Archive for September, 2003

Music a gogo

The other night I went to a sweet little show at the Ogden in denver with Interpol whom rock, and
The Stills whom rock harder. For me it has become exceedingly rare to see bands that I really enjoy. Anyway if you have not already done so, I highly recommend you buy the album Turn on the Bright Lights. I have been listening to it all day and it just keeps getting better.
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el cielo

Tonight I lost a little bit more hope in the world, simply because my food arrived late and ice cold. Apparently I was at one of denver’s finest new restaurants, Cielo, and was being served “exciteing new latin cusine”, but what I got was a dish that appeared to have had about as much care applied to it as I might have expected if it had been prepared for dogs. It makes me sad when I am really expecting something great and instead get a piece of shit. The meal was not all bad, the front of the house at least made things tolerable, and that says a lot. They comped me my dinner, my bottle of wine, and our deserts. Was it enough of a consolation? ehh… better than nothing, but I still wish I could have gone back to the kitchen and told the cooks how much they sucked.

I guess I really shouldn’t let a few crappy cooks diminish my hope in the world, but hey, what can I say… bad food bums me out.

miss your america

So a College friend of mine Jane Noseworthy is Miss Nebraska and is competing in the illustrious miss America pageant tomorrow night. Here is pic from one of the prelims. What a hoot. Root for her!

work out time

I just watched American Psycho 2 and, despite it’s bad bad reviews (see here, here, and here), I think it ruled. What is it about a sociopathic personality?

I think that I sleep too much. I know this does not seem as though it is a problem on the surface, but I think that there must be better things that I could be doing with myself other that what I am doing, that is nothing. Granted my dreams are rather riveting, but I still think that I could be doing something more productive.

No… I’m mistaken. There is nothing more important than what I am doing right now. When it comes right down to it, my doing nothing is quite spiritual, I have a clean mind. Nothing is coming in, and nothing is going out. Listen to the sound of my omm beating. Why has “something” gotten to take up such a prominent position in our daily lives? “Nothing” that is where the shit is at. Embrace nothing. Be nothing. Think nothing. This is the key to understanding nothing. Maybe I have hit upon the one thing that will make me a success. Maybe not. I have a huge desire to “be” but I am determined to fail.

Cali-faction

So I am in California for the time being. What a neat place. If there were any more sunshine I don’t think I would know what to do with myself. So I road the rails to get out here and I have an observation, the train is luxury. Being able to aford the time to spend two day in transit where a plane would do the same in 5 hours is pure decandence. Air travel has become so pedestrian. So I am here to see a cousin get married, I am really excited. The Ceremony is going to be at my uncles house in Sonoma, who just happens to have to have vinyards, and so at the reception dinner we are going to have a good old fashioned grape stomping. So that should be a good time.

In other news I am still waiting to hear on the status of a job at the Yellowstone Club. Ia m trying my best to be a ski guide. I think a little stint as a pro skier is just what I need to rehabilitate from my years living in the plain states.