I want to take bike trips like this as a family.
I'm getting familiar and comfortable with the bike trip. So far so good...fits.
Good to carry yer Waits with you.
If its happened to me, and to you, it should be recognized.
I wonder what nomenclature my son will decide upon for me. Should I be influential in directing him...is it possible to provide an environment sterile of influence...
What does Marcela want to be called by Oliver...
I'm going to call him son...
The rain is steady, but it's nothing compared to my first summer trip along Germany's north coast. That was miserable. I may be adjusting. I can't believe Swedes can't purchase beer over 3.5 unless arranged special.
Looks like the sun might burn off some rain clouds...get a round or two before the sunsets. It sets much later here in Eslöv than I'm accustomed to.
Arabs and Mexicans suffer the free world's venom. I wonder who the Chinese hate.
As you can see, they are not from here...subtle and yet, blatant and obvious.
Where's the speakeasy? Du weiss Wo ist die speakeasy?
You wanna be a drunkard here, you gotta do a little planning.
Met a Netherlander couple yesterday in Helsingborg. They were remarkable in their cohesion over their insistence to travel without GPS. It was maps or not at all. I don't know if they had a compass. I was embarrassed to admit how devoted I was to the GPS and realize it's as if I'm an avatar and the real me is busy making his way through space via the device.
I came across this little beauty and thought I would have to be a royal idiot to not have a seat.
Vigilance...resilience...v applies to ordenung. Keep a mental image of where everything is. R applies to mental awareness of breath and muscle activity. Careful of my behavior for the first time in terms of my age and physical condition. Like, no shit...you could die doing that...huh, glad I took 44 years to start worrying about all that shite.
Copenhagen is big.
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I went for a walk in the woods near my campsite. I took my bike for the basket, I was taking along a couple beers and a camp chair. I found a quiet place to sit. I returned to camp and ate dinner and went for a walk, this time without my bike. Upon realizing I'd stumbled on the same location I'd been previously I decided to head back the way I'd gone earlier. I happened to look down and sitting there on the path was my wallet.
They put an ICE train on the ferry.
Two cows are sitting facing one another in a replicated scene from the matrix. The Neo cow is imagining he's a quick-mart clerk in worst part of Detroit. Guns are being fired in the distance and he's selling malt liquor and lucky strikes to a 15 year old kid.
The Morpheus cow is holding the classic blue and red pills in his hooves and he sees the reality of rows and rows of his brethren being sodomized by machines.
Obama at a party shortly after getting caught with the NSA/Snowden affair. He's reaching into a cookie jar in which all the cookies are labeled, "we're all doing it," and "you disgust us," written in icing.
Hilary, Bush two, Merkel, and Putin are all laughing and pointing at the obvious metaphor and Merkel is saying, "what a duschbag," and Putin's like, "C'mon you big gay retard, let's get you a shot."
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