i lied to you in my last big post. the guy from the woods was no weird guy living in the woods, he is a weird guy living in a apartment with his wonderful wife. also, he is OLD AS FUCK. so to celebrate his birthday, i chose to unleash some previously unreleased pictures of him here. don´t look so scared man, its all good.
I don´t know why this has never been used. fs smith El Toro. he went there on his bike, saw the spot, smoked a cigarette and said “i gotta do this first try, i have an online poker tournament in 5 minutes and dont have time for this childish shit.”
David Gonzales did a 5050 here. Herwig went there, during a online-poker-tournament break and fs smith grinded it. afterwards he smoked a cigarette, got wasted and harassed an old lady in a bus with the story of how he forged his wedding ring himself.
bs Tailslide the Hoover Dam. Herwig went there for an online-poker-tournament (he isnt very good with computers and doesn´t quite understand the principle of online tournaments..). Afterwards he smoked a cigarette and peed in the water, giggling and yelling “take this, obama!”
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERWIG.
excactly 2 years of layingbreadcrumbs, TODAY. so to celebrate this, i will repost the first piece of lyrical greatness that got posted here. this is basically the rosetta stone, the holy grail, the “white album” of blogging. some years in the future, philosophers will look back and say “this. this is where it started.”
June 7th, 2011:
“so, it begins.
i am not yet sure where this will lead, but i sure will try to remember what my father told me on my wedding-day: “if you ever travel back in time, be sure not to change anything, for even the smallest change may have consequences you couldnt dream of.” ”
I also got myself a nice bouquet of flowers:
you have my permission to party now.
this is such a pathetic attempt of mine to show that winter should be gone for good, finally. all the poets and creative people out there, sorry. really. i study at a technical university, its not my fault that i lack a sense for artistic excellence.
so, we went to st. stefans cathedral in budapest. not because its the biggest church in hungary, but because it has the best name in the world. stefan.
walking around there, looking at all the gold and glory that apparently pleases god, i suddenly saw this little creeper looking at me. i suddenly felt so guilty and watched, it was amazing. well done, gods surveillance cam, well done. (to be honest, it looked more like saurons eye.)
so, nothing to update again, huh. yeah. i suck. but this piece of art is still alive.
i know a certain ex-dental techinician that keeps lying to the austrian people and yet is beloved by them that would simply LOVE this candy.