Sorry.....I'm lazy OK....

Well It's been a while since I have written here. Shocking isn't it.

In the time that I have been silent on the interweb a few things have transpired. My good friend Gabriel came to visit me last Wednesday and stayed for about 9 or 10 days. It was good to hang out with him since I have not had the chance to in a while now. We went to a couple of shows and checked out a bunch of really nice record shops around town. Amsterdam is a really nice city. On Friday night me and Gabe sat out on a grassy hill (man-made of course, I don't think there is even a Dutch word for hill) by Museumplein, where several of the bigger museums are. We bought some food from Albert Heijn (a supermarket) and sat out watching people and chatting. The atmosphere in Amsterdam is one of relaxation, or gezellig as the Dutch say. This word is actually on the verge of kitsch here due to it's over use.

On a different note, I am legal now! (see below)

I went for an interview at the IND (immigration) on Thursday and everything went very smoothly.
Kick ass.... My employer even paid for the fees.

Here is the view from my balcony at the neighbor hood below. I think I live in one of the tallest buildings in the area. 15 floors and we're at the top.






Sorry for the crap pictures, my phone is the only thing I have to take pics with at the moment.

Also I recently had a job I worke don produced in the local paper. It's a total cheese newspaper ad, but it's sort of cool to have something produced.

I put the logo on the balloon. hoorrayy for graphics designs!!11!!1

Well kids I have to off now. Cheers.

First month....

Just to get this started.

Damn I need to learn Dutch.

So the first month is nearly behind me and I have yet to feel the negative effects of leaving home. There are frustrating moments for sure, but thats all they tend to be. Moments. The most frustrating day I have had was due to my not speaking Dutch. There was a big creative session at work for a campaign that I had done some concepting on...in Dutch. I wanted to pitch in, but I think it is much easier for them to hash these things out in their native tongue. It is hard to not feel left out when you have no idea what is going on around you. This is a new concept to me, being that the only other language I grew up hearing was Redneck. A dialect I have fond memories of.

Oh and the Europeans think my honky white trash impression is amazing. Little do they know that people really do drink out of mason jars and deep fry cow balls.
Mmmm...Cow balls.
I also had to explain what cajon food was to the people at work. Funny that is. Try to explain to a Dutchman the proper way to suck a crawdad head....then we'll talk.

On another note, me and the German flat-mate scored some wickedly cheap speakers at a local flea market, and have been making music about 3 or 4 times a week. She has a decent collection of gear, but we tend to just sync up the macs and jam. Amazingly easy and unbelievably fun. We also met an Italian guy via Craigslist and he has been coming over and jamming as well. The end product is always completely odd. Especially since his English is not so good. There is very little control over the sound or style of our output. I love it.

Me and KT are also addicted to this guy.



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