January 9, 2003
Austin, Texas, USA
3:07pm. Justin's pooch Cowboy vigilantly watches neighbors
pass by the apartment screen door. I'm hot in shorts and t-shirt.
This is winter!
Yesterday I swam in Barton Springs, then air-dried in the sunset juggling, practicing acrobatic flips and playing frisbee with Paul and Derrek, who I met while living here a three years ago.
Austin is a hip oasis in a redneck desert. Its a vortex for conscious,
community minded people. The vibe is friendly and creative. Folks love
getting together and being active outdoors.
Since arriving on New Year's Eve, I've been rock climbing three times
and enjoyed a wicked night ride on trails following the creek through
the city, as well as other little excursions to quiet beautiful locations.
We're always being invited to go meet someone or party somewhere.
New Years day, The Dragon fly's clutch finally died on the highway
following Common Child back to her pad. After coasting down an off ramp
into the burbs, I used the phone at a random house, belonging to Shad
and Gentry. Common Child's husband came to get us at Shad's, but by
then we'd become fast friends and were on our way out to Karaoke at
the Rainbow Cattle Company with Shad's bud Justin.
Shad and Justin, both graphic artists, were stoked on plans Shawna
and I have to make art with the kids in Mexico while climbing the Mountain
of Death, so Shad gave us a brand new case of pencil crayons, markers
and pastels, and Justin donated a large box of paints. We have since
made arrangements to send back some of the art work created by the kids
to be featured in URBANSCAPE, a local arts magazine for which Justin
serves Art Director.
The Dragonfly is now flying again, at a cost of $770, so I am working
on shows to pay it off and have enough to fuel the next several months
of travel to Mexico and down the coast by kayak. I also just got the
bill for hosting solomax.com, which is $69... on top of the last hosting
bill that I have yet to pay. To help support this project... click here.