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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Sunday, October 30, 2005 New toys that go bling! Today I scored a lime green gameboy color for a mere $1.98 from Goodwill. Yes. I shit you not. It didn’t have any games with it and I think it hadn’t been taken because the batteries in it were drained so it didn’t turn on in the store. The batteries I put in it cost more than the gameboy and boom it’s working just fine.
Back in Fe. Sunburnt again on my cheekbones- like a welcoming first kiss from an old lover. It’s fall but I feel like it’s spring. La Larona please come home, please come home. We need more of the children that are our own. A woman got raped in the railyard while I was away, about a week ago. I live next to the railyard by the way --practically on it. Now, I don’t go tromping though it at night as a shortcut and I never have. It always just seems like trouble I’d rather not deal with may be in wait there, so why invite it? ‘What a hassle to deal with’ I think brazenly and naïvely. My initial reaction to this news from my roommate was annoyance. I frowned and I think I even rolled my eyes and then sighed in a bit of exasperation.
They’re selling self breathalyzer pens. in berlin No, I should have gone looking for bad beer. Where am I again? Sitting in a café in Marseilles with a highschool friend from Texas eating kangaroo meat and listening to country.
Val and I found the only gay bar in Marseilles open on a Wednesday night, the well kept MP bar. We were asked if we wanted to wear a ‘kilt’, the bar’s official garment, which I did and dropped trou (pictures soon to come). They give you a free beer if you do. They hadn’t heard of either of the suggestions Val’s roommate gave for a good French bar drink: monkey brains and tequila frappe. Just as well I suppose- they’re both foul drinks involving curdling.
Sometimes I really don’t speak the same language. I love having conversations in which the other person speaks in their language and I speak in English and we both understand one another.
I’ve been feeling very Germany these days travelling in Italy. Simply because of the way I want to and get about getting things done in comparison to how they actually work here (or don’t as the case is). I’m anticipating seeing people that actually look something like me when I do turn up in Berlin shortly. Hehehe, ‘shortly’. Conversation with a butch dyke from the 80’s: Ari: “…well there’s lube wrestling.”
"We have an agreement with out bank. They don’t sell food and we don’t accept cheques."
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Velazquez's Venere Allo Specchio and her three extra vertibre.
Really grooving on M.I.A.’s music and her art. It makes me want to do a stencil comic or maybe a story with stencils accompanying it. I can't get no account satisfaction When I called Myrell Lynch they called their phone operators:
Joann Sfar- The Rabbi’s Cat. Forget pheromones, it's about appetite. Apparently men are most attracted to perfumes that smell like foods on women. When in ___ do as the ___ans, friends, ___ans, country men, lend me your ears, ___ wasn’t built in a day. You know that saying "All roads lead to Rome?" Well they bloodywell believe it emphatically here. The stupid sign posts don’t say anything else. Never ever drive in this country. Never you silly foreigner.
Hercules really disgusts me but they love him here. Cretona- After 11 only the cats and myself were prowling the streets and stairs of the city, and a few italian men who’s eyes I did not trust. Open letter to an old friend I can’t find: Dear Denae Friedheim,
Things are happening in my dreams that are either so true yet removed from my life or so startlingly accurate and detailed in my waking mind I had no clue I was ever capable of such invention. I had a dream that was entirely focussed on the movement of leaping up stairs and jumping down them and then doing roundhouse kicks while falling, all in slow motion. Wow.
Kate and I are going to do swing lessons when I get back. Weeee!
martial or marital bed? You decide. Ways to speed up service in a restaurant in Italy: Stair at the ceiling. Stand up, stay standing up at your table. Put your form of payment on you forehead. Start building things with the remaining dishes, glasses and cutlery. Make the glass hum by running a finger round its edge. Break a glass. Start juggling, especially if you’re really bad at it.
Apparently someone in Oz has had the great idea of grinding up all the nasty carp destroying the rivers and turning them into fertilizer. mmm..soylent carp. All Ari really needs: sleep, food (some meat) and solitude will bear me through any trip.
What I thought was an affectation of blues and jazz players to sway as they played and then bend into themselves as they nodded their heads into their chests when no playing is not, in fact, an affectation at all. It’s smack. Go figure.
Do you ever get sick and tired of the upright posture?
Thinking about women again (lot of good that ever does me), anyway- there are so many beautiful women here. I realize this is partially because they all have taste and style breed from a cultural obsession with aesthetics. However I have to wonder if my adoration is just this and the fact they are exotic. If they were serving me or passing down the street in Santa Fe, would I see them the same way? Would my head be on a swivel stick still? Probably, who am I kidding.
I doubt I’ll ever understand the function of the word ‘prego’ in the Italian language.
Deadlock rat tail. Yech! You’re right John. I too miss the built in back scratches of adobe walls. Le sigh. What lawyers know and capitalize on: There is no justice. Only law.
Patron trying to talk with the artist at the showing: "How long did that take you to do?" She's so modern. Good to be in a country were ‘contemporary’ is 1700’s on.
I’m in NYC. Uh...they’ve got really bloody tall buildings here. Um...yep.
The asymmetry of ruins appeals to me almost more than the symmetry of the originals. Ok- much more in the case of Roman ruins.
Better petty criminals than puritans, aye?
Ever noticed how US Republicans don’t seem to travel abroad? Oh sure maybe Cancun, or the Bahamas but that’s about it; they have no desire to travel further. And the Democrats seem to do just the opposite?
The exchange teller said ‘Howdy’ when she saw me approaching. That made my day utterly.
At the termini station in Rome, go outside and look up to see the constantly changing patterns the starlings make. It's amazing. Italy observations and items: The shoes may be in more of a variety here than elsewhere but they are by no means practical or even useful. What doesn't kill you...ah fuck it, i quit. "After your ‘internship’ in Italy you will be the best driver in all of America!" – Receptionist at the hotel in Verona.
Doom the movie. A part of me is excited by this. Another part of me realizes this is a movie made out of a highly graphic demonic monster killing video game from first person perspective.
People on the east coast have major highlights, as Jennifer noticed. In NM you just get them from the sun. In China town, because no trip to NYC is complete without a visit there. Gershwin done on a Chinese flute with other traditional Chinese instruments. At the Met "Often you will find a double heart in a single breast. Beware of treachery.
<begin back logging entries from trip in no particular order> Saturday, October 1, 2005 Im feeling just fine on this crazy trip. Tipsy in tuscany (voltera maybe??)...send burlesque dancers and more chianti wine to the San Lino hotel. Pronto!
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