Es tut mir leid, it's been a really long time since i updated this bad boy. I had some trouble uploading photos for a while, and then i got frustrated and soured on the whole experience and tried to burn the whole stupid blog, but it only exists in cyberspace, so i had a lit match and nothing to set it to. Okay, that didn't really happen. Except the part about the trouble uploading and my subsequent aggravation.
To start things off, here's a graffiti of a flying hot dog surrounded by eyeballs.
And another of two ghosts arguing over drinks. Look how happy the drunkard ghoul is and how angry the health-nut is! If only they'd work together, they'd be two-thirds of the way to a delicious white russian.
This is the "Molecule Man". It's three dudes engaged in some kind of fierce combat on the surface of the Spree. i don't know what it's supposed to symbolize or represent, but i thought it was kind of awesome.
Here's a picture from a German "beach"--or somewhat sandy spot near the river where there are bars and volleyball nets. In this picture, Lisa wrestles with a broken chair that ultimately collapsed beneath her attempt to use it. I also thought this picture was funny because here, Corona is a PREMIUM beer. they love it here, and it's about THREE TIMES THE PRICE of other beers. So weird.
OVER THREE WEEKS AGO, the pickup on my ukulele broke. This wouldn't be a big deal, except for the fact that i play ELECTRIC UKULELE in a little groove-type band. Here's a picture of me trying to fix the uke at 3 AM. The battery wires are severed though, which i discovered about twenty minutes later. I took it to a repair shop, and those bastards STILL have it. Hope i get it back before my gig on the 25th!
Here, Juliane demonstrates how Berliners rent movies. You insert a membership card into the slot, tell the machine which movie you want, then it deducts the amount from your membership card and the movie pops out. There was a clerk working at the video store, too, but she was totally obsolete. It's kind of a figurehead position, really.
A few weeks ago (wow, it really has been too long), some American friends popped in for a visit. We went to a big Flea Market (Flohmarkt) at Mauerpark. Here's the back of my friend Marissa's head, as she scrutinizes the wares. A couple weeks later, i returned to the Flohmarkt and purchased a pair of shorts for fifty cents and an old, german typewriter which i haggled down to 8 euros.
They are totally nuts about Freestyle Footbag (you know, hackey sack) here. i thought these people were really amazing. i wish i'd thought to take a VIDEO with my camera, but i am dumb. Just last weekend, there was a huge FOOTBAG JAM in Mauerpark, and the FREESTYLE FOOTBAG WORLD CHAMPION (Freestylefootbagweltmeister) put on a demonstration of his sack mastery. It was awesome.
Finally, i was not aware of this, but there is a statue of me in Berlin. Here, you see i am sticking my hand into the butt of this unsuspecting boar.
(okay okay, it's Hercules...)
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