i love meeting new people in other countries.....and then meeting them in another country from where i met them(huh?) stopping at a cafe in London to write whats in the wonder of my head. drawing the random inspirations i get. european beer. ciga-cigars. the smell of my pipe. that little crack-in-the-rock swimming hole the boys found around the cliffs of bar beach, australia. my mum's cheese cake. & her sweet iced tea with lemon. my wife's sweet potato dish. a candle. a waterfall. ray bans. sushi and wine. dancing with my guitar named bride. red wine from hawke's bay. the hot springs somewhere in between auckland and hastings new zealand. screaming in a microphone. a beautiful lady thats caught my heart and attention. and learning about this hauntingly beautiful thing called love, and all its mystery
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cursive, hope and anchor, the islands, converge, my morning jacket, touchless automatic, broken soical scene, the shins, interpol, the secret machines, pedro the lion, the doves, the stills, pinback, sufjan stevens, the veils, kaiser chiefs, band of horses, the buskers in asheville, and a few others.....
Deuce's Wild: Amelie: Casablanca: Breakfast At Tiffany's: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: Lost in Translation: He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not: Kill Bill I & II, Garden State, I Heart Huckabees, Hotel Rwanda, Millions, Coffee & Cigarettes, Winter Passing...
family guy, the office(british version)...
I like to read. But a book has to grab my heart and soul within the first or second chapter before i go any further. "Girlfriend In A Coma", by Douglas Coupland, "On The Road" & "The Dharma Bums", by Jack Kerouac, have been the latest to do so. I recommend these.
old pot-bellied cigar/pipe-smoking men who stare off iinto the horizon content as if everything they've wanted to do in life has been done.