Sunday, September 17, 2006

i’m flying over morocco i’m hugging a whore i extend a friendly hand.

We debated the platonic form for an ass-basket, to cradle the main concern of our journey downriver. And what would it take to build a floating spit, for barbecued chicken? Gareth tied on our mascot, Ducky. Next-door, they made sparkly blue superhero capes and bikinis, and tarted up their tubes with paint.

Among the questions British police are studying is whether any of the suspects had links to last year’s London suicide bombers and how many visited Pakistan in recent months. They also are examining Internet cafes near the suspects’ homes, looking into the possibility of tracking Web based e-mails or instant messages, Scotland Yard said.

technologist can become aware of the fact that the show must go on, then I think we can expect not only interesting art, but we may just very well expect an interesting change in social order. The most important aspect of this is the position of the engineer as a possible revolutionary figure. And it may very well come as a result of the artists and engineers collaborating, because the artists, for years now, have been the repository of revolutionary thought, whereas the engineers, in their recent history, have been the employees of

http://www.fondation-langlois.org/flash/e/index.php?NumPage=306

So…..that obsession I talked about before, with the long-board? Why would that drive me to thinking I could handle going down a hill on said board? Hm? Well, I couldn’t. The worst part is that I didn’t really even fall off the board in a cool way at all. I actually started freaking out and stepped off the board and, you know what? I found out that my body was not moving the same speed as the board. Then I ate it. My hands, elbow, hip, and knee are all jacked. My one hand worse than the others. The pain sucks and everything, but worse than that is that things that I always do, normal everyday things, are painful.

I ate a horrific item called “falafel” yesterday from a cart near Mt. Sinai Hospital. This seems to be some kind of awful fried bean item which tasted much like small pieces of cloth which have been dipped in gasoline. Today I must endeavor to be healthier and eat only items that are good for me like hot dogs.

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