back to school blues and greens.
it's a glaring rarity, but i gotta say, i've had a pretty righteous series of days of late.
five tab trips are seriously meant to be taken at home... but i managed pretty well. the beach was the most amazing environment i've traversed in some time. beauty and booty and splendor, wrapped in a sandy carousel of ocean waves and a spiraling horizon. my eyes could barely take it all in. watching people became an instant pastime. drawing them, however, proved com-fucking-pletely impossible. which was just fine, because my sole intention was to just watch these animals in their machinations and devices.
monday was very lovely as well. 15 or so of us kids dosed up on some mushroom tea at crandon park beach. awareness games and playful banter ensued. the best fucking drawing (of a squid perched on an abc block) i've concocted in some time also curtailed. good times, even better vibes. beatific sunsets, righteous slightly overweight samoan kids running to the crashing wave at full speed, delicious taste in music. after all the brew-ha-ha was gone, and the four dozen beers were spent, as well as the sangria and our very minds, we traversed on down to a run-of-the-mill fancy schmancy key-biscayne steakhouse (which took about two hours to satisfy twenty-something starving semi-drunks, each with seperate checks and a unhappy disposition towards waiting for their meal)... greatness in a nutshell.
ah, the point of this lurid post... i'm re-enrolled into miami dade for summer a (or is it b) and i'll be starting on may the twentieth...
and i'm finally gonna move out. life at home is getting too mentally abrasive to handle. come next week, you can expect to find me relocated at park-place towers... living in relative peace.
everyone... and i mean... everyone. should, try-and-get-their-hands all up on "What The (bleep) Do We Know?". that movie will change your life... and then some.
alright. thats it for me. i'm off to scrape up the pieces of my life and rearrange them accordingly.
r.
five tab trips are seriously meant to be taken at home... but i managed pretty well. the beach was the most amazing environment i've traversed in some time. beauty and booty and splendor, wrapped in a sandy carousel of ocean waves and a spiraling horizon. my eyes could barely take it all in. watching people became an instant pastime. drawing them, however, proved com-fucking-pletely impossible. which was just fine, because my sole intention was to just watch these animals in their machinations and devices.
monday was very lovely as well. 15 or so of us kids dosed up on some mushroom tea at crandon park beach. awareness games and playful banter ensued. the best fucking drawing (of a squid perched on an abc block) i've concocted in some time also curtailed. good times, even better vibes. beatific sunsets, righteous slightly overweight samoan kids running to the crashing wave at full speed, delicious taste in music. after all the brew-ha-ha was gone, and the four dozen beers were spent, as well as the sangria and our very minds, we traversed on down to a run-of-the-mill fancy schmancy key-biscayne steakhouse (which took about two hours to satisfy twenty-something starving semi-drunks, each with seperate checks and a unhappy disposition towards waiting for their meal)... greatness in a nutshell.
ah, the point of this lurid post... i'm re-enrolled into miami dade for summer a (or is it b) and i'll be starting on may the twentieth...
and i'm finally gonna move out. life at home is getting too mentally abrasive to handle. come next week, you can expect to find me relocated at park-place towers... living in relative peace.
everyone... and i mean... everyone. should, try-and-get-their-hands all up on "What The (bleep) Do We Know?". that movie will change your life... and then some.
alright. thats it for me. i'm off to scrape up the pieces of my life and rearrange them accordingly.
r.