November « 2004 « existential fashion disaster

I’m not talking about my usual the international monetary system is based in debt and needs to be replaced with a system where money is created only when work is done rant. I’ll save that for another day. I’m talking about my financial situation for the next few months.

Even though I’m about to sell one of my basses, I am still going to be hurtin’ for cash because of the small amount of hours I work this time of year. I think I need to convince one of the local YMCAs I work for to install a Rock Wall or something. Not being able to work outside is killing my wallet.

Rickenbacker 4003/S5
more pics at: http://www.voegtlin.org/rick

If you’re interested in my bass… a 5-string Rickenbacker and have >$1200 to throw around, contact me… or, if you have a lot more money than that and feel like paying off a starving artist’s debt, lemme know.

No, my parents don’t live in Mexico. Though, that would be kinda cool. And I’m not saying it’s full of adorable little children trying to sell you chiclets. And I don’t mean that everything there is inexpensive and you should haggle with them to make it even cheaper.

No, I’m talking about the food. Every time I go back to my parents’ house for a meal, I get the runs the next day. It totally sucks. My parents have been having all the family gatherings lately because my grandfather is living with them. My theory is that it’s the water. I think I grew up with the water and I had a natural immunity, but since I’ve now lived away from home, in Worcester and Woonsocket, where I would probably die if I didn’t filter the water, I have lost my immunity. I dunno how to subtly suggest that they get their water checked out. I’m thinking about asking some other family members if this is happening to them as well. Talk about akward.

Food was good though… and free … but was it worth it?