Vice is going international from Canadia, USia, Germany, NZ to "others" (the guy on the photo ain't going anywhere). If u like their rant.. check out their mags or their photoblog! Useful guides to NYC + Brooklyn, LA and Toronto are also available.
for making me smile on a crappy day. Had a monstergraine. And then Bush came to shove in the Poo S A. Maybe misterpants can make you feel better too. On the other hand, I was led to O'Brien's blog where I read his revealing experience of hearing the result of the US Erection on a plane in the disunited states...
so, what did i miss?»
My memory of the election: milling around the aisle of the Houston-San Jose flight, waiting to step off into the dark. After all that time in the air, the captain announces: "Bush is winning". General mutter of groans from the strangers around me. And distantly, from first class, a little patter of cheers.
Gabriel White has a good blog about traveling, especially in China. He posted about Factory 798 recently and appears to have a sense of humour. And stupid glasses, which are so hot right now.
His post for October 19th (my Mum's Birthday, Happy Birthday Mum! I'll call you)
I think I'll tell some amusing travel anecdotes.
Hmm. What about the one where I was on the bus for 8 hours and this kid kept throwing up on me? That one was quite funny. Though rather smelly. Or there was the one were I ordered a soup and it was full of, like, intenstines and kidneys and other strange things. Tasty, but a kinda vanilla travel story. Even better: the one where I took the overnight train and my head was 2m from from one of the two speakers in the entire carriage which blasted away until god-knows-when and started up again before I could blink. Nah. I've got it! There was that town full of monks in leather coats riding Harley Davidsonesque bikes and brothels and travelling circuses. That's a good story, but I think you kinda had to be there. What about the really annoying tourist who, like, followed me through the mountains for a week. He was neurotic and walked like a duck. I laugh about it now. Not then. Best not to revisit that one. What about the pedestrian traffic lights that sing to each other. They were bizarrely depressing in some strange way.
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