what if you looked up and you saw a drawing of some weird dog in the sky? i'll tell you what would happen: you'd be stoked.
 dumpster bros somewhere in pennsylvania. 
may we all be fortunate enough to know true friendship in our lives.
 i stayed the night in a deserted howard johnson's in pennsylvania. i think i was the only guest. if you looked out into the back parking lot there was a bunker-type structure  that housed the laundry room. it was completely frightening. i have never seen the movie "saw" but i'm pretty sure this building is in it and inside there dwells some sort of clown in a trenchcoat.
my rental car had xfm radio, which is mostly terrible, like everything else but then i found a grateful dead station. if you read this blog, you know that i have been going through a dead phase lately, so this was a nice experience to drive though ohio listening to them play in buffalo in 1973. after a while i got restless and started switching around to the grunge channel and the 90s channel but then drifted back. it demands a deliberate patience and presence and for a second i got all caught up in it and almost began to twirl. 

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