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This is my triumphant return to the lifestyle I've always furthered and forwarded in my heart, at least, so let's blast off. The first half of my life has been incredible and the second segment will include more splendors than any Ottoman Sultan could ever have wished for in his golden repose. Anyway, fasten your laughter belt cuz you're on a collision course with wackiness.

Friday, January 26, 2007


These were some of the elements present on the night I got deep into a bottle of absinthe, or absinth in the Czech preference. This "Bohemian Glass" was shipped neatly from Prague to me and I'm quite pleased with the results, although I can't remember many of the latter results, thus the need for more experimentation. If you click to enlarge here you can see the beginnings of a green fairy painting but that's about as far as I got on that night.

I did manage to get green paint on my Chuck Taylor's though I don't know how. Luckily it was still wet on the tiles in the morning so I could wipe it up. I'm sure that happened to Picasso on a routine basis. Ah, he probably had naked women to wipe up his paint. Well, I'm still young enough.

A fog lingers in the stark sunlight two days after. As it dissipates I take off for the west coast in search of the elusive path. I think I'm well equipped but time will be the judge. I tried to evolve a year too early. Release me now, Lord. Or was Nietzsche right?


Blogger Alan said...

Hope you get to try some real absinthe one day!

2:18 PM  
Blogger Tony Aguirre said...

Oh, it was the real thing, all right. Didn't you get that part about the Czech Republic?

2:41 AM  
Anonymous dave said...

Absinth makes the art grow greener.


3:23 AM  
Anonymous Megawo said...

Absinthe makes the fart blow keener

9:52 AM  

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