Archive | August, 2004
florence
is all about the truffle sandwiches and Tuscan wine. You see the postcards of dick. Not see Dick and Jane at the David. I’m talking dick. Postcards of all the penis in Florence. Naked statues get photographed. And people…
Continue reading...bullshite
28. August 2004
I didn’t tell you this yet: I chase the sun. I chase a photo opportunity. I chased a marching band down a side street in Bologna. I literally was mid-forkful when the band of violin, accordion, and guitar turned…
Continue reading...cinque terre
27. August 2004
I’m not a hiker, and no man I ever meet will make me want to be a hiker. It’s just not my thing. Unless there is food at the top, I’m so not in. See the thing about site…
Continue reading...portovenere
26. August 2004
I am a broken record. GET OUT. I just cannot deal. I keep saying it; it is all gorgeous. Aquamarine, rocks, everything smells of suntan lotion. I am so happy. I wish you were here with me, to put…
Continue reading...bologna
24. August 2004
the city is just that; a mediocre lunch meat. It smells a little better, but it leaves you kind of soggy and wanting what she is having. There is nothing to do in Bologna besides churches and museums. I…
Continue reading...in a step
23. August 2004
In just one step I smell leather then plums, then onto baked goods. Amazingly, I have photographed more than just food on this trip to Venice. My photos have been post cards. I am in love with Venice, love…
Continue reading...the idea of grand
21. August 2004
I arrive in Venice the morning of August 22, 2004. Hotel Monaco & Grand Canal Hotel. Ya know, in case you want to send wine and flowers to my room. I’m not allergic to strawberries either. On August 24th, I…
Continue reading...the girl can sing
20. August 2004
View more of the photos >> A straight man resembling Ewan McGregor sings “Patience,” but when he runs over the chorus, he becomes a “tough call.” His friends join in high-pitched vibrato, friends, I am certain appear on CD…
Continue reading...italian for beginners
19. August 2004
I’m going to Italy for two weeks. I leave this weekend. First stop: Venice. Hitting Cinque Terra, driving through Tuscany (so going the "Under the Tuscan Sun" route by way of Cortona and Arezzo) to Florence, then rounding it off…
Continue reading...insulting
19. August 2004
Above all other occasions, a wedding is an event where people get insulted. How could you sit me with that table, you know that’s not my color…how could you have chosen THAT as your bridesmaid color, could you have put…
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28. August 2004
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