Hello Kavasseurs! I had the wonderful opportunity to hang with the Conestoga Funktiersman, one of my good buds who grew up here in Baltimore MD. Both the Funktiersman and myself make our livings as a professionals in the manufacturing sector by day, and spend the rest of our time in endless and noble pursuit of good laughs and cool vibes.
For a stubborn luddite like myself, this blog thing is just so hard to kick off because when I review raw material, I fear the content isn’t rich enough. The whole session starts to feel like a “Had to be there” story. Then I try to trim down the fat, but the chopped up product loses some of the tone and character from the original kava session, the added work of editing notwithstanding. Time for a different approach.
This is it. Just two people, sitting around the kava bowl, simultaneously creating and capturing that beautiful, contempt, harmonius kava atmosphere. I make no claims of having anything interesting to say, and no apologies for it either.
I invite all to pour a shell and try to follow this babbling stream of consiousness into the mix:
Discussion fueled by this wonderful root
(left: Señor Chuggs; right: Conestoga Funktiersman) This is a different evening when we were “in the mix” playing with the turntables. It illustrates the point that kava isn’t the only component at play here… cocktails and handlebar moustaches also function as vibe delivery vehicles.