-Antigua
The phrase, "ballin´on a budget" comes to mind.
Sir Truth´s stomach is as it always has been, bottomless and impervious to bacteria.

The cobblestone streets are flooded with everything. As the ascent from the Capitol began the misty blanket surrounding the volcanic face of the mountain was strangely comforting.

"It wants to rain" the people say, and I have no problems with that.

In order to outwit the many hazards of water, Sir Truth, uncharacteristically managed not to cut himself shaving. He also refrained the daily shower, splashes of water to the face, biting his cuticles, and worst of all accepted no ice cubes in his drink. Actually, he only drank beer; and was it cheap.

Rafino Aravac, trusty friend and tour guide, had already had a year to settle, but the energy of Sir Truth´s arrival was more than could be expected; he is far from a tourist.

The only trouble with the mountains of Guatemala may be the difficulty of taking them all in at once. Mountains always seem to block the view of other mountains, but luckily, Aravac had reserved the finest hostell in all of Antigua.

El gato negro (The Black Cat), beholds the grandest view of Mayan Mountains in all of Antigua. Aravac knew this and reserved a room almost on roof level. There we boarded up with spunky mates, Jemma and Leanne, two Brits that had made there way from the American west and were almost as thrilled as ourselves to be here.

Rafino dozed into ciesta as the sweet accents faded and my gaze once again returned to the volcanic halo atop the beautiful mountain.



James Brown- Out of the Blue

-Pool Side
A sound set to the tempo of firefly's.
Has Sir Truth found another way to warm the heart?
A student of observation, Sir Truth's life, is a constant exchange of experimental interaction.

Doubters of life question, What have I got control of?
"Fear not," I say. For the answer lies in you.

The answer, I am pleased to say, is as clear as your reflection. A reservoir of emotions has sprung its leak. Bursts of excitement and angst spill into the expressions of your narrator's face. New or old, near or far, nicotine or caffeine, the choices seem vastly limited, but Truth is,

"Life is like an RPG. The second time you play, it's never as fun."

Let's start all over again.


Tyrone Davis- Can I Change My Mind

-Maple Wood
Last night Sir Truth defied all standards of modern performance.
Every word, every glance, and every gesture was a vicarious statement of Sir Truth in his most entertaining splendor.

Messages would be written in Sharpie, sweated away, and written again, just in hopes of recreating such a fantastic display of events and sounds.

Sponsored by Durty and the general ODD backing, things screeched to a start with the electric banjo killer. From Bull City Headquarters to the corner of Burch and Maple,
this finely tuned bicycle road on the loudest and craziest drum n bass/ banjo rhythms the ears of Sir Truth has ever beheld.

Between he, the surprise of a secret SuperVisions set, and the DPD, a good time was had by all.

Let the embers of yesterday persist until my return.
We will file last night away with all the other priceless ODD moments in our life.

Now it is little more than a dream,
but damn they felt it!


Mar-Keys- Last Night

-The Mid-grade Lifestyle
Sir Truth has dedicated his life to the profession of odd jobs. In many ways it is this profession that has allowed him to meet some of the interesting and amazing people in his life.

Odd jobs aren't always the best, but they allow one to create their own schedule, spontaneously and routine free.

Thus, the difficulty with odd jobs is: some plans tend to blend, others tend to disappear, and some become postponed. This is his gift and his curse.

Please don't feel trumped when another job takes precedent. Sometimes a man's got to do what a man's got to do. If I have made a mistake accept this apology, and know that in the long run, the Truth will set you free.

"If it's meant to be, it will be,"

but, if not, 'you can't blame me'...


Johnson, Hawkins, Tatum & Durr- You Can't Blame Me

-Bright Leaf
To Sir Truth, the statement, 'All You Can Eat' is like a question of integrity. If you are like I, then we both share a certain, perpetually quenched, thirst for life. Sometimes satisfied with Portuguese soullabies or promenade strolls on cobblestone,
the boat arrived with an ocean canopy market.

Beer and Sushi are a satisfying combination.

The question, is not how much one can eat, but how much one can enjoy it.
There is no one more apt at enjoying life than Sir Truth; he has learned from the best. If such people do exist to surpass him, Truth will be the one to find them, and he will never tire or slow in his search. Even if it means intercontinental lengths.

See you in another time zone
space cowboy...

I love my home,
just need a change.


JJ Barnes- I Need a Change

-Turtle Hole
The crescent moon reflecting in ripples on a splish-splashing Eno River harmony surged the skinny dippers' blood.

Sir Truth is slick on a slippery rock but his duty to midnight's cool bath prompted his ceremonial lead. Chanting is common and primal but the essence of the water was captured by each clap and filled in with bouts of childish laughter.

When given the Dirty twist, camp always seems to impress an intimacy like no other. Gather round the flagpole, the farmhouse, or the fields, but watch out when trying to laugh and swim at the same time.

This one won't do either but it'll getchya tappin'.


King Curtis- Camp Meetin' (Harmonica Twist)

-DPAC
We were surrounded by modern marvels of dance. Expressionless bodies moving in separate togetherness. Some were attached, some were in lines, some were disguised behind mirrors, and some were hidden but it was everywhere.

Sir Truth was even bombarded in his sanctuary, the bathroom, where an unsuspecting dancer used each stall as a prop with which to produce rhythm.

Modern dance seems to have no regard for real rhythm. The recurrence of gyration and revolution are far from Sir Truth's understanding of dance but this ADF inspired event has had a profound effect on your faithful concierge.


Snowflakes scattered in spheres on stage mixed by the feet of the troop of Shen Wei.
The costumes and colors and figures entwined for a vision of Asia inspiring Sir Truth's first hand inspection.

Where this story ends, another begins, and as the sidewalk ends and we follow our friend to the Japanese countryside, I bring you another soul brother from the
'Oh So Infamous' ODD crew


Bobby Byrd- I Know You Got Soul

"Wallbanger, are you out there?"