Monday, 15 October 2007

Rain rain go away...


Actually I've nothing against rain (what kind of Englishman would I be if I did?). My problem with wet weather in Boulder is that no one ventures outdoors when it arrives, meaning it's harder to find odd people to talk to. Consequently I spent an uneventful Sunday reading my new book by Dave Eggers: 'A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius' in a coffee shop. It's been around for ages and nearly won a Pulitzer but I've only just picked it up.

Passing shop window displays today I got quite excited about Halloween. American's do it so much better than we do. For one thing there is no faintly spooky orange plastic object too naff or too useless not be included in one's household decorations. Secondly costumes aren't limited to the dire parade of false toothed vampires and (in the loosest possible sense of the word) 'sexy' devil girls that we Brits never get tired of turning up to parties wearing. I haven't decided what to wear yet- I had thought about going as a redneck but I'm open to better suggestions...so long as they're mildly offensive.

Oh..the art/music clash thing last night was pretty rubbish although I did receive my first job offer from a guy in the interval who has just founded a digital startup in Boulder/New York. Unfortunately however hard I try I don't think I could ever bring myself to work for a man called Chuck Kunting. No joke- he did of course remind me of an old personal viral favourite.

I took the photo above in the course of my wanderings today. The electric light from the McDonalds against the natural mist dissipated light from the mountains created a fantastically eerie effect. I wish I'd brought my SLR out with me.

1 comment:

A London Actor said...

I love that letter (under personal viral favourite) so so much.

But I didn't warm to that arrogantly-titled Dave Eggers book. I only got about a quarter of the way through. I wonder if it gets much better from where I stopped or if, yet again, I find that I dislike a piece of art that everyone else loves.

Part of me hopes you enjoy it, but a much larger part hopes you think it's sh*t