The Marcos Kirsch Experience®

Have a very happy New Year. May all your dreams come true (but only if they didn’t last year). I hope you have a year full of fun, happiness, success, and love from your friends and family… shitloads of money doesn’t hurt either. Shana Tova!

Here’s an old one from Dry Bones, whose blog I just found:

Bad blogger, bad blogger. Here I am, posting about something that happened almost a month ago. Shame on me.On the 27th of October, Maya mentioned to me that there was a hot sauce festival the next day.As a man who grew up eating tostadas prepared by that artisan who diligently stood by the Campo Halcones (now Troyanos); that man who mysteriously dissappeared on a faithful day of 1995; that man simply known as “El Maestro de las Tostadas” I could not resist the lure of the fire in my mouth, the runny nose, the tearfull eyes; the ringing ears; the happiness. I had to go. (of interest, I think “El Maestro de las Tostadas” may have crossed over to this side of the pond to become Don Filemon… judge for yourself).So I searched and indeed, The Austin Chronicle Hot Sauce Festival 2006 was the next day, on a Sunday. Since we were in between seasons on the City League, the day was completely open to see what this whole thing was about.It was about standing in line for 20 minutes in 40 degrees heat just to taste a tortilla chip with hot sauce on it. Repeat for each of the tens of stands. I did it three times and it was pretty good but not worth the wait under the scorching sun. However something worth telling about happened. I will do that on Part II of this story. In the meantime, satisfy your vouyeurism and look at a few photos I took (and notice how many links I put throughout the text of this post. Good blogger. Good blogger):

Check out my new ringtone. Extra points if you know where the song is from.

I have added two links to the sidebar.

First, Agujeros Temporales, Eva Noyola’s new blog in which where she will narrate her adventures in Munich, Germany. Any blog that speaks of big telescopes is welcome in here.

Second comes BRNR, Eduardo (Aizik) Berner’s blog. This is his second attempt at blogging and so I wish him best of luck. I do wish to not that I have decided to go ahead and add him in spite of the unfair spot this blog received in his. I hope to see it corrected very soon.

Fearless Captain Kirsch navigates the rough waters of Lake Travis

This past Labor day (Monday) a bunch of friends and I headed out to Lake Travis, and rented a boat and skis. The main lesson of the day is that I can’t water ski. Will have to work on that. Go see the photos. And then, that’s it. Go home. There is nothing more to see. It’s over.

[UPDATE Sep 7 2006] Well, looks like a forgot to place an obvious link to the album here… so here it is. Also, if you saw the album already, go see it again because Maya sent me the photos she took. And it’s a good thing, because Jaramillo spent the whole time playing with his camera in video mode.

Enjoy the signature crappy cellphone picture (now less crappy than usual thanks to my new Nokia 6103) from DJ Tiësto’s concert last night at the Austin Music Hall. Ears are buzzing, but not nearly as bad as after the Chemical Brothers concet in 2002

I took a few crappy cellphone videoclips as well, and to make their quality even more abysmal I uploaded them to YouTube. I strongly recommend you don’t check it out. You’ve been warned.