Duders!
my epic trip to south/central america is imminent!!!
In a few hours I will be on a plane to do the folk music teaching project I did last summer in Russia. Only this time I'm going to Colombia, Ecuador, and Peru!
I'm going along with the same people and you can monitor our progress at eslfolk.com
That portion of my trip will be over in June. After that I am going to Xela, guatemala to go to language school for a month, then hopefully going to this project called Long Way Home in San Juan Comalapa, guatemala, working on building homes and schools with natural materials. After that, I have vague plans to visit our friend in Guadalajara, and who knows what else afterwards...
Anyhoo, I'll send emails out periodically and post here periodically. If you wanna know whats good keep your eyez peeeeeeeeled.
I love you all!
-jordan
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Airport and Benzodryl...
Free internet at домодедово!
Today was
sf to
nyc to
helsinki to
stokholm to
moscow to
crazy metro ride to
boarding my plane to tomsk !
shit!!
i'm seeing and hearing htingsthinginsinghitingisnthigishtinsgisn...
Today was
sf to
nyc to
helsinki to
stokholm to
moscow to
crazy metro ride to
boarding my plane to tomsk !
shit!!
i'm seeing and hearing htingsthinginsinghitingisnthigishtinsgisn...
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Going to Russia heckuv soon!
Yo internet dwellers!
Its been hella days since I even looked at this old thing, but now that I'm cruising out to Russia in 10 days for a 6 week music tour I figured I would re-ignite the passion.
Essentially, I'm meeting up with my good friend Matt who has been teaching English and eating squid chips in Russia for the last two years, and writing about these things here.
Part of his English teaching curriculum has included playing old time music for English learners, and he got a grant to tour around this summer doing that. He invited me to come, and of course I was capital X stoked!
My journey begins with a 40 hour travel journey through several airports to Tomsk, a Russian city south of Moscow. From there we our itinerary is as follows
Elista June 5-8
Rostov June 9-11
Rest June 12-15
American Center June 16
Gubkin June 17-20
Ufa June 21-24
Samara June 25-28
Should be awesome! Anyhoo, if ya'll wanna know whats really with me in Russia, this is the jamb spot.
-j
Its been hella days since I even looked at this old thing, but now that I'm cruising out to Russia in 10 days for a 6 week music tour I figured I would re-ignite the passion.
Essentially, I'm meeting up with my good friend Matt who has been teaching English and eating squid chips in Russia for the last two years, and writing about these things here.
Part of his English teaching curriculum has included playing old time music for English learners, and he got a grant to tour around this summer doing that. He invited me to come, and of course I was capital X stoked!
My journey begins with a 40 hour travel journey through several airports to Tomsk, a Russian city south of Moscow. From there we our itinerary is as follows
Elista June 5-8
Rostov June 9-11
Rest June 12-15
American Center June 16
Gubkin June 17-20
Ufa June 21-24
Samara June 25-28
Should be awesome! Anyhoo, if ya'll wanna know whats really with me in Russia, this is the jamb spot.
-j
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Biking with 13 year olds
On Saturday I took the most bitchin' bike ride to the Marin Headlands with four young-uns from the Bike Kitchen youth program. The youth were hella stoked and had never biked over the bridge before. We rode up the hill to the left of the bridge and then down this dirt trail into Rodeo Valley, and then back to the Bike Kitchen.
The whole time I was really feeling how pumped up these youth were, and how rad it was that me and my Bike Kitchen cohorts were doing this trip all volunteer status. It was so quasi-official: We had rules, permission slips, sunscreen, first aid; at the same time, we had no bullshit program stuff to deal with, and the kids both looked up to us as teacher types as well as friends. Totally posi saturday--in the words of Good Clean Fun: "Everyone had fun and no one got hurt!"
Who knows if these young people will even remember this ride, or what the fuck they will get into as they grow up. At least for now it feels good to be providing a positive space for some young people to hang out and create adventures for themselves.
I wonder what other kinds of cutty shit we can do with these kids?
The whole time I was really feeling how pumped up these youth were, and how rad it was that me and my Bike Kitchen cohorts were doing this trip all volunteer status. It was so quasi-official: We had rules, permission slips, sunscreen, first aid; at the same time, we had no bullshit program stuff to deal with, and the kids both looked up to us as teacher types as well as friends. Totally posi saturday--in the words of Good Clean Fun: "Everyone had fun and no one got hurt!"
Who knows if these young people will even remember this ride, or what the fuck they will get into as they grow up. At least for now it feels good to be providing a positive space for some young people to hang out and create adventures for themselves.
I wonder what other kinds of cutty shit we can do with these kids?
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Die Party ist sehr bØring!
The adventure was halted in its tracks today at an undeniably wac party, and I've realized that I haven't been to any really awesome house parties lately.Whats the deal with that? People hella not trying to meet each other, people hella into being hella rude to each other, and girls hella trying to treat me like I'm some cabron-ass douchebag trying to pick up on them (stop flattering yourself) when all I'm trying to do is find out where the rest of the Fig Newmans are at (pretty please?).
What an inane social life. Boring! If anyone found the fig Newmans, lemme know.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
The Epic Journey Continues!
Cyberspace! Due to the demands of Mommy Pangburn, DBDeezo, and my own need to document my encounters, I am writing this blog again!
What the fuck has been going on, XjXbxtrXsmkX?
Excellent question, dear reader. In all truth, not a ton. I am thankfully not working at the Cafe Lame-O, having moved on to being a mental health and drug treatment counselor at a residential treatment center. A much longer title than 'half-assed barista.'
I work two days a week, and the job is intense/challenging/mind expanding in many ways. It is really relieving to feel like I'm actually contributing something, and now that I've been there for 3 months I'm starting to get the hang of it and have a handle on it. My coworkers are rad, and although the job is stressful at times I'm really enjoying it and having a good time there. Plus I'm known as J-Bax to the clients, my fellow counselors, and my boss.
Two days a week is a rad schedule but in between work days I'm not up to too much, plus I've been living with the folks, and the result is that I've been spending a lot of time alone.
What are you doing with your time, J-Bax?
Not fucking much! What the fuck? For the first time ever I have a bunch of time, and no idea what the fuck to do. Sheesh. I always have felt like I've wanted a challenge and I've wanted to push myself, and being completely without a schedule or structural obligations has proven to be the most unlikely and difficult challenge yet.
In truth, I've been pretty depressed. My motivation has ran away like my neighbors cat when they neutered it, and at times activities that are normally ultra rad-sauce for me (working at the bike kitchen, playing music, docking) are empty, meaningless, devoid of fun. I have been feeling very blank, silent, and lost.
There is some hope, however. I've been sharing this with all my friends and am now setting up a weekly discussion group to talk about mental health stuff with my friends. I'm also gonna start seeing a therapist regularly, and I've been trying out all sorts of meditation and other mindfulness practices to keep my brain pumped up.
I've also realized recently that I love being lost in the physical sense--taking a new route home, finding myself in a new city and having to discover new things and explore--and I'm trying to apply this attitude to my life. The grand adventure, the ultimate journey!
And the next adventure is...?
Now that I've been applying this attitude to my general existence, I'm gonna try to use this blog to document the adventures that I undertake, to serve as a kind of journal to help me figure out where I am, how I got here, and where I want to go.
Right now I feel like I'm surrounded by a thick fog, on a little boat at sea. I can't see shit and my compass fell in the water. The water isn't to choppy, but as far as I can tell I'm just floating around with no clue about whats happening. At times I'll dock (literally and figuratively...whoa!) and see some coastal city, at times some seagulls may pass overhead, and sometimes I jump in for a dip.
We'll see where this little tugboat put puts off to next. Until then, peace out!
-Dr. Bax
What the fuck has been going on, XjXbxtrXsmkX?
Excellent question, dear reader. In all truth, not a ton. I am thankfully not working at the Cafe Lame-O, having moved on to being a mental health and drug treatment counselor at a residential treatment center. A much longer title than 'half-assed barista.'
I work two days a week, and the job is intense/challenging/mind expanding in many ways. It is really relieving to feel like I'm actually contributing something, and now that I've been there for 3 months I'm starting to get the hang of it and have a handle on it. My coworkers are rad, and although the job is stressful at times I'm really enjoying it and having a good time there. Plus I'm known as J-Bax to the clients, my fellow counselors, and my boss.
Two days a week is a rad schedule but in between work days I'm not up to too much, plus I've been living with the folks, and the result is that I've been spending a lot of time alone.
What are you doing with your time, J-Bax?
Not fucking much! What the fuck? For the first time ever I have a bunch of time, and no idea what the fuck to do. Sheesh. I always have felt like I've wanted a challenge and I've wanted to push myself, and being completely without a schedule or structural obligations has proven to be the most unlikely and difficult challenge yet.
In truth, I've been pretty depressed. My motivation has ran away like my neighbors cat when they neutered it, and at times activities that are normally ultra rad-sauce for me (working at the bike kitchen, playing music, docking) are empty, meaningless, devoid of fun. I have been feeling very blank, silent, and lost.
There is some hope, however. I've been sharing this with all my friends and am now setting up a weekly discussion group to talk about mental health stuff with my friends. I'm also gonna start seeing a therapist regularly, and I've been trying out all sorts of meditation and other mindfulness practices to keep my brain pumped up.
I've also realized recently that I love being lost in the physical sense--taking a new route home, finding myself in a new city and having to discover new things and explore--and I'm trying to apply this attitude to my life. The grand adventure, the ultimate journey!
And the next adventure is...?
Now that I've been applying this attitude to my general existence, I'm gonna try to use this blog to document the adventures that I undertake, to serve as a kind of journal to help me figure out where I am, how I got here, and where I want to go.
Right now I feel like I'm surrounded by a thick fog, on a little boat at sea. I can't see shit and my compass fell in the water. The water isn't to choppy, but as far as I can tell I'm just floating around with no clue about whats happening. At times I'll dock (literally and figuratively...whoa!) and see some coastal city, at times some seagulls may pass overhead, and sometimes I jump in for a dip.
We'll see where this little tugboat put puts off to next. Until then, peace out!
-Dr. Bax
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Week 1 in the Yay
Damn, I have had a bitchin' week here in the yay area!
I already have a job, at this goofy little coffee shop on 26th and Geary called Cafe Euro. Read awesome reviews here. Also, the cafe has some pretty sweet regular customers. Peter is this really old dude who never says anything but comes in and goes through five or Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Peppers! (Totes too many flavs in that Dr. P, Bro!) He'll drink one, doze off for half and hour, wake up, and get another. He just hands you a dollar and brings you the can to open for him. There's also this dude who comes in about every 3 hours and order a quadruple espresso or something equally ridiculous, gulps it down, and tosses the cup behind him and walks out. All in all, it keeps it interesting.
I went to a rad potluck at the infamous Bus Stop House, a co-op where a bunch of my buddies live. Upon arriving, I was stoked to hear about a sweet upcoming party: crashing 24 hour fitness at 2 am! Apparently we can get 7 day trial passes for free, which means if we coordinate a fat crew of us can roll in and hit the hot tub, drink champagne, and give each other dumpstered food facials. We're gonna have a fashion show for best work out clothes, with the runway being the treadmill of course. As Mereb put it, its an adult playground.
I've been spreading the idea of a Richmond Vs. Sunset Capture the Flag around, and people are stoked. I'm really excited for the Richmond neighborhood team. Once the Sunset gets of their lazy asses, we can have an epic 4 day capture battle in Golden Gate Park!
I sang Livin La Vida Loca at Karaoke. It was almost as cool as this.
Oh, I almost forgot, Bill O' Reilly put together a really good clip of what San Francisco is really like. I'm so glad I can finally share with all of you who haven't visited what the scene is like in SF.
All in all, I'm super happy and super stoked to be in SF. This rocks!
Much love,
jordan
I already have a job, at this goofy little coffee shop on 26th and Geary called Cafe Euro. Read awesome reviews here. Also, the cafe has some pretty sweet regular customers. Peter is this really old dude who never says anything but comes in and goes through five or Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Peppers! (Totes too many flavs in that Dr. P, Bro!) He'll drink one, doze off for half and hour, wake up, and get another. He just hands you a dollar and brings you the can to open for him. There's also this dude who comes in about every 3 hours and order a quadruple espresso or something equally ridiculous, gulps it down, and tosses the cup behind him and walks out. All in all, it keeps it interesting.
I went to a rad potluck at the infamous Bus Stop House, a co-op where a bunch of my buddies live. Upon arriving, I was stoked to hear about a sweet upcoming party: crashing 24 hour fitness at 2 am! Apparently we can get 7 day trial passes for free, which means if we coordinate a fat crew of us can roll in and hit the hot tub, drink champagne, and give each other dumpstered food facials. We're gonna have a fashion show for best work out clothes, with the runway being the treadmill of course. As Mereb put it, its an adult playground.
I've been spreading the idea of a Richmond Vs. Sunset Capture the Flag around, and people are stoked. I'm really excited for the Richmond neighborhood team. Once the Sunset gets of their lazy asses, we can have an epic 4 day capture battle in Golden Gate Park!
I sang Livin La Vida Loca at Karaoke. It was almost as cool as this.
Oh, I almost forgot, Bill O' Reilly put together a really good clip of what San Francisco is really like. I'm so glad I can finally share with all of you who haven't visited what the scene is like in SF.
All in all, I'm super happy and super stoked to be in SF. This rocks!
Much love,
jordan
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