Dance Dance Immolation
Thursday, May 19th, 2005I am extremely happy that someone is actually paying for me to shoot people with fire.
I am extremely happy that someone is actually paying for me to shoot people with fire.
Science and Art show up to the same party, and go home alone once again.
Something wrong and wonderful
Somehow Ian decided it would be cool to have a cake with built-in flamethrowers. So we went to our workshop and did it.
Indonesian Roadside Attraction
Rumah Makan
Rangkiang
Sopang Pangkalan km. 4
says the sign, so I guess this stretch of the highway across central Sumatra is known as Sopang Pangkalan. It’s about 11:30pm, and we’re somewhere between between my departure point of Bukit Tinggi and the my final destination, the port city of Dumai where I will take a ferry […]
It was near the end of a gray afternoon when I met Gerald. He was a middle aged Indian man, slim and dark, in business attire. But his clothes were grubby, the bundle of newspapers and old magazines he held turned out to be fished out of the trash, and he was missing most of his teeth. He was homeless, well groomed and poor.