Where and when

Where am I anymore?

Austin (11/21/07)
Raleigh
London
Amsterdam
London
Raleigh
Dallas
Austin
Dallas
Washington
Dallas
Austin (Today)
Dallas (Tomorrow)
Palm Springs
Dallas
Austin
Raleigh
Dallas
San Francisco
Sydney
Auckland
Melborne
Rarotonga
Melborne
Sydney
San Francisco
Dallas
Austin (1/12/08)

Emotional Disconnection

It was emotional and a disconnect, but not appreciated so I deleted.


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Snapshots in Time

John Goes National Geo

Jason Contemplates Life in a Wooden Shoe

Mark in deep thoughts about miniature windmills

Casey, mobile as always.

A Dutch Mini Miracle

We took the train to the Hague today and hit up Madurodam. Holland's miniture city. Everything is scaled to 1/25 of actual size. It was cold and windy and the fall leaves that often found their way into the streets really screwed up the visual scale. Nonetheless, it was really cool and we shot some great pics. The only thing that could have made it more fabulous was if they would have built a scale model of Madurodam and included it in the city. Now that would be worth the 9EU admission price.

For Black Peits Sake

So we've been seeing this strange character in blackface all over Holland. Hes on every store window, Television commercial and street poster. He called Zwarte Pieten (Black Peit). Black Peit accompanies Sinterklaas (Santa Clause) and some people say he helps identifies bad children who will, as a result, receive rocks in their wooden shoes rather than a present or candy. Whatever he stands for, hes a white man, dressed as a clown in complete black face, afro hair and bright red lipstick on that people literally run away from. I guess it's strange to see a country still celebrate something that includes an obvious racially-motivated stereotype without racial riots and a cease and desist order from some sort of overly sensitive interest group.

Yeah I said it...!

"Black Peit loves him some candy...."

This Black Peit was grabbing my ass while I took this picture. Really.

Wanna get beat up on Halloeen?

Amsterdam'n it

Canal homes with hoisting beams

Room with a view

The Dutch are well heeled.

Red Light Chocolates

Fry Guys

bike jam

Fat girls doin' it for themselves...

I have no idea where CR dug this chick up from, but she's beyond fierce. Walk on sister!

Hag Envy!!!

I love Ina Garten. I'm totally jealous of all her sophisticated gay friends I see eating with her on the patio on Martha's Vineyard. Pick me damnit!!

Broadway or Park Avenue?

I finally met Mr. Big, the 42 y/o international trade attorney who I’ve been chit chatting with in typing class. We had lunch near my office yesterday and exchanged bios, glances and some serious veiled innuendos. All was fine until he confessed to his 8 year long “relationship” with a married guy, which is still in full swing. To accommodate, they both escape to his home in San Diego once a month for their “alone” time. Evidentially the Guys wife knows all about it and tolerates it. It’s amazing what the fear of being alone will do in a person. A wife and mother who’s OK with her husband gallivanting around the globe with another man. Furthermore, a man willing to “date” another man who has a wife, kids and a life that he will never be able to share in. To his credit, he explained further that he is looking to get out of his current situation as he’s “recently realized he is getting the short end of the stick”. Well no shit Sherlock. Meeting me was his first attempt at finding a distraction. I’m not sure if I should be impressed or offended.

I’m so fucking sick and tired of all these married guys flooding my dating pool with their selfish behaviors and pathetic situations. Im as equally disgusted with the Gays for accomodating these guys sexual (rarely emotional) whims. Grow some balls folks. Who settles for a 25% relationship? The good news is I think that we are almost finished cycling through the “married, 2.5” generation, which hopefully means a new, more well adjusted crop of guys who feel comfortable living their lives honestly is on the rise. Im telling myself that anyway.

I’ve moved on to candidate number 2. He’s normal, single, educated and employed. He is a Yankee though, and that carries along with it some red flags. Im not letting it stop me. As I get older, I realize life is a lot like a game of horseshoes. It’s all about getting as close as you can to the pole and as long as that pole’s not in someone else’s yard, im good.

Status Check

The world seems to be whizzing by me these days. I’m working very hard at my job, keeping Coal cool among other election focused impossibilities. I’ve got 2 major trips abroad quickly approaching which are feeding the late nights and work-filled weekend plans. There’s nothing really profound in the news cycle that I feel the need to speak out about. I have been reaching out romantically, and have a few fish nibbling on the hook. I recently changed the bait I use, so the test and learn strategy is in full swing. I have an exciting new business venture that’s growing legs quickly. I’m angling for the cover of Wired, but I’d settle for a local piece in The Statesman. KV is moving back from San Francisco and were gearing up for his reinvention tour. And lastly, my house is being invaded by raccoons again. I may just let them stay and charge them rent. Other than that, its life as usual.

I leave you with this photo depicting what happens when you source and buy 30 lbs of Jerusalem artichokes and send them to your grandmother who makes enough artichoke relish to last a millennium.

When Good Goes Euro

I still love Eurotrash...Even when they murder good songs.

Coal part deux

Blanketing the earth with our new coal spot this week.

Bigfoot Contessa

KV's in town and right where we like him.. In my kitchen, cooking dinner for us.