Depravity on the Road: Overheards
Tuesday, February 3rd, 2009
Over the past two months I have driven across America twice, stayed in Toronto, Ottawa, Montreal, Vermont, New York, Chicago, Aspen, Breckenridge and Las Vegas. I’ve been drunk for the last 9 days, jammed with Matt Hoffman and Shaun White and got my ear pierced four times with a blunt earring. I stayed in a hotel that cost $1800/night (but didn’t pay for it), put 6,400 miles on my car, took 1,000 photos at parties and ski events and did a couple assignments for school.
During that time, I haven’t made a single mix or even touched a midi controller. So instead of trying to scrape something together, here are some notes from the road that probably only I will enjoy, but I want to read them again one day, so here they are, permanently imprinted on some server in Houston, Texas.
Heather and Brittany, official party animals.
Person 1: I have never seen a giant banana hold hands with a chicken.
Person 2: That’s a little too, “I’ve seen it a million times before,” Kristi.
The 80s called. They said to throw you away, because even they don’t want that haircut.
If an RPG comes flying by, don’t try to knock it down. Two of us lived out of six of us. They gave me this little pin.
You don’t die for Bush. You fight for your friends who are beside you. It’s the coolest shit in the world.
You gotta kill them or they’re going to kill you. These mother fuckers are going to hunt us like we’re deer.
It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt. [followed by overly enthusiastic hysterical laughter]
Nightwish is like Evanescence with a quarter the suck and four times the rock.
Dude, the bathrooms smell like a hot chick.
Me with Olivia and ShayWill.com
They’re all living in a big fish bowl and I’m on the outside watching them.