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No real sanctuary from people you dont want to have around. Maybe ill do this again later, under another pseudonim. Till then best wishes blog land and sorry for the sudden departure.

i will be deleting the whole thing in a couple of days.

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u dont understand my verk – rant

Friday, yay!!!! I’m broke so i cant really go anywhere or do much. I don’t think if i had any money that would have been any different. I am super concerned about my lack of any sort of physical activity altogether. I believe that just like the camera was a priority last pay period, joining a gym and getting a bike should be the priority for next pay period. I do suffer from computer paranoia tho. I DREAD the idea of anything happening to my computer and not having a backup computer to work from. I do have data backups and an extra emergency hard drive, but i used to work in tech support and i know for a fact that motherboards, processors, memory modules, video cards, power supplies an so on just fail. And sometimes all at once. I did assemble my computer part by part so i know how to fix or diagnose most things, but the thing with computers is that the diagnostic is usually “need to get a new…”.  So with that in mind im considering putting together a crappy backup pc just in case, you know…. in case the fat lady hits the fan on the worst possible moment.

At the same time i feel im in the worse shape of my life. I know ive got all i need to get my butt off this chair come quittin time and walk for 30 minutes. But i know myself. I’ll do it 1 or 2 days and then ill be bored. I need to trick my brain into enjoying and looking forward to it. I know not being a slob should be enough motivation, but you’d be surprised the compromises an already lazy brain makes. So im split. Should i invest in a little crappy computer? Or in the whole gym situation. There is a gym bike distance away in a sort of snobbish side of the neighborhood, so good machines and price “motivating” enough to make me go every day just on principle. Plus i get a complementary instructor or something.

Then there is the garden. When i used to live with my ex a long time a go in a zip code far far away, i kept a pretty neat garden. I even had semi pseudo quasi bonsai lemon trees (when we separated she kept the cat, the dog, and the trees. They all died within 9 moths) . I had a time when i tried to make bonsai out of everything man. It was great. The  monotony of every day getting home had a bit of a purpose. I also grew roses, tomatoes and herbs. About 5 days ago i decided to get into the gardening thing again. So every morning before start time i spend about 30 mins with the front garden. This is a very good part of the world to do the plant thing, and why not, ill start bonsaing again. Poorly, but i did manage to make some trees look really cool. I did accidentally kill some trees because of poor pruning or inadequate fertilization techniques.  I called the whole endeavor “My Verk”. You know, like “my work” but with an evil german scientist sort of accentto it. Made me laugh, made my ex laugh, made the cat yawn. Made the plants get enormous and wonderful and yielding once i got the hang of it. And so there we are, over 500 words and no drama. See you all monday. Have a great weekend.


cant be bothered – rant

I’ve started at least 4 new posts and failed to finish. It’s like i cant be bothered to write. Ive got heaps of material left from the beach trip but it so personal and journalish that i feel like it may be super boring for people. Not that thousands read it, but i do consider lots the few that do. So i guess when i dont feel like doing something should do what i want. So ill just write random things…

Why is it that its become trendy to go against trends? To the point that the bigger the trend the cooler it is to go against it. I mean, i do it. There are trends i reject absolutely,  but not because its cool but because there are things i genuinely dislike (reality shows, Julia Roberts, Carlos Mencia, lady gaga, brit spears, that friggin black eyed peas song, american idol, kim cardashian, ER, etc, etc, etc). But to pick something that just isnt really hateable and destroy it just to portray an image of  “no one gets me” is super lame. (unless ofcourse you genuinely have a dislike for said thing) Ok maybe some people REALLY hate the beatles. Sure no worries i dont like the rolling stones too much, but to say theyre over rated and suck and so on just because zappa said they suck is a bit on the poser end of the spectre. And to bring a huge amount of historical musical evidence to prove how much the beatles suck and what lame ripoff buffoons they were is really taking it to the limit.

If the person who said this is somehow reading this, im sorry i didn’t want to get into a huge argument on Facebook. And besides i don’t want to argue about how crappy and over rated you and frank Zappa think the beatles are. Personally Lennon, Paul, Ringo and George may have been douche bags, I don’t know the living ones personally and ill never meet the dead ones, same goes for you, and honestly i don’t give a crap about how they carried themselves privately. My concern is with the musical proposal. And the fact that i think that art is art and thus can’t be discarded as garbage just because you don’t like it. I mean daddy yankees music is terrible for me but i cant say its irrelevant or that it should be eliminated just because i don’t like it. But man what gets me is that it’s the beatles man, the beatles!!!!!!. And im not talking about the 20 or so songs that are super associated with the “first boy band”, im talking about the whole body of work, there are beatles songs that break my heart, make me dance, make me laugh and take me to places back in time. I think it also has to do with the fact that ive associated memories to certain beatles songs. I love the beatles. When i was 14 i got 2 cds, the john lennon imagine album and the slayer show no mercy. Clearly a fork in musical orientation. But as i was putting together my b17 flying fortress and getting a horrible headache from glue fumes i developed the concept of tolerance for music.  Im about to discard this post because it seems like a whole bunch of nonsense, what the heck it stays.

How do you not like the beatles man? I mean i like kraftwerk, i can get it if most people don’t, it’s all abstract and minimal, maybe dark funeral is not your cup of tea, its hyper satanic unintelligible Scandinavian black metal performed by grown men dressed up like panda bears, but i love the music. But the beatles? I can’t even register them in a genre. I mean its pop and all but their songs are so creative and full of musical landscapes and so very different from each other.

I don’t know everyone has a right to think and do whatever they want I suppose, and i have to respect them. Have a photo.  I just edited this for a friend who’s feeling sad today.

I saw a website from a guy who goes as far as to claim he does not trust people who don’t like the beatles… i wouldn’t go that far but every once in a while i pop out the beatles discography and time travel.

all for now.


Beach Journal part 2 – rant

Before i start typing here i want to clarify that i started the fire the night before with a lighter, I didn’t have the metal wool thingie so the 9V lighter didn’t work. I don’t want to give myself any McGyver super powers that i just don’t have… ok, on to the journal.

“Sat jan 15, 7:20am

What a strange night. I think i broke the camera. Well not broke, i just can’t zoom. When i try to, i get a lens error. Well , when i wrote that previous note i was a bit on the drunk side.  Turns out last night at about 5pm i decide to forage for wood. It’s dry season, but since this is a really touristy place branches are scarce.  Everyone wants to make a fire. Im really proud because I can make a propper fire. So anyways the fire starts getting settled but i notice ill need heavier wood. I go on an adventure and come back with 2 huge logs and the bruises and cuts to prove it. I get the logs in place and, thank god, i lose the lighter after the fire got started. I soon notice that i dont have an efficient way to cook sausages for the hotdogs. Then all of a sudden some old dude comes out of nowhere and says hi. He was bummish and super tanned. I immediately offer a hot dog and he rejects it on the account of the sand. My food was not fit for a beach bum.

16 jan 2010

Since my last communication ive managed to get into better spirits. I’m glad i did not bring my mp3. The sound of the waves is an awesome tune that sings an ancient tale, the tale of planet water. How can i describe this. I’m 2 miles away across the beach from where i should be. There is not a person near by. I’ve taken a billion pictures. Lots of chess pieces as the theme. After i had an unheated can of pork and beans, advertised as “honey hickory bbq -licious home style” or something, which turned out to be just plain old pork an beans… i went to the restaurant, i had  fish sticks (i just remembered that stupid south park episode) and french fries. For shits and giggles I…(interrupted)


…ok i spaced out into the ocean scene and a hornet attacked. The ocean is getting closer and closer and i don’t know if im in a place that is dry during high tide. There are remnants of a previous fire next to which i found a broken sandal. The amazing coincidence is that while setting up the tent 20 mins earlier, my sandal also broke in the same place. The odds for the same foot sandal to have broken the same way are 1 in 2 …

Im sweating a lot and drifting away from my point. The one about shits and giggles… before the hornet of death. At the restaurant, for shits and giggles i lay out the chess board while im eating. I mean i brought it all this way right? ”

To be continued,


in the mean time enjoy some of the photos. I’ve got 400+ altho some 85% are crap and out of focus … im trying to get better. The one with the catch 22 is from where i set the tent and wrote the second entry in this post. Its looking away to the very other corner were i camped the night before. Not a soul in sight. Quite nice. I didn’t sleep here tho, just spent the day reading snoozing taking photos and writing. Wrote very little because im not used to writing with a pen and i got a sore back after a while… old bastard. I have to get a tape recorder.


Beach journal part 1- rant

Alrtie these are just how I wrote them. Some may not make too much sense but I tried to sit and write in special strange moments.

“jan 15-10

14:15 local waffleshire time

After 2 hours and some poor supermarket choices, i finally made it to the bus to the beach. I’m writing this on a notebook i bought at the supermarket. They didn’t have the small pads i was looking for, so i had to get one of these things. I’m sitting in the back seat of a very crowded bus. They are playing really loud salsa. I can feel the bass in my pancreas. How annoying. I hope it does not stir a bowel movement, because were packed tight in here. Now to the shopping. i think i really over did it. The dude sitting right next to me is wondering why in the name of god am i writing in a notebook. My handwriting is, to be fair, spastic. Th bus is moving, will continue later”

“Jan 15

17:15 waffleshire time

Captains log, star date 123.45678. Im sitting on the sand in front of my tent. After getting of the bus i proceeded to head into town to buy additional supplies, mainly toilet paper and a metal brillo pad, sun glasses and a 9v battery. I saw something on YouTube about starting a fire like that. There are some really cool waves crashing. The sun is perfect and I managed to score a camping area for 5 bucks. I have to be out of here by morning. It’s difficult to write because im just in awe of nature. I didn’t bring an mp3, mainly because I don’t have one and because i read somewhere that people who bring their own music can’t deal with their thoughts. I’m really happy and at peace. I figure I spent way too much money on food. On the bus here we stopped at a place were i got 4 churros that I just ate. I’ve already set the chessboard and im looking forward to chilling out and taking come pics. I have to confess that I don’t think this is roughing it out too much, because im under a bohio. There are lots of bugs but they seem to be more interested on the pen then in biting me. As i write this i realize how big my belly is. I have to do something about that.”

“Date: that night
Time: pretty late
Condition: inebriated

Middle of the night. Star date … ?

I met a random stranger and shared many hotdogs. Fire success”


journal entry 17.01.10 – mini rant

Just walked in. What an amazing weekend. I managed to write a lot and take some really interesting photos. Plus i got to play some chess. I’ll be posting a chronological journal and photos all thru this week no more than 500 words per post to keep it interesting. Here is one teaser photo.


Journal Entry 15.01.10 – rant

Im going to try to go to the beach on this trip with only 10$. I leave tomorrow at noon and im thinking of returning on saturday. Im starting to question my motivations for this trip. I have the option of tapping into my savings and having a little bit more comfort (food) on the trip, but i would be right back where i started. No savings. I guess i can take the extra money and just save a little less. I really feel like i need to get away from the city and clear my thoughts. I sure wish i had a tape recorder. I guess i can buy a little note pad and take thoughts down for later publication. One can really go on a recorder and talk a lot of nonsense. Actually making the effort to write things down may prove a better way to document. Like a reporter i suppose. Ok its settled then, ill take 40$ in total. That way I can stay until sunday. Monday is MLK day in the US so im off work and i can work on processing all the photos and notes. I’ve been told that the place were im to camp is frequented by many people on camping adventures so i guess it wont be that pure. I have to work my way into my old self.

I can’t seem to stop taking photos. This one is a yellow flower that comes every morning out only for 4 hours a day and then dies. They call it the good morning flower and i managed to take a nice pic. The original is really huge and yellow. I did some really crazy photoshp effects to make it look radioactive. Im taking the chess set, like 3 changes of clothes, all crack headish and comfortable, flashlight, a very large sun hat, and i guess ill be needing to buy some large sunglasses. Because im on my own im thinking of keeping the drinking to a minimum. Im charging my cell and ive put all my online chess games on pause. I have some really good ideas for unspoilable foods i can buy at the shops before i go. Some jams and spread cheese that come in little toothpaste like tubes. Pretty light and long-lasting and quite NASA ish. I’m also getting a LARGE gallon of water. In total im not carrying too many things so ill be ok. Wish me luck.

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