amerifuckinca!

Amerikitsch. Dig it.

san francisco, son.

greetings from san francisco, people.

i rolled in to town at 2:40pm yesterday (april 9th) and hopped an airport shuttle tram to the highly efficient BART rail station. i must say, it's been a while since i've been to sfco and i was immediately refreshed and invigorated by the norcal pacific breeze. seeing houses built in hills, graf-work on tops of buildings (so that BART riders can take a gander), i could feel the electric vibe that energizes san francisco.

my friend, blanca (originally from barcelona) met me at the 24th & mission BART station to give me a tour of the great murals in the mission district. and great they were. ranging from creative outcries against gentrification to a virgin mary judging public pissers to a newer piece featuring photos of random items belonging to katrina victims, the little stretch we walked down was a feast for the eyes and mind.

afterwards, we took the train in to downtown for a bite near union square, where my other homie, peter, met us.

blanca hopped on the BART to catch a 10pm flight to nyc, while peter and i continued to his neck of the woods (near golden gate park and 'the haight'). we caught a MUNI to his side of town...and then we were delayed for 30 minutes or so just outside and then inside a tunnel. eventually, we were instructed to evacuate the train and walk the rest of the way. stepping on broken beer bottles and making spraypaint sounds with my mouth, i emerged from the tunnel thinking, "this is not a feature in any travel guide. and i love it."

we posted up at peter's place for a little bit so i could give my shoulders a rest from carrying the 300 pounds of crap in my backpack. then, with a hoodie to protect me from the cold, we headed down to the haight for a nice walk. here's a picture from the evening stroll.

travel is good.

legomania (part 2).

Trojan Horse

Trojan House

gimme a ring!

apparently in google's effort to take over the universe, they've launched a beta program called "grand central," a service that allows you to record voicemails you can leave a voicemail for me on my account by clicking the button below.

when you click the button, you will be asked to enter your name and your phone number. when you click to confirm the information, your phone will begin to ring...pick it up and you should get a cheesy message from me. leave a message if you want...or if you're scared of the interwebs as you should be, hang up and destroy your phone.

if you do decide to leave a voicemail, please be sure not to leave any personal information that you don't want in the public eye(i.e. your real name, your phone number, etc.) and if i post the message and you want it taken down, please, please let me know. that being said, i wholeheartedly welcome drunk-dials.

huzzah interwebs!



here are some samples...

voicemail from the yarbitron


voicemail from sleepy fungulus

what are you doing this groundhog day?

i'm going to the halcyon nights show at the curtain club.

come out and support live music.
support deep ellum.
support my homies.

legomania.

while most grown men are concerned with their fancy jobs, cars, mistresses, and beards, i still get my jollies by playing with legos.

here's my latest endeavor.

Legoman with Extended Buttocks Extracting Ghost Brain

Mr. Ed's Revenge.

Beware of Greeks.

aliens invade stephenville!!!

if you've been paying attention to the hardest of hard-hitting news, you know that aliens have landed in a small texas town and they are sucking the brains out of every creature with a teat. like any self-respecting, award-winning journalist, i lopped off my nipples, fashioned a protective tin-foil helmet, and took a day a trip to stephenville. the drive was relaxing. the people were friendly. and the aliens were running a muck. here's what i saw.

remember...none of these pictures have been edited.

believe EVERYTHING.