For JB

While I was waiting in line at the airport Starbucks (yuck) this CD caught my eye. Of course I thought of you, it seems that your telepathic abilities are still working (in spite of our distance).

Yes, I'm having my second Starbucks "ZEN" Green Tea of the day, my second croissant, and yes I am ashamed. The Starbucks convenience factor is undeniable, and seemingly unavoidable. Oh well, they win this one.  

The Tampa International Airport smells like McDonalds, and I'm pretty sure I saw an Albino. 

TPA to Philly, Philly to Charles De Gaul

I'm sitting in Tampa International Airport. Tired, anxious. It's now 12:37 EST. My flight leaves for Philly at 2:15 EST, and I won't set my feet on French ground until tomorrow morning at 7:55 du matin, (7:55 a.m.). In Florida it will be 12:55 am EST. Much of my jitters have left me, and now I'm looking forward to the adventures I'll be getting into over the next five weeks. 

I love traveling. I am overcome with the excitement of the unexpected. 

Check back for my reports of said adventures. 

Currently I am reading Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer.

Stop Motion Photography

I should do something like this...

Photos in context.

I live in Tampa, Florida. I am a seventh generation (on my father's side) Florida native, a rarity in this snowbird state. My great-grandfather, on my mother's side, still lives in "the Cuban district" of Tampa. He, my grandfather, and my Uncle Joe have lunch every Friday at a local Cuban restaurant. Occasionally, my mom and grandmother tag along, and on an even more rare occasion I tag along. This past Friday was one of those rare occasions. My mom asked our waitress to take a picture of us.

My mom then took it upon herself to add context to the photograph.

 

"Juke Box Heroes"

At "Yeoman's Road" English pub on Davis Island, in Tampa, FL. May 19th, 2009, Tuesday, Open Mic Night. The room was very blue.

Another reason why I want to move to Denver, Co.

The art scene in Denver is very exciting to me right now. I feel like they have a very fresh outlook. The Denver Art Museum's current temporary exhibition, The Psychedelic Experience, places vintage posters from the 60's and 70's among the rest of their worldly and historic collection of amazing artworks. (I know, I hesitated when using the term vintage with regards to only 40-year-old-ish show posters, but it seemed appropriate all the same.)

I had the chance to visit the DAM about a year ago, and I could have spent days exploring all that it had to offer. If given the chance plan on blocking out your day to take it all in.

Kudos to the curator; clever idea for a show.