obviously, i've reached the point where i'm just posting images just to fill up space ... it's what i'd like to do at the moment, however blogger doesn't seem to appreciate me attempting to upload images, so i'm left you {anyone? anyone?} to use your imagination.
first off, i'm going to jump ahead a few steps and put the words in your mouth; yes, my attention to this manifesto that is a 'blog' has waned. however, this does not mean that my life has just been less interesting. quite the contrary, actually.
obviously, my time has been occupied by the usual suspects; musical performances, mission theater hangs, new resturant hangs, etc. however, there has been a increased amount of 'movement' taking place over the past few weeks. 'movement' is without question a relative concept, given past travels in europe, my lack of activity because of a debilitating {again, relative concept} sickness and so forth, but that's neither here nor there.
anyhow, two weekends ago i took the train up to seattle to catch the royals and mariners battle it out, not to mention catch up with some notable chillers from colorado, gretchen & emily. watching baseball, especially in person is a therapeutic experience for me, and i was happy to share this with two of my friends who were otherwise indifferent to the sport. needless to say, i had a fantastic time. following the royals while living in portland is difficult for a variety of reasons, but i've tried my damndest to keep up with the latest, even when most of it involves a sickening amount of negative publicity that transcends the kansas city metropolitan area clear to each coast. somehow, i maintain a shred of hope that stereotypes and cliches will finally be defied this year.
making things even more interesting was this past weekend which was spent in fort collins, colorado. my younger brother was finally graduating from college, and it was mother's day. in mrs. keech's words this weekend was going to be a "special treat."
i was able to distract myself off from the to-be-expected-self-referential-contemption that comes with witnessing your younger brother graduate from college until i had my parents drive me to the airport sunday night. the stretch of interstate between denver and fort collins is somewhat desolate, somewhat hilly, and somehow being filled in with an impressive display of typical suburban development. beyond all of that is ubiquitous and depressing, the viewer has one linear and unobstructed view looking west at the foothills of the rockies and beyond. basically, it's gorgeous. moreover, on this particular evening the skies seemed especially imposing; clouds were dark to light, rain seemed to intermittantly fall from the sky in plumes of purple and blue as lightning peppered in between. so, right on queue, memories of our last days in manhattan peppered my thoughts. i could only hope my brother was experiencing that overwhelming coctail of emotions that comes standard with receiving a diploma.
segway to a memorial day weekend spent with a group of individuals who helped create the aforementioned good times; san francisco kansas state architecture graduation invasion 2007 ... it's gonna straight up pop off, baby!
oh, what's that you say? another masterbatory post? what can i say? it just ... happened.
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oh, and work? much like a freight train, things are moving ahead quickly. after visiting the site last week {no camera this time ... it's ... ehm ... misplaced} i have a better understanding of two things;
1) why large corporate architectural machines that veil themselves as a non-corporate architectural machines cannot successfull or painlessly orchestrate a 'design-build' project,
2) why architects, both male and female, lose their hair,
3) why our boy brad kingsley was dead-on when he postulated about the relevance of 'leverage' in the architect/contractor/client dynamic.
i hope to have more photos soon.
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concerts i hope to attend before i die*>
> the flaming lips.
> tool.
> radiohead.
> madonna.
> fountains of wayne.
> modest mouse.
*one of these is a lie. i'll leave it up to interpretation and/or fate.
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- I take myself too seriously most of the time and I am trying to do that less. I remind some people of Woody Allen. I occationally indulge in the weekend camping trip. I adamantly support the Kansas City Royals baseball club. My identity is wrapped up in a few simple things, most of which are continuously displayed on this here blog.
6 comments:
corbs, some word comments:
segue not segway.
and is masterbatory a word? I suppose it is. You know how I love that phrase you use.
I think the word graduation brings up emotions in everyone...good or bad...especially if the experience isn't that far in the past. Your statements almost made me tear up...ahhhh memories. Today I feel like being in that place...the place of recent memory, hanging out with friends who have known me more than 5 months. But, also, I'll settle for making a mood board in Milan.
Sorry about the spellling correction. Laura just taught me how to spell it last year, and I had to flaunt my nugget-o-knowledge.
corbo, you should know that only tourists and the bridge and tunnel louts hang out in soho anymore, so i would not be surprised if they didn't know what an americano was...les, the village and williamsburg[hiptardia] are far better places to get coffee.
oh, and radiohead and modest mouse do rule in concert, that much is true
i saw the flaming lips at sasquatch last yr. boring.
how's about a ruthie hang? sheesh.
i saw your indirect msgs to me on tq's post. i tried to indirectly communicate back, but the stupid computer wasn't working right that day. so we'll try the direct approach. will still need to check out th bijou cafe.
alert! spelling error: it's "the" not "th" ruth. oh you know what i mean.
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