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I'm half way through this, it's one of those books that gets suggested every month or two but you never read it until you're more or less forced to and you end up absolutely loving it. EDIT: sorry for the size, but it's a sick cover.

Preparing to go cave hunting in the mountains outside of Granada, but its fucking 93 degrees outside and I'm not feeling it. My cave isn't all that great, mountainbikers are always flying past at early hours.

What's worse is when they throw your shit out because its "broken", or make you leave it on the street where you get picked up. Glad to hear he got out of jail, I've heard terrible things about the Memphis jail.

Moroccan mint all day every day. 2 parts Gunpowder green, 1 part Peppermint. Must be brewed in a French Press or open pot (and then poured through a strainer obviously) so the Gunpowder Green leaves can "explode" (hence the name) and release all the flavor. But don't buy the pre mixed shit. And god forbid if you buy tea in bags, it's like buying trim instead of nugs. edit: I see its already been mentioned... My bad

Hitching down to Barcelona from Montpellier in a few days. Someone shoot me a PM.

Or anything by Camus, really. The Plague was extremely interesting too, how humans confront and eventually accept death and suffering, etc etc

My bad. Hitching to Morocco, staying in south France till this kid goes back to university. We went to the beach in carnon to camp in the woods, swim, do beach things. I woke at like 5am to voices, thought nothing of it. 3 hours later we wake up to shitloads of smoke. Someone set the woods on fire right by our camp and it turned into this fucking huge fire. They shut down the whole peninsula because the smoke was too thick to drive through, so we had the beach to ourselves. They brought in this plane that carries water and had to dump two loads to put out the blaze. Probably some gypsies saw us camped, got pissed cus they wanted to camp, and torched the place. That or some retards made a fire they couldn't contain.

Drinking mint infusion in montpellier, got burnt out of a camp spot by the beach last night by gypsies, shut down the whole peninsula to put out the blaze, laughing about it.

I don't know who you are, but I like the Dune novels, and I like the band. So happy birthday.

I thought about making a pair with seatbelts, and fishing line (braid/mono hybrid in like 25lb test is soooo fucking awesome to sew with.) but I couldn't come up with a decent way to make them adjustable.

you should become an ax murderer, and write a book about THAT.

chopped up some seatbelts?

I always thought it was just because it seals off the body and blood circulation can continue. I know this happens to fucktards dicking around in the bowl at freight yards. Happen to be crossing a line and a car they sent down the hump hill rolling all silent and stuff squishes you. The coupler will connect through your body and you'll stay alive till they separate the cars.

phew. that wasn't the original article I read, but the one I did read first was definitely standing up for the cops and saying it wasn't their fault. while this all is pretty fucked up, I'd rather go to bed at night knowing the police in my city can't hit shit, than knowing they are all dead on accurate... considering the police's general trigger happy attitude. an interesting thought, does the regulation regarding trigger pull apply to personal guns also? I don't know about big cities, but I do know police down south are allowed to purchase their own gun for carry on the clock. But then again, I assume any cop who cares enough to buy their own, would care enough to shoot it frequently in their off time...

dont think a few bandaids would do much probably only brought out the stethoscope to see if he was dead. imagine, running down the steps with all her gear. seeing what just happened. "sigh" pulls out stethoscope all slowly and meanders over on a depressed "i hate my job" fashion. wishing it was her lodged im between the train and platform.