I came across this randomly tonight and thought that it was pretty cool. It kind of reminds me of Crystal Beach and Olcott Beach. I have no idea why I am so drawn to abandoned amusement parks. Maybe it was abandoned around the time I was born and just slowly decayed or something along those lines. But WOW!
These must be the same kind of D-F**K's that flip and wreck on the 198 thinking that it's a "Real Highway" while in reality the speed limit should be 45 mph.
But seriously how do you do that unless you're doing around 50 mph? Allen St really doesn't want cars on it, that's why you hold your breath driving down it as you're praying that you keep your side view mirrors.
Here is the 2nd band from Vampire Weekend, Beach House. Needless to say when I'm down in the SRQ this winter I will be listening to this when I'm walking on Siesta Key / Crescent Beach. Not because of the name of the band although that helps, but I just love the "dream pop" sound...
I went last night to Toronto after work and treated myself to a Molson Canadian Amphitheatre Show. I couldn't find anyone to go with me and with the venue being only 40% sold I was lucky to unload my ticket at the gate, even though it was less than cost.
What counted was I was able to make the show for the two bands I wanted to see as I left Buffalo at 5 after work, hung out at the MCA until midnight taking in the big city hipsters, getting home at 1:30 AM and then making it to work this morning 10 minutes early. Needless to say that everything lined up for me as I had a pretty descent time even by myself.
Anyway I was finally able to get floor tickets and take a video that is worth of being one of the "cool" kids at the Amphitheatre:
or if that doesn't work here is the HD link
The only downside is that my battery conked out shortly thereafter and I also realized that my backup was drained as well :-( Anyway watching and dancing hit the spot for all that I have been going through mentally these days anyway.
Dallas Green put on a great show Saturday Night. For some reason his music just hits me right to the core. Maybe I'm just bummed about my physical health, getting old, never figuring out life ect. But pretty much all of his set hit the spot with me. The whole night was almost perfect. I picked up a friend of mine who unfortunately is even more bummed out (a friend of her's thinks that she's possessed, but I'm going into any religious debate.) The CNE, Molson Canadian Amphitheatre, the hotel indigo, lunch at Mr. Greek.
I've come to the realization that over the last year I just hate a lot of things about my living situation and you could even expand it to the area in general. Right now I don't know what I'm going to do or even how my quality of life is going to be. All I know is I just want to have fun now and forget about tomorrow.
So I realized today after it was too late that I projected the wrong image by the clothes I put on this morning. Basically I wore a plain white T-Shirt since it was clean & topped it off with a Black Chicago White Sox Hat. Needless to say for some odd reason I felt out of place out in the Burbs in the morning and when I was walking and driving around the city later on in the afternoon I felt even more out of place. Basically I my clothes on many teenage boys on random street corners. The topping was when a group of African-American men in a Cadillac SUV were laughing at me was I crossed in front on them at a stoplight. Usually it would happen organically, but today I knew exactly what they were focused on.
I was cleaning out my gmail account when I realized that years ago I received some interesting monumental text messages that I had forwarded myself to save. All I can say is good thing that i did, as there were some insightful things in there.
The best ones are the old pics from the Cont. All I can say is I realize now why people do porn, it's to immortalize their youth. Needless to say I am pretty happy that I took some pics from the old fetish nights ;-)
