Hello all...there is nothing new in New Hampshire

So I made it to New Hampshire and it's been pretty busy since I have been here. The first thing I got to do was meet one of my new roommates...who is surprisingly young...youngest roommate I have ever had actually.

Then from there I got to see one of my favorite friends ever...the kitty banes. Had to get things organized and see where everything goes and is in my new place. I am living with my good friend/sister Margaret in her new house that she is actually still moving into...its really cute.

The real funny thing is that the whole basement is painted in New England Patriots colors and there is a urinal in the bathroom...don't think that's going to find much use. The good thing is I was so tired from my flight that I fell asleep as soon as I got here at midnight and woke up at seven so I am already used to the time change. The next day Margaret and I got up early because Margaret had a savate match (french kick boxing). I would show you a picture of Margaret but due to the nasty french outfit you have to wear in this sport (almost full body spandex) Margaret would kill me if I put that picture on the Internet but I do have some of the guys fighting for you.

Then that night we drove about an hour away and watched two of Margarets gym members in some boxing matches, one at heavy weight and the other super heavy weight...sadly they didn't win :(

Today I went and took a walk around town to get an idea of where stuff is and how long its going to take me to walk around everywhere. I found that it takes me about an hour for me to walk from home to the university which is downtown. I also witnessed some really interesting sites. These first two pictures are for you if anyone tells you Manchester is as nice as SB.

Blech

Nice town...caring...see the charity? How about the crack pipe?
I found what appears to be the lamest park...EVER. I see how the rough streets of Manchester look like the war in Iraq...and trust me I know this is in bad taste but the picture turned out so well I had to. and I guess the city of Manchester decided to save money by laying off the public works people in town and removing all the trash cans so they didn't have to have someone empty them.But at least I have this great way to remind me where the people I love are...I hope life is great in Cali cuz its looking grim here...not the New England I was hoping for.

Don't worry...I still love you...unless the test is positive

This is for anyone who might read this...not likely. In a day and a half I leave Santa Barbara and I want you all to know that for the few people that I actually knew here you have all been awesome, supportive, caring, and best of all hilarious. I have grown SO much since I have been here in both good ways and bad. I can't say that I am overly excited about my move but I am not afraid...in fact that's how I got to Santa Barbara. In reality the one thing that bothers me the most is the friends...my very dear friends that I am going to miss the very most. These people are my hero's...and I will always look toward them.

In the short number of years I have lived here I have seen some pretty cool stuff with some pretty awesome people. Two trips to cochella, ALL my years with the AWESOME Santa Barbara arts community, great hikes to find tangerine falls with many great people, arguing the legitimacy of walking on the freeway...with the cops, many crazy bus rides, that damn stone brewing festival that I am going to miss almost as much as I will miss Larry & Debbie XOXO, seeing a trap door open up right in the end of a fantastic wine tasting event. The talent of all my friends who are writers, poets, movie makers, teachers, uh...film and lecture managers...heh, artists, chefs, dreamers and doers, musicians and winemakers, life healers (Mel b knows what I mean), revolutionary's, and shamans.

Well I could go on forever but I am drunk so I am going to go pass out and throw-up on myself (just kidding). Just know that I am going to miss you all but I bet I will see you again.

much love