Thursday, September 29, 2005

That's Brilliant

Fucking brilliant.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Who's that Lady?

And where did she get that hot skirt?

Monday, September 26, 2005

My Name is Ed

Sometimes I feel like a tired, fat horse and people just won't get off my back...back, mind... same thing.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Running Circles

My mind is spinning. I am running circles in my head. A counselor once told me I do things circularly. For instance, when topics get too serious, I tell a joke... that only I find "humorous"... release a nervous laugh, and try to change the subject but just go deeper into the same topic. Or many times a day, the same topic runs over and over in my mind. If I could exercise at the speed of my mind, I could be in a marathon, perhaps at the Circus Maximus... and I'd win it.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

If Love was a Game in the Coliseum

I've been thrown in... the slave that I am, tossed around by the lion and left for dead. Tragic I know.

Friday, September 23, 2005


Need I say more?

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Shoot Me Please Shoot Me

In the eternal city, what is eternal? The night life? The enjoyment of life itself? Art? Siesta? It must vary for all. I haven't quite found mine, it must be the always consistent feeling of utter self-annoyance. Internal dialogue: "Stop talking about it. Get over it. Move on." This is where I want to shoot myself. However, in the interest of making the best of things and letting my new home influence me, please little man above, shoot me as quick as possible.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Who Can Fill a Giant Crater?

Look at this giant crater. It is huge. Where might one find such a crater so large? Well if you know Iceland, and I think you do, you would have guessed there. Here on the outskirts of Reykjavik, Iceland, I took a breathtaking view. Inhaled once, inhaled twice. Now for the million dollar question. Who and what is big enough to fill this crater? Why Bjork of course. In 1984, lucky Year of the Rat, Bjork sat upon a floating stage belted out in that dramatic way only she knows best to a crowd sitting along the lone edges of a crater. If only I had been born.


Iceland: A geological circus. Natural fresh waters, geysers, hot springs, volcanoes, etc. This is the Blue Lagoon geothermal beach. Underneath the lovely milky blue water is silica mud and a sandy bottom. The Lagoon channels cool natural spring water into the hot spring combining to a perfect steam bath experience. Above the lifeguard snuggles in his parka in 40 degree weather as patrons relax in the warmth of the waters.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Novel Ideas

I created this blog, web log to Sheng, fully intending to update it regularly. As you can see, I have done little to satisfy this notion. In the midst of traveling nomadically and spending the last two weeks trying to acclimate myself to Italian culture, some things got put on the wayside. I have officially been out of the country for one full month now. How does it feel? The feeling is one of exhaustion. So much has been seen and done, a sort of sensory overload is at a peak. Rest and relaxation is currently at the forefront. Here are some pictures to tease your senses.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Food for Thought

Today I walked a mile to find an Asian grocery store for food. It took me 3 hours to get there, find all the food I wanted, purchase the goods and walk back. It was intense. However, the route sure was scenic. Strolling along, I walk past the Victor Emanuelle Monument and the Roman Forum. What a site. And though I sit here in a city of over 2 million, I find myself alone.