Sunday, August 31, 2008

wet panties

a.k.a...

Robin Thicke live at the Baton Rouge River Center
Friday 8/29


U feel so good... U smell so good... U feel so warm...


Lost Without U






LeJit opened, followed by Keri Hilson

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

a place on earth

In heaven the beer is Belgian. The bread and cheese are French and the beaches are Brazilian. The waves are from Australia and the landscape from New Zealand. All the prices are Cambodian.

In heaven the soup is Vietnamese but the goulash is Hungarian. The city squares are Czech and the meadows are Irish. The bars are Irish too, but you don’t need to go to heaven to find an Irish bar.

In heaven the wine is Italian and the mountains are Nepalese. Dinner is Indian and lunch is Thai. Breakfast is Spanish and served just before going to bed. Whatever the meal, the steak is from Argentina.

The nights are short in heaven because the days are Swedish and it’s always July. The trains are German and always on time. The drug laws are Dutch.

In heaven the sun is Greek and the rivers Lao. The golf courses are Scottish. The composers are Austrian and the school children are Korean; I didn’t spend long enough in either country to nominate anyone else.


Just came across this at random... From a guy who took a year off to travel the world.

I love it.

Friday, August 22, 2008

the angels, they surround my heart
telling me to let you go

i bet he couldn't
i bet he couldn't recognize
but i played right into it
who am i to criticize
somehow i'll get through it
and you won't even realize
falling through your own disguise

it's like over and over
you're pushing me right down to the floor
i should just walk away
over and over
i keep on coming back for more
i play into your fantasy
now that it's over
you can lie to me right through your smile
i see behind your eyes
now i'm sober
no more intoxicating my mind

even the devil wouldn't recognize you
i do

Thursday, August 21, 2008

we need scissors and we may or may not be doing something illegal

To enhance the experience...
I recommend clicking play below before continuing to read.



Side note: How much did I love this show when I was little. Stephanie Powers was the bomb! I suppose in this installment, the role of Stephanie Powers is played by Angel, Sam is Robert Wagner, and... I guess I get to be Max!


...Cuz when they met, it was murder!


Mission: ILYPM
7/16/2008
7:36 pm

Here is your mission, should you choose to accept it: Take a road trip with two infamous Ewan McGregor stalkers fans and retrieve the coveted ILYPM sign.

Such signs are fairly standard in the local movie biz to help direct cast and crew members to location shoots. In this case, the "ILYPM" signs were for the indie drama "I Love You Phillip Morris," which stars Jim Carrey and Ewan McGregor.

Earlier in the week, Sam had spotted the ILYPM sign near the I-10 offramp across from Tanger Outlet Mall in Gonzales. Evidently, it was installed at this strategic location to help direct the crew to Hunt Correctional Center in St. Gabriel.

Sam wanted to go get the sign for Angel but knew that it would be much more fun to have her participate. He designed this mission as a surprise for her. He would not tell her where we were going, only that "we need scissors and we may or may not be doing something illegal."

I was merely along for the ride. An accomplice.











Mission Accomplished



::Bonus:: Seaside Cheddar


I am ROLLING!



Tuesday, August 19, 2008

friday at the museum

Day 7

Woke up in Philadelphia. To the sound of sirens. Loud, blaring sirens. All week long we've been hearing the news of a shooting that took place in town. Today the victim's funeral is taking place at the cathedral next to our hotel. He was a policeman. The turnout was astonishing. The weather, appropriate.

Rainy. Our last full day in Philadelphia. It rained all day.

Fortunately for us, we had made the most of our time outdoors over the last few days. Our plan for today was to visit the museum to see the Frida Kahlo exhibit.

Organized in celebration of the 100th anniversary of the artist's birth, Frida Kahlo is the first major Kahlo exhibition in the United States in nearly fifteen years. It presents over forty of the artist's most important self-portraits, still lifes, and portraits from the beginning of her career in 1926 until her death in 1954. Rendered in vivid colors and realistic detail, Kahlo's jewel-like paintings are filled with complex symbolism, often relating to specific incidents in her life. In her iconic self-portraits the artist continually reinvented herself. Paintings like The Two Kahlos (1939) demonstrate her penchant for self-examination, and works like Henry Ford Hospital (1932) and The Broken Column (1944) express her struggles with illness throughout her life.

Still, we are at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, on the famous steps where Rocky did his thing. You can't come here without doing this...



The exhibit was awesome, needless to say. It took a while to get through it, but everyone remained polite and well-behaved. Good on you, Philly!

Of course, there is no photography allowed in the special exhibit.

So, I shot some photos in the gift shop.

Yes, there was a gift shop exclusively for the Frida exhibit. And if you make a purchase, they give you a sweet Frida Kahlo gift bag. We'd been seeing these cool bags all over Philly.

Afterwards, we hit the museum cafe for a spot of lunch. Mmm!

Then we waited in the rear lobby for the free highlights tour to begin. I enjoyed the tour so much that I hardly noticed I wasn't taking any pictures.

After the tour, we began to wander. I wondered as I wandered.

Sam admires a Rothko.

Some butterfly exhibit. These little black butterfly silhouettes were everywhere.

Van Gogh's Sunflowers. As if I had to say it.

The design on the ceiling here is one of their works of art. Allegedly.

Butterfly escapee near a Mondrian.

Cy Twombly. I don't get it. I didn't get him at the Menil Collection in Houston, where there is a separate gallery for his works, and I still don't get him.

Look at me, reflecting on the Eiffel Tower!

Picasso's Self-Portrait and Sam

I thought these were nice.

Highway of Combes-la-Ville by Boldini.
The colors really pull you in.

Front lobby.

We noticed the museum was preparing for an event. Every Friday evening, the museum stays open late and offers a jazz dinner. Very cool. However, it had been a long week, and we had been standing around in the museum all day, so we opted to head on back to the room and start packing.

Rear entrance. As you can see, they were renovating big time.

We waited for a cab for a while, then decided to return to the front and just walk back to the hotel.

Wee is so cultured and well-traveled.

Rocky statue

A great thinker and a wee man

Frida rocks!



Before the night was over, we were near about delirious.

Thank you, Philadelphia.