Blog Here v.2.0

nothing to complain about here

-won $$ from the Kentucky Derby betting on Super Saver (would have won on the Preakness if there wasn't so much online traffic to place my bet before post time)

-fancypants vegas excursion last weekend followed by big sur camping trip this weekend

-new love for cooking

-co-habitation next month

-new batch of homebrew! here's the label

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hey Edith Head,

i recently realized where your username is from! my lady-friend has been on a Hitchcock kick & watching opening credits made a light bulb go on in my head and made me think of you (whoever you are). that's good shit!
 
Great news from Texas this spring is that Austin has truly become a crawfish boil city. Every single weekend it seems there are multiple boils to choose from. Most are in backyards, some are deejayed, some have bands, some are at tailgates for sporting events. But damn, pre-oil spill disaster has been bountiful for Louisiana Cajuns exporting their mudbugs to Austin. Makes me want to look into starting up a crawfish farm somewhere here in Austin. I'm serious about that, someone needs to run with that idea if not me.

The one downside to all the boils that have been popping off here in town is that leave it to Texans to get carried away with trying to make their batches as spicy hot as possible. Believe me, I love some spicy hot...but c'mon now, let's not forgoe flavor for heat. The idea is to hang out and eat crawfish for hours on end. The ish can't be so spicy that even veterans can only eat like 6 crawfish at a time before needing to step away from the table. And, while sausage is indeed a welcomed extra ingredient, even turkey necks if you got em...I'm not so sure that boiling an entire brisket is really all that great an idea.

But yeah, yet another boil to go to this weekend. And this one I'm actually more interested in than others as it's also going to be doling out raw oysters by the dozen. I was watching a Man vs. Food episode the other night where dude had to down 16 dozen oysters in an hour. Sheeeit, I was doing that routinely when I was 9 years old. Back in high school a friend of mine worked on an oyster boat one summer out of Galveston and he'd bring me freezer bag upon freezer bag of peeled oysters to indulge in and trust that I did so like a champ. Anyway, can't wait to see how many they're going to allow me to eat at the boil on Sunday.

Also, and this started pre-Super Bowl victory...I now see Saints stickers and shirts all over Austin. These are the high wire days, for sure.
 
Funnily enough saw an episode of Colombo the other day where Edith Head popped up in a cameo. She chose a tie for the detective which set off the colour in his eye beautifully.
 
Drank the perfect beer yesterday,
I did a shoot at Heineken HQ and we filmed their 'perfect draft' guy in the executive bar.
This bar was next door to Freddy's old office and overlooked the city. I was so stoked to be there.
Best beer I ever had.

If the best beer you've ever had is a Heineken, you've failed at beer.
Ha! Be sure to tell my wife I failed at beer!

But of course I was referring to the whole experience.
Being in that building where Freddy worked is a great thing as an Amsterdammer.
 
I find that I'm spending about 3-4 hours a day filling out applications for jobs I'm both qualified and over-qualified for. Oh, the job hunt sucks wookie balls!
 
My housemates really struggles to hear his own alarm in the morning. Of course it wakes me up instantly every single f*cking time.

Rings off at 6am for about 15 mins, dude eventually puts it on snooze, comes back on again at 6:30 for another 10 mins at least.

I'm too stubborn to wake this guy up, I don't see why I should do him the favour. It's much better to find out later that he didn't make it to work till 11 am.

This guy even has a secondary alarm that doesn't do shit!

Maybe I should get him some sort of vibrating shit that deaf people use.
I don't know how people can sleep through loud alarms. I use my phone as an alarm and the vibrate startles me awake every morning. Anything louder than that and I'd probably have a heart attack.
 
I just sent my Passport renewal in and I got my ticket to Europe for this fall. Now I just need to save every scrap of cash I can from now until september.

-Houston people come buy my records.

-Europe people let's correspond, maybe I'll get a chance to meet some of you. Especially if you live in:

-Definite places of visitation: Venice, Prague, Paris.
-Other potential places of visitation: Spain, Portugal, Germany, Hungary, Holland
 
Good: Closed Escrow on New House (those that know me know this has been the worst 7 months ever - fuc** short sales)

Bad: Time to demo. Who the fu** paints a bathroom purple???!! HUH??!! WHO!
 
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this looks awesome!!!
thanks! after this we are going to whip up another batch of our hard cider:

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the last time we had a tasting party for this, it resulted in one of our friends injuring himself by doing a knee drop on the hardwood floors



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Bad: Time to demo. Who the fu** paints a bathroom purple???!! HUH??!! WHO!
Ha -- I have been on the house hunt, too, for the last several months (everything seems in line ahead of closing in the next week or so), and there appears to be a direct relationship between the people who put their houses on the market and them painting all the rooms some zany-ass colors. Deep red, hot pink, blueberry blue, bright green -- I have seen them all.
 
Good: Summer is almost here. Spending quality time with the fiance.

Bad: Just found out Mom has lung cancer, work is kicking my ass, and I have to summon the will to apply to business schools and hunt for a job in NYC.


I think bad is winning right now.
 
Bad: Time to demo. Who the fu** paints a bathroom purple???!! HUH??!! WHO!
Ha -- I have been on the house hunt, too, for the last several months (everything seems in line ahead of closing in the next week or so), and there appears to be a direct relationship between the people who put their houses on the market and them painting all the rooms some zany-ass colors. Deep red, hot pink, blueberry blue, bright green -- I have seen them all.
I would totally paint a bathroom purple. My room is a deep lavender. The bathroom, though, is a cream color.
 
I have 3 alarms that ive slept through for over an hour. I dont know how i do it, but i can.

Good: Im going to Peru on Saturday

Bad: I'm trying to figure out a way to get back with my ex girlfriend who left me about a year ago without emasculating myself. I'm not even sure this is possible, which is leading to me conclude that castration is my inevitable future.
 
Bad: I'm trying to figure out a way to get back with my ex girlfriend who left me about a year ago without emasculating myself. I'm not even sure this is possible, which is leading to me conclude that castration is my inevitable future.
STICK YOSELF!
 
i'm seeing all sorts of pics lately of people carrying wombats and i want to see one in person.

on another note, this sloth really reminds me of phil spector

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