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Thursday, February 21, 2008
These are actually quiet times. I figured I'd be Mr. Talkative while back in the States but I haven't really felt it. I have been living a quiet life in Atlanta: working, walking, watching movies and maybe some other stuff that starts with the letter W that I can't think of at the moment.
Last night my coworker and I, after catching some Champions League on TV, took a soccer ball out to the park out of lack of anything better to do (and being a little fired up after the game). Now I like soccer, a lot, and I used to have some mad skills (honestly) but lack of practice had nearly cleared my memory banks of most of my juggling skill. However, I could still do a rainbow. In fact, nearly perfectly a number of times in a row. I am sort of happy about that.
Something else I'm happy about. I purchased a pair of Adidas Sambas the other day. I used to wear the crap out of these shoes in my athletic prime. They are so utilitarian and maybe that's why I dig them. Felt good to break them in last night, even if it was on the rain-starved grounds of Piedmont Park and not on the astro turf they were designed for.
Lack of stuff to do brings out the movie buff in us all. I recently peeped some documentaries: The King of Kong and Air Guitar Nation. I'm telling you, if you haven't seen either and are up for some insanely funny and well-made docs you have got to find these. Highly recommended! And thanks to AJ Naito for turning me on to them.
Man what else. Oh, I've also recently watched Spies Like Us and Real Genius. You can't deny the classics.
So in just about 2 weeks I'll be flying back to Stockholm to my newly painted and furnished apartment which I barely had time to get used to before shipping off and to m'bun-in-the-oven-sweet who would like it much better if I was around.
I've been working on a little mixtape that I'm pretty happy with. Hopefully I'll be able to share that with you in the nearish future. Until then...







1 Comments:
I LOVE Sambas! I have a pair waiting for me on the opposite side of the pond.
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