Photos from ACL Festival

Unfortunately, I won’t be able to post any pictures from ACL because I left my camera with Sofía. Instead of taking any decent pictures, she decided she wanted to take 38 photos of the behind of overweight ladies.

Thank you.

However, Jaramillo did take a good picture: Introducing Diego at ACL

He will grow to be a fine, young man.

Austin City Limits

Yesterday, despite the record heat and the earlier soccer game, I decided to go to the Austin City Limits festival. I bought a last minute ticket from some guy who decided he had had enough of the 40 degree Celsius temperature for about 1/6th of the regular price.
Franz Ferdinand and Coldplay were the big attractions of the night (during the day I saw some smaller bands) and they were excellent. I’m especially surprised by the show put on by Coldplay. I heard Oasis was terrible last night though, that’s too bad… and Aterciopelados canceled because of the hurricane Rita scare.

I will say, I have never seen so much dust and this morning I was still coughing mud. It was worth it though.

I’ll upload some photos later tonight.

Yonki

The label reads (translated to English):

This bottle will be exchanged for a
bottle of Champagne the day of my wedding.
Thanks for accompanying me in
my Bar Mitzvah.
Yoni
January 18, 1992


Anyone who knows me will tell you that I will go great lengths to get free stuff (I once drove 60 minutes and made a two hour line to get a free $5.50 burrito… and it was worth it).

So, in January 18, 1992 I put away this little bottle, saved it for 13 years, went to Monterrey last April, brought it to Austin, took it to Boston and finally carried it in my pocket to Yoni and Einat’s wedding last Sunday (is that a small kosher wine bottle in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? people kept saying, for some reason). Needless to say, I expect my champagne bottle to arrive in the mail anytime now.

On a more serious note, it was of course nice to see so many people I hadn’t seen in years and to be at my friends’ wedding. Thanks to Ricky (Big Richard) Berner for hosting me and taking me to eat schwarma.

Some pictures from the weekend have been posted. Click here to see them.

Tubing

We went down to New Braunfels for tubing today. We were a total of 11 people and 3 coolers (so 14 tubes). You basically sit on a rubber tire for 4 hours or so while drinking beer (or any other liquid you bring). Usually you get horribly sunburned, scarred and disfigured for life; but a good combination of industrial strength sunscreen lotion (did you ever see RoboCop?) and clouds saved me.

Some advise for future floaters: avoid banging your head with the rocks!

Abraham and Galit

Last Saturday, my friend and former roommate (in Jerusalem) Abraham Braverman got married to Galit Margolis. Of course I flew to Mexico City. I got to see tons of people, some of them I hadn’t seen in almost ten years! (shit I’m old – and yet I look just as young and full of energy).


Congratulations to the couple. To everybody I saw, it was great seeing you, I had a blast. And special thanks go to Pepe Cohen and his family for hosting me, and of course to my uncle and Aunt Martha and Jacky Sarfati who hosted me on Thursday.

Next trip to Mexico City???? February 24, 2006 or before.

Oh yes… the photos.

Update [9/1/2005]: Mario Kahn sent some extra pictures, including some with Abraham in them. Thank you Mario!

Welcome

Last week, Nathan Finkelstein moved to Austin to pursue an MBA in UT.

Also, Arturo Karakowsky moved in as an exchange student. He is also as of last week my housemate. He is a decent FIFA player… goodbye productivity.

The Marcos Kirsch Experience® welcomes them both to the beautiful city of Austin.

Cooking contest

I just judged my first cooking contest ever. Some observations follow:

  1. It was good.
  2. Free food.
  3. Lots of dishes (about 12 different things).
  4. I thought I was strict, but then I saw how the other judges scored and I realized I’m not.
  5. The more meat or sugar in your dish the highest the odds of you winning. "or" is the keyword here.
  6. Americans don’t use nearly as much condiment as mexicans or israelis. Not a single dish inflicted pain in my tastebuds.
  7. Gazpacho is not popular here. I think a lot of judges gave the gazpacho a low score thinking it was cold soup (wait a minute… that’s what it is!)
  8. I would gladly participate as a judge in a cooking contest again. If you know of one or if you are planning on cooking and need somebody to judge it, let me know. And don’t worry (see number 4)
 

No ugly people were harmed making this blog.