January 31st, 2007
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Yes, i’m finally really getting excited. Or anxious and stressed. I kinda switch back and forth. But today i actually packed my bag and got really excited. Yes, i’m bringing just one carry-on bag – never checking a bag – taking Rick Steve’s advice and traveling light. Here’s me wearing it as well as the only things i’ll have for the next 5 months (thanks to monica for a sample packlist).
My Packing List
- Shirts – 5 t-shirts, 1 capilene, 1 longsleeve
- 1 Jeans, swimsuit, 2 shorts (green one and brown)
- belt for shorts/pants
- 6 sets underwear, 4 pairs socks
- tevas, boots and/or shoes
- waterproof jacket (??)
- Sweater/Hoodie
- warm hat (?)
- scarf (?)
- pillowcase
- quick drying towel
- baggies for wet stuff or food
- kits: first-aid, sewing
- bathroom: toothbrush, paste in bag, soap, razor, deodorant, shampoo
- sunscreen insect emergen-c plastic-spoon
- balance bars, power bars
- clothesline
- earplugs?
- money belt
- $100 USD, 2 credit cards, atm
- passport and copies of it
- immunizations card
- tickets, itinerary, copies of it
- daypack
- camera – SD600, memory, battery, mini-tripod
- 400D camera, bag, cable, battery, monopod, etc
- power plug adapters (?)
- lock
- headlight
- water filter ? nalgene?
- books and maps?
- journal, pen, addresses for postcards
- sunglasses and case
- iPod, usb cable for iPod,
- watch? alarm clock? use ipod?
- headphones, 1/8 inch Y adapter
- 1/8 inch to RCA video cable
- Laptop, bag, power cable,
- USB drive
- packing bags

January 31st, 2007
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This song kicks ass and the video chops up the ass and gives it to you on a platter.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwd-hZHvok0
Child 1 :
Why don’t you tell me a story?
Child 2 :
Please tell me a story too.
Man :
You know, I think I’ll tell you the story of my life.
Child 1 :
You tell me!
Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto!
Check me out!
Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto!
Check check me out!
Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto!
Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto! Ghetto-ghetto!
I’m a bad ass motherfuckin’ DJ
This is why I walk and talk this way!
I’m a bad ass motherfuckin’ DJ
This is why I walk and talk this way!
I’m a bad ass motherfuckin’ DJ
This is why I walk and talk this way!
You suckers!
He’s the master of disaster and the master of beat
Come-Come-Come-Come-Come with it
Ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-ghetto-to
He’s so quick
He’s so fast
He’s so quick, he’s so fast
He’s upper-class player / He’s on the crossfader (?)
DJ Shadow with the scratch
Moves through town like a skater
Come on, rock
Check out the cut you suckers
This is why, this is why I walk
This is why, this is why I walk
I’m a bad ass motherfuckin’ DJ
This is why, this is why I walk
This is why, this is why I walk
This is why, this is why I walk and talk this way
Check me out
Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit!
Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave! Holy shit!
Let the beat rock.
– DJ Shadow, Walkie Talkie