mintcar

Yo yo yo!

Nice conversations over wine last night, and not too bad critiques today (YAY! I'm redeemed!). Yes, architecture is a bitch, but it is galvanizing. Oh, I feel so alive!

Also, I found out that I do talk in my sleep ... someone in my sleep was asking me in what style of architecture the Berkeley Art Museum and Wurster Hall were built ... I turned around with my eyes closed and told him "The Brutalist aesthetic!"

Siqi is so in love with Murph lately ... talking about him non-stop. But, at least it's good stories ... esp. the vase that will blow all the other vases away.

Also, Hawaii around the 15th/16th. Who else is up? My family will be in Newport that week ... I kinda want to go someplace where I am at a legal drinking age, though ... you know -- for the merlot over intellectual conversation.


Pullin me down right from the start
Crawling round
Oh let me see ... all of the places that I can be
Oh let me know ... all of the places where we can go

A blind man feels the wickedest taste is exquisite
He can hear me loud and clear and smell fear in the air

Without sight he gains insight, and lets me see his true self
not what he wants me to perceive him to be
Perception is deception
Without the facts you keep guessin
That's the image in the mirror so we Eternal Reflection
Forever manifestin the cleverness in the lesson
Droppin with authority with no doubt, no question
Yo my man's blazin more cheeba
Blowin out like speakers
Keepin y'all open wide like receivers
We rock on, shed light like the break of dawn.