Austin Eating: Gourdough’s


Since this is my last semester at College (tearing up as I write), My friends and I have decided to try to eat at a new place every week, something that is unique to Austin. First place on my list; Gourdoughs. The donut to top all donuts, Gourdoughs is an overwhelming explosion of flavor… A little too overwhelming in my opinion. I took three bites and literally couldn’t take another. Great place to try, but maybe only a one time thing.
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21 Grams

How many lives do we live?
How many times do we die?
They say we all lose 21 grams… at the exact moment of our death.
Everyone.
And how much fits into 21 grams?
How much is lost?
When do we lose 21 grams?
How much goes with them?
How much is gained?  How much is gained?
21 grams…
The weight of a stack of five nickels…
The weight of a hummingbird…
A chocolate bar…
How much did 21 grams weigh?

Scarred

Anyone who remotely knows me, even a little bit, knows how passionate I am about the film industry.  Acting, directing, editing, etc, etc, anything I have an opportunity to do, I’ll do it.  My buddy Rehman Ali is in RTF at The University of Texas, giving him many opportunities to make films, hence giving me more opportunities for the aforementioned projects.  This is a movie entitled, “Scarred”, in which I take the lead role.  I hope you guys enjoy.  Comment on what you think!

Imagination Gone Wild!

How many times do people stare aimlessly at objects, people, or even the sky only to see something that might not even be there? I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve looked up to the stars and thought I’d seen a UFO. I know for a fact everyone has looked up at clouds and tried to come up with clever interpretations for what they looked like. I recently took a picture of a nice cloud which I believed could have many different interpretations. Comment on what you see when you look at this picture!

Location:Glacier Ct,Carrollton,United States

It was a dream…

I’m sure I dream very regularly, but remembering a dream is a special occasion.  Last night was indeed a special occasion moment.  I had dreamt that my family and I were in the city of Paris, roaming around the day before our departure thinking of where we should go for the last time.  It felt so familiar to me, even within the dream, but I could not figure it out.  Finally I awoke in a dark room due to my oversized curtains hiding any sunshine that may penetrate my window.  I felt very odd for no particular reason.  So I had dreamt that I was in Paris; Paris is a beautiful city and anyone would dream about going there.  But something about it felt so real but I could not place my finger on it for a good 7 seconds before I realized something.  I had just come back from a 3 and a half month stint in Paris for study abroad.  My world felt surreal at the moment … and still the feeling drops by unexpectedly.
September 8th 2010, I landed in Paris to start the most meaningful experience I would have up to that point in my life.  Was I nervous?  Yea why the hell wouldn’t I be.  Was I fearful?  Absolutely, because I had never ventured outside the confines of my family and the United States of America before.  I was simply alone in a foreign land with nothing but my iPhone and fedora, and even those two things would eventually leave me.  But soon enough, all feelings of apprehension disappeared.  15 minutes into arriving at my destination, I met a friend.  This affect snowballed exponentially as I arrived to school.  Security and happiness had replaced the feelings of fear and anxiety.
Now I’m not going to sit here and list all the amazing things I did and saw while in Paris, and I assure you they were AMAZING, because that’s not the point of this post.  December 20, 2010 came at a blink of an eye.  I had slowly forgotten about my life in Carrollton, TX and my studies in Austin, TX.  I had become so accustomed to the routine of my life in Paris and the people I saw at a regular basis, that I felt as if I was once again saying goodbye to my family and the confines of a secure home, jet setting to a foreign place where I would feel alone.  It was the cultural effect of studying abroad.  I had been warned but I didn’t take it too seriously.  But after having to say goodbye to the wonderful people I had met, one by one continuously, I would rather have relived the worst moments of my life repeatedly.  I’m a sensitive guy no doubt, so knowing that having to say goodbye could potentially mean never seeing these people again crushed my heart.  That is why I repeatedly tell myself, “It’s not goodbye, it’s just ‘see you later’” But it happened, and eventually I was awake and at the corner of Rue de Reuilly waiting for my shuttle to take me to the airport. 
I flew for over 10 hours and finally arrived at the DFW Airport.  The next day I woke up and did exactly what I had always done when home.  Suddenly, Christmas arrived, and now New Years.  I sit here on January 3, 2010 feeling perplexed about this dream I had about my family in Paris while having this weird feeling of familiarity with the place.  The harder I think the more blurry my memories get.  3 and a half months of the most memorable part of my life is hazy, and the more I try to grasp onto a memory the faster it gets away.  But maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be.  Maybe it was just a dream…

London Town

View from London Eye

London is a spot that was always the top of my list for places to visit around the world.  Now, during my last week abroad, I checked that off my list.  Not only was one of my best friends … who is the most confident not to be mistaken for cocky persons in the world, in London during my 4 day stay, but some of my new, Italian, exceptionally beautiful friends I met in Paris were coincidentally in town during that time period.  It’s nice to make lasting memories with people you’ll never forget.
I got to experience a lot of the great things in London, yet I still feel like another trip will be necessary to fulfill the items I missed.  First stop for me was Hyde Park where they were hosting “Winter Wonderland.”  Like I’ve mentioned many times before, the Christmas season is bar none the best time of the year.  To walk around hearing the great Christmas jingles and singing all the merry booths set up gave a feeling of warmth in the freezing weather.  Not to mention Shahzil talked me into getting on two of the rides that I knew I would cause me cardiac arrest.  The first of these rides was a 66 M climb to the top (During the night where you are simply seating with a barrier attaching you to the seat, and you have nothing but the view of the whole city from the highest peak in the area) then, without notice, a death defying drop to the bottom, and yet another climb, and another drop, and so forth.  Safe to say after the first drop I had gotten over my fear and thoroughly enjoyed the ride!  The next, however, caused me to keep my eyes shut for a record amount of time.  The Ski Jump, as it was called, swung you like a pendulum, while rotating you at fierce speeds.  The ride seemed to last for years, and Shahzil being the clever tot that he is, recorded my pants-pissing experience.  All in all, a wonderful night!
Day two called for visiting the landmarks that are automatically associated with London.  We visited the London Eye (and received a nice complimentary “4D” experience) where we stood in an eye shaped seating on a large, very large, Ferris Wheel that over-looked the river and had a great view of Big Ben and the Parliament.  London became dark very quickly, so at approximately 6:30pm, while we were on the London Eye, it was pitch black dark with an amazing view of the city.  I, for one, am a sucker for amazing views.  After the experience we visited the Center London Ismaili Centre, where we were given a tour of the beautiful landmark by a gracious host.  Safe to say this trip was able to get me back inside my beloved church after many of days.  For me, the day was very satisfying and I felt I got a good amount out of London.
Beautiful Italian Girls … Plus Chris =) (and random dude)
The last day consisted of relaxing, and eventually meeting up with my aforementioned beautiful Italian friends.  I can’t even begin to describe the feeling of creating and sustaining relationships with people from the other side of the world.  Growing up, I was confined to a few particular cities, not knowing what the world beyond held.  Now, at the age of 21 (about to be 22), I’ve seen and experienced far more than I would’ve guessed, and It’s great to know I’ve met so many wonderful people who I know I will keep in touch with for years and years to come.  Anyways, to get back on track, I met my friends and caught up on what had happened in the last few days, and entering a melancholy state from the soon to be end of our time together. 
Now it’s today, December 14th 2010, and I’m waiting in the lounge to get on a train back to Paris.  I’m returning to Paris, my home for the last 3 months and 6 days, for the last time.  I know we’ve given each other a lot, had our differences, and moments of true love.  It was nice to get a break but I’m glad to be going back.  I know the feelings mutual.

Check out Pomplamoose!

Hey Guys!

Just about done with exams here, and to help me get through this oh so difficult time (catch the sarcasm), I’ve ventured out to find new indie music to add to my spectrum.  Lately, I’ve been seeing this Hyundai jingle featuring a group called Pomplamoose (intentional misspelling of the french word Pamplemousse which means grapefruit).  Check out the Hyundai jingle posted as well as one of their songs I really enjoy.

I really enjoy Jack Conte and Nataly Dawn’s intricate VideoSong method, where “everything you see you hear, and everything you hear you will eventually see”.  Currently, Pomplamoose has a Christmas album out, however you cannot purchase it (maybe pirate, but not purchase).  Only way to get a download of the album is to donate a book to the Richmond Book Drive from Amazon and you get their 5 track EP.  So this Christmas holiday, in the season of giving, donate a book and be rewarded with an album from a group that, like me, you may begin to follow.

It’s Snow Problem!

Living in Texas since 1996, winters have slowly become better known as “a cooler summer.”  Just a couple of weeks ago some friend posted on Facebook, “It’s 82 degrees in Austin!” That’s 28 degrees Celsius for the rest of the world.  I thought to myself, “What is going on?  I can’t live in an environment where I can’t wear a nice sweater, peacoat, scarf, and gloves.”  (Most of which I purchased in Paris).  Now there’s nothing wrong with some warmth, but to be drenched in Texas heat for 80% of the year is just diabolical, Mother Nature, and I don’t like it one bit.  But it’s more than just what I like and my preference.  Thanksgiving is over and done with and that can mean only one thing…
IT’S CHRISTMAS TIME!
Christmas Tree at 30 Rock
Snow View from my balcony!  Awesomeness
There is absolutely no better time of the year than Christmas season.  The warm feeling when you’re with family and friends to offset what should be a freezing weather pattern outdoors.  The music, the movies, the holiday drinks from Starbucks, and the movies!  Who doesn’t love wearing layers of clothes at home and watching Home Alone?  I dare you to tell me otherwise!  But an important aspect of the whole Christmas holiday season is the weather.  The cold wind blowing as flakes of snow slowly drift down and land subtly on your nose and begin to blanket the ground.  You see it in any film and in any décor that has any relevance to Christmas.  But, sadly, I can’t get the full experience in Texas.  And with the whole global warming conspiracy, who knows what the weather will be like next winter, and the winter after that, etc. etc.  So for today, I would like to take the time and give a belated thanks for this opportunity to be in Paris, where the temperatures are below freezing, the wind is soft and welcomed, and snow has slowly fallen below our feet.  Maybe I can witness a winter I long for and miss from my time in Chicago before I have to return to “a cooler summer.”