i've been reading a lot of kahlil gibran lately. jesus the son of man and voice of the master. so good. he has become one of my favorite writers. must read about his life.
so i was reading gibran at little city on guadalupe sunday and this guy sitting next to me tells me about this book called the profit which is a spoof on gibran's the prophet. he tells me it's by kellogg allbran and witty as i am, i miss the fact that this is obviously a pseudonym. after a rather awkward 2 minute conversation i leave.
fast forward to monday night. i'm walking down 6th street to go to the stellamaris/the december drive show (which rocked) and i pass this place called the vibe. who pops out? this guy that i was sitting next to the night before. he's playing every other monday night in a west african drum circle and tells me i should come sometime. weird right? guess what his name is? it's ryan. how could it be anything else? life is quite unbelievable at times.
so i get observed again tomorrow. we're talking about the roman empire and army so we're making roman soldier tombstones tomorrow. they get to use a cool website to come up with a cool roman name in latin. mine is henricus austinopolitanus. try it out!
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