Month: January 2005

So I survived Gasparilla. Yeah, it was billed as a Mardi Gras beads-and-boobs style parade, but it was mostly beads. Not a single boob! I feel so cheated. Apparently that’s more the thing for the Gasparilla night party, which happens in two weeks. But there were thousands of beads. Cops would pick them up off…

Off to Gasparilla!

Well, I just finished watching Koyaanisqatsi, and, well, what can I say? I have to take back all the laughing I did. Lesson learned: you really do have to reserve judgement until you’ve seen the whole film. This picture is amazing. I’m not really sure how to express this other than through hyperbole. You might…