july 27th from A to G
[note: G is complete and surprising madness]
a. cup my hand around the real giullietta’s breast in Verona (all the tourist’s were doing it I swear!)
b. teeter between zen and bitterness but ultimately decide on inner peace
c. fall in love with kurt vonnegut all over again, this time on the nature cruise of the century
d. bop along the autoroute to some authentic yodel-trance
e. write a song about munich that goes something like this: “Munchen, Munchen, How do you dunchen? Let’s have some beer, in Munchen! (background cheers: MUNCHEN!) [you will have to imagine the tune and umlats yourself]
f. miss my number one girl a bit in the car while listening to some guy named bruce (man am I ever getting sick of these three cd’s!)
g. end up as the enthrusted videographer in a warehouse teeming with young german new media enthusiasts at the last leg of the lost film fest/ street band performance tour as a sony cam is, as I say, thrust over to me on the dance floor
[note #2: I will try to upload photos, or even better, video, of letter G to try to convey some of the mad energy of the night, though I’m pretty sure it was one of those “you had to be there” kind of moments.]
