Select shahts from Bahston

tall buildings
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SK and me on the set of Two Dimensional Dudes on the Moon—a new sci-fi action thriller set for a summer ’09 release in select theaters.






Bahston’s answer to the squirrel. These things can be found on every street corner, swarming every park, even scurrying around in the subways. New York’s got rats. Antarctica has ice. Bahston’s got terriers.

Because I failed my one real goal of the trip—taking a picture of a Bahston terrier—I’ve been reduced to copping one off a Google Image search.



Anti-war protesters are freaking awesome. There were like 5 of them on the Cahmmon Saturday afternoon.



The elusive bowl of clam chowdah. We wahked to da end a da earth (e.g. Tavern on the Watah) to enjoy a delicious bowl of chowdah. And holy mackerel was it good.



There is more to do in the Bahston subway system than there is in many small countries. Passenger-operated chimes, movies playing on the subway walls as you ride through, terriers to pet and feed stuff to….I could go on literally for hours.

Bahston’s Ahsome

Ever since I was a tiny little kid, my first instinct upon arriving in a new place has always been to blog. Hence this post.

Train up to Bahston rocked. Got a sando—on the company. Ended up in an aisle seat and asked this sweet old lady next to me if she minded trading with me, because I “like looking out windows and it’s my first time riding this thing.” She was cool with that so I basically sat there staring out the window listening to great music and dozing for 3 hours and to be perfectly honest with you I can’t think of a better way to spend your Sunday afternoon. Got to Bahston and made my way to the subway, and after a couple of stops this girl gets on and I scoot over a little to make room and she sits down and looks at me and is like “thanks.” And I’m like “want to have sex?” JK!! After about 5 mins I’m like “so why do they call it ‘the T’?” She said she thought it was for “train.” So that pretty much settles that. She was doing relief work in Mississippi for a year and just got back to Bahston last week. And then came my stop and I said goodbye to her forever.

Rolled up into the hotel feeling like kind of a badass, just because it’s fun to pretend sometimes. Checked in, etc. Room is aDoRaBlE!!!!!




Threw all my shit down and ran out the door and into the subway to take a stroll on the Bahston Cahmmon before dark.


shiny building


anarchy’s cool. (until people start killing each other)

[graffiti reads "decapitate the state"]


statue erected in celebration of ether



sweet sign