this is nice.

sometimes i have to talk about things in a jazzy way so people understand what i'm saying. it's kind of depressing that it's come down to this, but apparently today's vernacular has to include some sort of celebrity reference to gauge importance, let alone interest, in something. but if that's what's hot right now, allow me to be considered as part of your cool world.

i left barcelona for good (well, for now) a couple of weeks ago. home of what will soon be (sadly) hyped and known for as the backdrop for woody allen's latest flick, "vicky cristina barcelona." can you believe, i - moi - worked right across the street from one of its soon-to-be signature locations from the film, la pedrera? oh. my. god.

right, so i left barce and am back in nice for a month before moving on to newer things. nice, now famous for being the city that brad and angelina chose to give birth to their multi-million-dollar twins. how hot is that? they chose nice because the hospital overlooks the baie des anges which i used to swim in every day on my lunch break. i know, my cool meter is rising by the second.

not to mention, i'm staying at chez eisenhour in st. paul de vence, a village frequented by the most important people in the world whose lives you just have to read about or you're worthless. why, just a couple of sundays ago, rod stewart and his daughters were sitting at the café here two tables down from me. do i feel like i can die now and go to heaven?

okay, okay. i'll stop. i realize that i actually might be insulting or seemingly belittling some people. could we write this one off as i'll do anything for a laugh?

but has it not come to this? arnold schwartze-whatshisname is my fucking governor, for god's sake. paris hilton is making political psa's... hold up, hold up - i just got a text - is it the text from obama that i've been waiting for????

and frankly, it hurts to see some of my peers breaking the bank just to get inside of yet another unreasonably-priced restaurant or bar that the cast of the hills parties at.


meanwhile, life happens. i have to get me one of those.

hazy in the sun

oh god, i'm dying to talk some shit right now. it's not gonna happen that easily. people love to twist shit. it's not happening. all i have to say is that there is nothing more frustrating than spin. i mentioned this once last month. spin is such as waste of energy. and what the fuck is up with people who eat that shit up? i know, i'm impatient. but i cannot stand it any more. we have got to make the truth the happening thing again. truth's sexy, y'all. own up to yo shit.

and what about quality? you know what i'm talking about. half-assing is the hot shit to do right now. more than ever. and no one seems to mind.

truth & quality go hand in hand. the ultimate power couple.

instead, we've got this bullshit called compassion running things. mediocrity deserves a medal just for trying. never mind that the material of the elephant print on jordan iii re-release creates some yellowy gum-like crap on it after time, it's worth the hundred bucks. nor does it matter that you can't just point a remote control at the dvd player (or tv, satellite box, etc.) any more; you have to press the same button at least three times in order for the damn machine to even register the command. eh, this is stupid. even super glue doesn't hold that super any more, but who cares.

this month's french glamour attempts to hype a new word: treggings. the mélange of "trousers" and "leggings." get the fuck out of here.

and that's just stuff. i won't even talk about half peops. you know the kind who like to "settle." the fact that the idea of settling is something to do in regards to a person's happiness is useless. stop that shit por favor.

wait. i actually wanted to write about how over-rated cannes is. i went there a couple of days ago... every time i go i think it'll get better. eh, i don't even want to talk about it. it means nothing.

oh, what i really want to talk about is how happy is in. and jane it's an ongoing thing i must keep up. disinterest is like a treasure. disinterest.

stop googling everything. enough with the shoulds.

and what about normal? i'm not. (smiling)

...but kill em with kindness.

oh right, so being happy is sun. it's weird actually. there have been about a million things that i've come across that could have easily been labeled as disaster / code red / failure, these types of words. but what can i say? happiness wins. go for it.

and back to truth & quality - that is the real thing. be the real thing. own up. only up.

let's get distracted a little bit. gotta keep people interested here. talk about things. write sentences that make sense. the last 3, 4 months. cute boys skating with kenzie. bread and butter, charles coming out. he's doing dope shit with the andy warhol foundation. i spent a lot of time on montjuïc. ooh, one thing i miss right now is riding a bike. i've been in the car a lot. driving from barce to the côte d'azur. french/spanish.

learnsmart.








charles's warhol world at bread and butter.



rees at the recently abandoned digs.



blurred kenz sant antoni market.



entenza terrace bingo lites.




kitties run montjuïc.



monsieur collet.



a montjuïc crib.



barcelona love.




toto & julz barcelona getaway.



this is monaco.



antoine in monaco.



st. paul safe haven.



jackie cabriolet.





green sun beauty regime. laugh!



grey green.



cannes. i don't know.



cap d'ail. get there.