hi

what do I post in my lack of reality world. from one cave to another, I like to stay inside...I was going to come on and post today that I failed to go to the gym my entire trip except for one day. But I did eat healthy on all days except one. I exercised the crap out of myself yesterday. I'm almost done with Sugar Blues, I've been working on my room today.........which is so hard, such my weakness. I dropped Italian, because I realized that even if I get to go (that's a long story) we're only going to be there for one day, so for now, screw it, I'll do lonely planet speak.

I started this journal to keep myself in check and then also got ambitious and started posting other things that were going on in my life because people kept asking, what are you doing? where are you? and I thought it would be an easy filler-inner comeplete with pics, until the next time I see whoever it is that's asking these questions. Those were the goals of this journal, but then I was talking to my sister and I began to wonder if it's not good for other people to read this. Well if it isn't I'm sorry, that wasn't my plan. And if anyone's reading this with animosity, stop, that's not what this is for. My intentions here are good, and stated above. Disclaimer done.

So

So I didn't post for a few days, excuse me I was living life. I actually wrote in my real journal, and that's stuff the rest of the world isn't welcome to see. What did I/we do?

We picked Ryan up on Saturday morning, and it had snowed the night before (this time just for him) and we spent the day doing productive things like building a snow man. Ryan had never done this before, so this was an important moment.

We then went to the show and tore it up with ryan's family.

Then Cleveland, another awesome show, right be the river.

New York.
So first day was fuse.



Second day Sean and I ditched Ryan and went around the city.

AND I DISCOVERED THAT YOU CAN'T GO TO THE TOP OF THE CHRSYLER BUILDING. FREAKING FREAK.
THAT IS SO LAME. I MEAN 1930 MAN COME ON, MODERN GARGOYLES. Anyways, extreme bummer.

We also walked up to Central Park. And I came to the conclusion, no offense, but the park is just like a caged animal. And even though it is known to give the city the refuge the people need, I was wholey unsatisfied with the amount of natural life it offered.

Then we went to the MET. That was sweet. Quentin took us there and got us in for free.

I saw 22 Oboes.
If you look closely you can see the Monster Oboe at the top.

Then Quentin showed us this awesome whole foods market. But not only was it a market of awesome whole foods, there was this entire area (multiple units like the one in the pic below) of fresh salads, rices, vegetables, and tons of other whole foods that you just serve yourself and pay by the pound. You could literally live very healthy without a kitchen and tons of variety.


I had no self control when it came to deciding, so I went for a variety.


Then the show, it was an awesome show and an awesome night.

Winnie the Pooh crowd surfing. RAD.

Then the after party. It was awesome and made me realize that I have an entire new group of friends. I was able to freely wander around the room having a blast, like I do at home, and party party party. And of course congrats to the release, I heard it did 25,000 the first day. Nice.

Then the next day was Conan!! He's my DREAM man, and now that I've seen him in person, he is even more so.
No I didn't get any pictures of the hottie.

That sum's it up. Funny thing is, I didn't get this cold weather I've been anticipating. The weather I did experience in Detroit and New York, was nothing colder than I've been in before. It was like 50's or whatever. Guess that time when I get my first California reality check is just yet to come.

Detriot

I am in Detriot, with Ryan's family. It's really nice, they are awesome hosts and it was sunny and warm today, which apparently is not normal at all for Detriot in January...hehe...guess I brought the Golden State with me. But yesterday I guess it snowed two inches, just for me, as one of the cousins stated. So there's a nice smattering of white all over, adding the perfect winter feel.

So I'm just going to be chilling, probably watching myself some TV, since Cable TV is a rare treat. And yep, that's right, Ryan isn't here, he'll be here Saturday, I'm part of the family now, I don't need him around to feel welcome! ;)

Snow

there's snow outside, and I'm in a large city, not a tiny mountain town. A full city with snow, all these cities have snow. It's snowing but on the cement there's nothing I was wondering if they did it. They just said something about the plane getting de-iced with glycogen?

Dove vai?

ryan's gone... shucks, actually I'm not even phased because I get to see him on Saturday in Detroit and four days is NOTHING.

What else is happening...Reading another good book (not sugar blues)... won't say what it is though because it's contributing to creation of one of my future Goleta Games. Just you all wait, the new ones will be even more awesome.

In the drastractible side I'm working on picking up a litte Italian. But hey, why not, I'll argue it's a productive art that is stretching my brain. And I am not going to let a language barrier stop me again from drooling over architecture.

Oh and cooking the other night was awesome, we made Tom ka Gai (but with tofu) My FAVORITE Thai thing to eat, along with the many other delicious foods we feasted upon.

Saturday

well exercising is still good. taking care of everything else not so good, but improving.

I've been reading Sugar Blues, it's awesome. It makes me realize that corporate brainwash existed long before the industrial revolution.

On the homefront we're just about to cook up some awesome goodess massive friend style, I'm stoked.

And I got with it and added some pics from our last outing, scroll down to the appropriate blogs to see them.

failed.

attempt two.

other goals

ok, gym and diet are beginning to form well, I don't even feel a need to post that I'm doing them on here.

Other parts need work though! I can't sit here and tell you the everyday tasks I need to get done. But I'll set the goal of taking care of five of them and then tomorrow I'll log on and tell you how I did. And I must admit that pieces of my life are messy enough and really do need to get straightened before I plunge completely into my ever upward spiral. That's why no inward thought is sitting on here yet.

What's going on in the enlightening side? No refined sugar!! Read "Sugar Blues" by William Duffy. You really don't have a fighting chance at health if you don't cut that stuff out.

Oh and just for the record we read it's good to go fourteen days without alcohol and caffeine after the holidays. I already don't drink caffiene but the alcohol is also not going to be happening.

Anyone else keep a journal of pushing goals?

invigorating

"potential is the best kind of beauty, everything else has been played."

neat. stolen from here:

http://www.citynoise.org/article/1947/in/portland@or

Right on your heels

look at this:

http://www.citynoise.org/article/2588

I one who loves cities and thinks they should be viable thing sit here at a lost. It's true any city that goes through a serious change seems to end up a corporate strip with no character and a hollow frame. Wherever there is juice/life they are hot on the tail. No matter what the artists find, the local community forages, if it's a gem there the corporation is hovering ready to snatch it up and make a profit. The homogony we fight against but at the same time seem to go tail spinning towards. The internet I think is one of the few places that manages combat it, by allowing people to connect easily, cheaply, and faster than the corporations can keep up.

But back to the city. What is a real city scape and what is poised? And maybe that's the new challenge, now that cities are revitalizing, keeping the revitalization real and local, backed and made by the people, not the far off giants motivated by profit.

How does Santa Barbara do it? That's a good question. How many chain restaurants can you think of downtown? Not many at all.

home for a little bit

So the title of my last post was fufilled even more last night unintentionally. I'm definitely going to continue to get friendlier and friendlier at YC shows because I am seriously meeting some rad people and having some interesting conversations.

Which helps to fulfill the depth I want to this all-over-the-place-really-fast traveling. See I love to cram my head full of informaiton and knowledge, I'm addiced to it. I am addicted to school too, I can't believe that I'm not enrolled right now. And I love traveling, part of that love is seeing things and doing things I've never seen and done before, even if it's just driving down a street I've never been to before and looking at the buildings and people. But this new touring is so fast, so hectic, so all over the place you just want to go into your designated room whatever it may be and take a breather. And all the people that come at you want the same thing, it's really funny to watch the guys get asked the exact same questions over and over again. Like you can come on two days of touring and know what the rest of it is going to be like, even though it will be all over the country. A homogeney all over the country. Just like mass production. Except their humans, so they are just working on the assembly line of speech. Point is, it doesn't feed my hungry knowledge need. The antidote I've come across so far is to strike up an awesome conversation with whoever walks through that dressing room door, it's been great. And don't worry I'm not just using people for their knowledge I love making new friends, and really did happen upon this insight accidently.

you have to understand how awesome this is, the MTV crew was watching football in the back, and as you can see the second couch is on a riser. Nice.


We all like to sing.....Sweet. Sounds sweet too.


The only picture of me from the whole trip, and yes it's a self-portrait, I only took one, and I like it.

Be friendly, it's worth it.

I worked out today twice, nothing crazy, but I did it.

Oh yeah, and right now we're in San Diego. $2 bill concert tomorrow.

I like San Diego a lot, so does Ryan. It's like a bigger version of Santa Barbara, I don't know what went wrong with LA. Maybe it's because it started as the valley of the smokes and never had a chance in the first place.

genius

here I am sitting here, this is where I'm suppose to go to the gym right? and I found one 1.3 miles from where I am. But genius me left all my clothes at the hotel. Well, I'm working on it. I'll get better. A semi-valid getting into the groove excuse...

vegas.

So journaling consists of logging where we physically are. Took care of that with the title. They are playing for CES, sweet too bad we don't have time to go look around at CES.

I was going to go to my local 24 hour gym, but I didn't. I've decided seeing friends I haven't seen in a month is more important. I can go to the 24 gym in la this weekend and somewhat justify not doing it right now... (I need some encouragement right here for being weak...) I didn't go to the gym on tuesday either! But I did go on Wednsday. I'd tell you more but vegas is vegas.

Wait, we went to old town last night they have a promanade with a huge light show above. That was something new and cool.


see the classic cowboy on the left? the woman is hidden on the right.


more classic vegas


tripping


really tripping

straight into the beginning

I am so excited! Today I joined the 24 hour gym, talk about stepping out on a limb and pushing myself. The gym is downtown, a ten mile drive, I filled up my tank right before and right after driving both ways, it cost two dollars. Ack. But I decided I still want to do it. Twenty-Four hours means no excuses. Joining a gym means no excuses. And the drive, even though it makes me an enviro-hypocrit, well it's something I'm forcing myself to accept, I look at is a temporary sacrifice for my goals (they are suppose to open another 24 gym in Goleta in about a year). So what is my goal? I want to look like Kate from Lost. At first it was just a dream and an ideal, but then I saw an old picture of myself and I realized my body type is close enough, maybe I won't look exactly like her, but when I'm done, you'll get the idea. So for further motivation and ouchness, that up there is a reminder.