theres no real reason

look up look down
there is dog shit all around
( Word association inspired by this Golden city, accredited to Olie who felt this pang of inspiration at Pavla's Nova sin performance)

today it feels like this

One two three four

Wakey wakey
rise and shine
it's on again, off again, on again
watch me fall
like dominos
in pretty patterns
Fingers in the blackbird pie
i'm tingling tingling tingling
it's what you feel now
what you ought to, what you ought to
reasonable and sensible
dead from the neck up
because im stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
we thought you had it in you
but no, no, no
for no real reason

Squeeze the tubes and empty bottles
take a bow take a bow take a bow
it's what you feel now
what you ought to
what you ought to
an elephant thats in the room is
tumbling tumbling tumbling
in duplicate and duplicate
plastic bags and
duplicate and triplicate
dead from the neck up
guess im stuffed, stuffed, stuffed
we thought you had it in you
but no, no, no
exactly where do you get off
Is enough is enough is enough
I love you but enough is enough, enough
a last stop
There's no real reason

you've got a head full of feathers
you got melted to butter

- IN RAINBOWS

there is no path to follow

Tonight I was visually devirginized! MINdfucked! I saw my first David Lynch film- Inland Empire, and what a sweet 3 hours mind orgasm it was. SO strange i need to watch more, We finally made out to Aero in Zizkov, it was wonderful. No better way to spend a rainy, mildly cold Sunday night than this way. We spent the day fiming for Pavlov's project and I was taking pics in Letna Park again by the Metronome. It was finally a sunny day, seeing sunsetis rare, Sunshine is rare, i dont think its been sunny for over 2 1/2 weeks, withdrawal!! Then we stuffed our bellied at some restaurant in Hradcanska. Mmm I finally ordered grilled salmon, i havent had fish my whole time here! Soo damn goood and this Gambrinus never tasted as well either.


So i need to go back and update my backpacking trip which im starting to forget details from. Ive been thinking to much. So basically i actually might be staying in Prag for another semester. Its not completelt finalized due to the abnormal levels of douchebaggedry coming from the Stony Brook end, and I have to deal with SUNY New Paltz as well. But if I have a chance to graduate here in Prag why not take it. God willing if Stony accepts all the credits trandfered over then theoretically i can finish the Spring Semester here and go back home in May to graduate? Ofcourse nothing will be that easy as pie for me, never is so I have to wait and consult with an advisor, but Stony has neglected me its hard to get their attention via email, they just dont answer or transfer responsibility to New Paltz, monkey in the midddde! This program/semester went by so fast, in 3 weeks, less even its over. It sucks because a lot of people are leaving. i dont know if i should live here next semester or find a flat with Olivia. the thign is that the Program fee already includes housing, so paying doublefold would make no sense. But do i want to live with a fresh influx of wideeyed Americans looking to party cheap in Prag? Not exactly... but then again I need to meet new people for next semester... So manyy issues.. im currently in a brain fart state, dont know exactly what framework to deduce all the factos with to get the right answer. As much as I despise MAth and never truely understood its essence I wish there was a set theorem so i can plug in number, I could find X! Cant fenagle that now, this sucks people are leaving that I like and who will be left. I still dont know if im making the right choice.... but I will take each day as it comes. " THERE IS NO PATH TO FOLLOW! "
Tommorow is ChEmical Brothers in Bratislava! We are finally going, I have been planning this since the beginning of the summer!

A few shots from the trip last month!!

Munchen Cathedral





Olivia & I with our couchsurfing host Dominik- Salzburg, Oct. '07



Reichstag Glass Dome

hoodedhooligan owl eyes

Matrix last night- Zizhkov the so called bad part of town, too many Roma?
too many highschool dreadlocked kids, green streams flashed - broke into pieces paired in flashes
across my arms,
on Allison's face, the eyebrow ring winked in the strobe light

the visual looked like two owl eyes
cajooing, hooting into the room,
made of smoke the pupils movedfrom side to side,
then the eyes coalesced together,
reverse mitosis, the fusion of owl
eyes.

The everyone danced to their own rythym you could tell who was hearing the
slower reggae bass, it was smooth and required downward spiral movements
The eletro techno beat was running over it, cutting it swiftly, they coexist.
I sway slow because that is whats in my mind.

Jsem Martin, Jak se mas?
my czech is bad I just smile and stumble on a few words
We pass around the bubblegum pink waterbong.
on the left hand side.
all around the leather booth we practice our non czech skills with these dread kids

Dominik doesnt dance , i tease him about always going to Blind eye
he proposed once more.
Chip tries to get acid from the kid.

"17:00 456-876-678, Martin"

he leaves this information on my old tram ticket.

I realize my wallet is gone, the yellow velvet pouch.
I had just started to replace everything from my last wallet stolen the other week.
Thank god i left my keys at the front desk at the Kolej.

That motherfucker! In the red hoodie wearing a hat!
I ran after him i corner him half way up the stairs toward the entrance
and i start giving him a pat down, front pockets- nothing
back pockets no yellow wallet, i was starte to think for sure he had handed to a friend
in the time that had elapsed.
" Do you have something that isn't your? Because now would be the time to give it back"

The kid looked nervous, eyes evasive and looking in all directions, soo sketch this made me even more confident that he did in fact jack my wallet. People began to stop , thinking i was trying to come onto this kid
a few hearty howling, sounds were made . No wallet still, he had his hands up proclaiming his innocence and that was that.
SO i give uo and walk downstairs to Chip and Allison, in our booth a moment later Allison ducks under the table and resurfaces with my yellow velvety wallleT !! SAA_WEET! Im so happy that its back, I dont even care that I harassed this poor kid who was a victim of my careless drunken sordid state! Oy vey! Maybe a little douchey but he was acting super sketchy...
That weed had to be chronic or hash that bubble gum pink water bong- sickk man.

So we finally leave Matrix, Im starting to sober up. As we are transfering at I.P Pavlova to our traim I see some drunk kids frolick on the ground. They cant seem to get up, it looks like they are laughing on the ground. As we come closer we realize its in fact the opposite its this one guy laying on the ground getting the SHIT kicked out of him. It must have been one of the most gruesome instanced of someone physically deformed from street violence i had witnessed. The guy on the ground had his eye sunken into the socket from repeated kicking and bashing, broken glass all over his face drenched in blood. There was blood on the ground up to 10 feet away. A girl who was probably the guys girlfriend was frantically hysterically crying and shouting at the skinhead who was beating her man. I dont want to assume this was racially motivated but the guy looked like a skinhead and ever since the Neo Nazi March on the anniversary of Kristal Nacht, I have been hearing about more and more skinhead crime. But this guy, omg he looked scary. His bald head glowed, juxtaposed to the night and around his mouth was a ring off blood, it looked like he was a messy vampire, had just sucked blood and was too in ectasy from the high to wipe his mouth of.

This wasnt the worst part.
The worst part was the reaction of the police.
That was my first thought, wtf are the fuckin corrput ass Czech Po-po?
Well we ran into them, a male and female officer, they casually strolled to the crime scene.
During their leisurely walk to the fight, the skinhead got in a few more vigourous kicks at the guys head, good jolt up his brain a bit b4 the cops come. I watched in complete shock how the police stood so close before the guy stopped hurting the other one. No rush, no fuss, no adrenaline rush please. Maybe officer Jana and Petr had a different agenda like getting coffee and this was rudely interupting them. Then the skinheas stopped and they all stood around the body on the floor. We has walked away by then. Next thing I see is an ambulance, the lights are flashing blue and white- sound, its going like 5mph, great reaction time, in true Czech fashion. Then we see the skinhead pass us while we wait for the tram, bloody still and yelling , mumbling something.
How many laws did that just break, I can't even count. Not arresting the agressive party, letting them walk away from the crime scene? What the hell? The police report will reflect all these errors. Moral of the story- dont get your ass kicked in Prague, the police hardly give a shit, maybe they jsut see this shit all the time, I dont know but it really shirks me to see this apathetic, non emergency, unurgent reaction by the so called justice system, its even worse for the Roma...
The kid I was getting with before also was attacked after a bar by 6 skinheads, not as bad as the other guy, he only suffered a black eye and broken nose...I wonder how much goes unreported or misreported better yet.

Our Itinerary:
Praha--> Wien
Wien--> Salzburg
Salzburg--> Munich
Munich --> Berlin
Berlin--> Praha

BAckpacking adventures! Woot! Shit i cant fucking believe it I went backpacking literally! My not so low maintenance self squished a weeks worth of clothes and some redundancies of course into a tiny backpack, not even the full backpacker one but one half that size. It was me and my girl Olivia, a sweet girl from Guadalajara easy going,potsmoking, silverjacketwearing,picturetaking wonder. All we had is a one way ticket to Vienna on Student Agency bus company. It was only $13 to get there. So we start off without knowing anything, I mean anything . All we knew is that we had a hostel for two nights in Wien and then a couchsurfer by the name of Dominik in Salzburg for the rest of the week we would play it by ear.

Olie and I arrive in our hostel that we share with Drew and Jen, they hadnt come yet so we set out to eat our disposable non perishable food which include caned sprouts, spreadable cheese- Laughing Cow ofcourse and Juice box wine. We get a nice buzz and then Jen and Drew arrive after a short detour to Bratislava since they missed their stop. We are soo pumped that we are in Vienna we smoke and head out for the night. We walk along the Danube river , the city resembles Prag with the river running through it. We hang out at this warehousemetalspraypainty joint- Flex its big and filled with beer and loud bass. We drink some and then we leave to another place that this guy leads us to. He is not cute and tries to sell us weed, we still have our own, we say no, then he goes on a rant of how Wien is infested with rats and as he says this i see one run by. On the bus ride to the next club he explains how he works by testing toxic chemicals on rats. So basically every other word out of his mouth is rat, and he looks like one too, we are high and start cracking up on the bus. We get off and we are at the famous ferris wheel - the Wiener Riesengrad! I wish they had this club in Prag or at home the music was 70s funk and mod beats. We fell in love with the DJ who looks like the hot French actor in Unfaithful- the mysterious book seller!
In the morning we all go to the main square to explore, its really cold so we walk around and decide to go to the Museum Quarter. Leopold Museum= Egon Schielle and Klimt. We didnt see the Kiss though, but i did fall in love with everything Schielle had. Next we went on a hunt for a real Viennese dinner and that means Wiener Schnitzel- pounded pork- so its super tender in a breaded encompassment! Mmmmm. We finaly found a place and that meal was amazing , it was the Stiegl microbrewery, candle lit and i still remember how good my schnitzel was- best 12 euros spent! We looked up some clubs to check out but due to our lameness aka poor navigational skills and an impending case of food coma we went back to the hostel. We smoked and started playing cards. My new thing was this - Olivia who has a Spanish accent soudns incredibly funy to me so Im laughing like crazy at her every comment, i need to record what she says bc its hilarious and i regret that i cant for the life of me remeber what it was. swissss cheeese. O man. you have to be there, and be me , and be high lol. So that was out night in Vienna.
We tour Schonbrunn- the palace of the Royal Family- Franz Josef who Drew displays an uncanny resemblance of( there will be a picture ilustrating this) and Maria Theresa and Cici- Elizabeth . This is also the place where Congress of Vienna was held and Mozart gave his first performance at the age of 6. The pictures are beautiful but the day was drained and void of brightness. But the Schonnbrunn terriotry is amazing , we didnt even have enough time to see the labyrinth since we had to catch the train to Salzburg.

Salzburg: