I heart Berlin. You all know that.

Remember when we were allowed to boogie? oh, those were good days. Frivolity and rapture were in the air and it was glorious.

Look. . .

Seventeen years ago, I was told by a 2nd cousin that, "you can't keep making meals for one or two the rest of your life. You need to get some good records and films that your friends would like and have them over for a bite and a laugh...or you need to make some babies. Seeing that you are 9, dear Chet, I suggest you invest in a record player."

"I've been using it as a paint thinner"

"Racial.... So.."

I couldn't help it, Wandi

"A sort of fused. . . Flashdance MC Hammer Ship." HAHAHAHA!

"Ooo, Kinky!"

looking for contact with john.

. and it's still hurting.

I know, you just have to disregard the persistant rock fists. it's annoying, i know.

let's bring on the spring sweet friends. you know it's about time for it.

sigur ros november is here!

John, clearly I will have learned some of these moves

before we meet up next. Unreal.

John, you are my Johnny Ray.

that's all.

Time to get our Icelandic fix...

will you please imagine more than two hours of this in person. please.