PARIS PARIS!

Wow!  It has been a while, and I have even missed bloging about some

Super dope shit like the LCD Soundsystem show

In NYC, but that was on another level

That deserves to be in a highlight

Reel anyway, so I

Think that is

What I intend to do with that!

I am gonna try to be better to the fans out there and

Stay in touch more starting today!  With this blog about my insanity

In Paris, FR where all sorts of dope shit goes down on the Reg!

My trip was much needed as I have been taking some personal attacks and threats

Via the web and the normal stalker/jealousy crew, and so I threw

This little 7 day side jaunt in for good measure to get away from

The bullshit and the 105 degree heat in ATX for a while!

When I arrived on the scene in Paris 10yrs after

I lived there I did not realize it was the

Fete de Musica (Festival of Music).

The town was alive and fucking ridiculous!

I hit the streets and enjoyed a bottle of cheap wine before exploring the scene.

The jetlag was pretty bad so I hit the streets and then hit the bed!

The next day I met this guy Hanife from Winnipeg, Canada.

This crazy fucker and I hit it off from the get go when I saw he had

a nice digital camera.  Somehow the bastard found out I was

pretty handy with these bad boys and we decided to go on a

photo tour of the city, which turned out to

be pretty fucking phenomenal!

We decided to hit up La Grande Arch.

Running into Hanife was great because he forced me to not be lazy and he

also forced me to take boring ass photos of architecture like a

true tourist again!  Have to admit being jacked on

cough syrup and wine didn’t hurt things on

our walk through the city of lights at dusk.

After that the two of us hoes got busy and got lost in the city!

We traversed the whole damn place!

We walked all the way to Champs Elysees

Then to the Eiffel.

By the end of the night shit was redics! and we got crazy ass lost!

We walked around and tried to steal bicycles the

rest of the night until about 4am when we decided to finally call it quits so we could wake and shake

the next day.

I was still feeling a little under the weather, but we decided to take trip

to the cemetery where Jim and Oscar are buried.

I have to say though if Jim and Oscar Wilde were having a gravesite pissing

contest Oscar would win that shit hands down!

And Oscar is getting way more pussy even if it might be man-gina post humanas!

That night was a night I had to tell Hanife to scram because I was having dinner

with a dear friend and his wife Mr. Willie Sturm & his beautiful wife Maria!

Little did I know this would be a night that would change the whole

course of the trip and I would meet a fabulous new guide to the city

and the women of France Mr. Frankie P!

Dinner with Willie is always fabulous, but I wasn’t totally prepared for his new

apartment.  You see Willie is Southern Europe’s lead salesman for Honda Jet.

He sold me one last year in fact, but things are apparently going well for the guy from his view of

Les Invalides!

After a quick J to the grocery store Willie prepared a lucky ducky for Maria, myself

and a gentleman with a Brooklyn accent and no vocabulary aka Mr. Fanky-P!

So somehow I missed getting photos of the dinner… Wonder how that could’ve happened?

But after dinner was when I really hit it of with the now mysterious

Franky-P.  After a few of Willie’s Gin and Tonics

Mr. Franky P promised to take me out for a night on the town Friday.

He guaranteed that we would be going to the most exclusive party in all of Paris,

and he came through!

Franky-P took me to the Sweddish Summer Party located in a forest in the nicest part of Paris.

The party starts with a catered diner and lots of beautiful girls.

Then pretty much immediately it goes into bottle service.

So I had a ton of photos but this was the moment that would change the entire trip….

After a few bottles of this shit I lost my point and shoot camera, an iPhone and

worst of all FRANKY-P!  So if you are in Paris and have the camera

send the fucking photos!  I want them they were sick!

Anyway, this is what the party turned into-

The next day I woke up phoneless, Franky-P-less and Point and Shoot Cameraless!

Instead of slowing it down though I went from my hotel to find

Hanife.  Hanife was hammered at the Peace & Love Hostel!

He was being a rude little bastard to tell you the truth to this lovely girl from the UK

named Jess.  (We later forgave Hanife after all if it weren’t for him I wouldn’t have met Jess!)

Jess and I decided to go on our own excursion and lost Hanife, who we’d meet up with another day.

The next morning Jess and I took a walk to Luxemburg Park where i used to live after we recovered from

another hangover all day watching movies and strange French TV!

What a beautiful day! We took a nice stroll around the park and grabbed some gelato!

We hiked around the town for a few hours and this was my last night in Paris so we went back

to Peace & Love where we were re-united with Hanife!  The man the myth the Winnipeggian!!!!!

Once we got to Peace & Love Jess and I decided to throw a little Cain Sticker Party

before I would return to my hotel and say Peace to Paris

and head to England for Theo and Alexa’s wedding!

After these photos were taken I grabbed a cab and hoofed it back to the hotel.

That next morning the hommie Willie took me for breakfast and then to the airport!