I have a confession: I had a 5 week fling with Europe, and fell in love a number of times along the way. It's a romantic thing, the getaway, the hunt, and the catch, and I did it all, with a little help from my friends.
From Dublin to London, Devon to Heaven, Belgium and Paris, Nice, Marseilles, and a final blowout in Amsterdam, it was a rocking and rolling ride of ridiculousness, relaxing and rollicking round the rues of Europe. Alright, enough of that.
Once I get the pictures all organized and loaded up in my iNternet storage space, I'll recap the stories, but let it be known that life exists on other planets, and the only thing keeping us on earth is our own gravity!
Friday, July 20, 2007
Here comes the phlegm!
Hello. I'm Brooks.
I never wanted to start a blog, it just kind of happened.
It's a bit like accidentally turning on the TV and coming upon the very beginning of Krippendorf's Tribe, and the smallest teensiest weensiest inkling of curiosity takes a hold of you as sit there and watch the opening credits wondering if what you're doing is a complete waste of time, and you quickly decide that it is, but it might not be if the movie is any good, but you'll never know if you don't just sit and find out....
A bit like that.
I never wanted to start a blog, it just kind of happened.
It's a bit like accidentally turning on the TV and coming upon the very beginning of Krippendorf's Tribe, and the smallest teensiest weensiest inkling of curiosity takes a hold of you as sit there and watch the opening credits wondering if what you're doing is a complete waste of time, and you quickly decide that it is, but it might not be if the movie is any good, but you'll never know if you don't just sit and find out....
A bit like that.
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