Wednesday, April 03, 2002

TV Moment:
Show: The Osbournes
Scene: Sharon Osbourne (the mother) is complaining about cleaning and cooking.
Quote: “Martha Stewart can lick my Scrotum.”

Tuesday, April 02, 2002

If my croissant tastes like shit, the terrorists have already won.

Yeah! Tonight I get to see my new room, in my new house.
On a new street, in a new area of town. WOO HOO!!

Monday, April 01, 2002

Ok I am testing out having comments on my site. I know this is a
bad idea but I will see how it goes. I don't like clutter! Just click
talk to try it out.

Greg the Bunny
What a great show. Very sharp-witted comedy. One quote that stuck out.
While the characters were talking about re-inventing the children's show that the
show is about. Which has to do with some train station or something.
"Trains are depressing, who wants to ride thru poor people's back yards?"

Summer of Metal Part II (OR) Yes I still can't hear a damn thing you are saying.
This year has already been written in the books as the Summer of Metal Rock. Concerts are
fricken coming out of my ears. This last weekend I went to two concerts, a total of 5 bands.
Friday:
Casino Royale and Ape @ Bimbo's. As always CR put on a great show. Two sets, first a slow
set for all you lovers out there to kick off you shoes and get a little closer to the one you love.
For all those whom don't know who CR is they cover 60's and 70's dance songs. The second
set was more upbeat dancy, fun get on your feet peeps and feel the beat we are kicken. The
opening band was called Ape. They had a guy playing the hatchet. Yeah the hatchet. He had a
log and a hatchet and chopped to the beat. By the end of the show the guy had chopped himself
a pretty nice looking tiki idol. We had a lot of fun. D and Scottie and I all split a bottle of Moet
White Star. Good times, good times.
Saturday:
Hell's Belles, Venus Bleeding, Dirty Power @ Bottom of the Hill. Philo and I rocked on and on
till the break of dawn. Ok are asses were kick and tired by midnight. But the show rocked, ROCKED
Dirty Power was a bear metal, yes bear (as in gay bears) metal. Then was Venus Bleeding great chick
rock. Philo said they rocked and they did. The head lining band was Hell's Bells. A all girl AC/DC cover band.
For more on this concert check out Philo's account.

Friday, March 29, 2002

Happy Good Friday, whatever that means.

Easter has been canceled.
Via Chris

Jumpin to 80's music.
Last night Sandra, James and Todd, all went to 1984 a dance club here in SF.
It was a whole lot of fun. My friend Randy is one of the bartenders there. So
for like 20 bucks we got a shit load of cocktails. For any of you readers that haven't
been to 1984. They have two dance floors. Front one plays fun bubble gum pop music,
Madonna, Duran Duran, Prince, Wham. The back dance for is for your more
depressing fair. Cure, Smiths, Berlin, and so on. I hadn't really been out dancing
in a while and ended up tired and ready to go home and crash at 12:00am. What
a sissy I am. Well we had fun, got to jump around to 80's music. Make fun of the
guy that dancing looked like he was channeling. Pointing and laughing at all
the bridge and tunnel people. Then I went home and slept.

Thursday, March 28, 2002

Fat people look away now. This is mean.
Email talk between Cathey and I
Subject: Getting fat.

Geno: If I ever get that fat, will you kill me? I would do the same for you.
Cathey: I'll kill you and sell you for oil! :) LOL
Geno: HA HA HA just call me Moby Dick.
Cathey: LOL! Yeah, and if I ever get like that, will you paint flames and racing stripes on my scooter? ;)

You shoplifted as a child.
I had a model's smile.
-Polly Jean

I found my fav. sweater last night. After 6 months of it being lost.

Coolest blog name and tag line:
fluffy battle kitten
don't touch the pussy without permission...

Wednesday, March 27, 2002

do you know where you could be going?
walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she’s feeling old
cuz she found all things cold
strange little girl
-tori

coffee a conduit for sugar.

Tuesday, March 26, 2002

is it for me?

We wanted to find love, We wanted success.
Until nothing was enough, Until my middle name was excess.

Somehow I lost touch, When you went out of sight
When you got lost into the city, Got lost into the night

I was in need of help, Heading to blackout
Till someone told me "run on in honey
Before somebody blows your goddamn brains out"

You shoplifted as a child, I had a model's smile
You carried all my hopes, Until something broke inside

But now
-Polly Jean

Three day weekends are yummy.
This last Friday in celebration of Andy and Scott’s visit from NYC. A bunch of blog people had a little get together.
Whom was there? Philo, Jish, Kristin, Ernie, Min Jung, Bill (whom planned the whole thing), Mena and Ben, Victor, and a very cute
Michael, Todd, if I have forgotten anyone I am sorry. Andy is great very out spoken from start to finish, where Scott
starts quiet then ends up screaming at the stuff animal crane arcade game, “I didn’t want one of those fucking ugly
stuffed animals anyway!” Great fun was had by all. It is always good to see Philo twice in one week. He makes
everything seem great! Got to see Victor's newly grown nails, YEAH for Victor! Ernie and Min Jung need to go on
the road with their show. And I never get to see enough of Jish and Kristin. The rest of the weekend I didn’t do much.
Tore my apartment apart, so that I can start going thru stuff for my move. And had coffee with Andy and Scott on
Monday before they departed back to NY. It was a nice weekend. I needed that!

Friday, March 22, 2002

Consumers, come one, come all. or Daddies got a new toy.
I have a new online store! Yes you can to own a little piece of
e version 2.0. Shirts, Mugs, and other useless crap no one needs
Yeah!!!

Thursday, March 21, 2002

I bet Newton never thought an apple could do this.
Mac World Toyko released 4 major things.
  1. Bluetooth for OSX. For those whom don't know what bluetooth is it is, bluetooth
    wireless technology enabling links between mobile computers, mobile phones,
    portable handheld devices, and connectivity to the Internet.
  2. 10GB iPod
  3. Address book for iPod
  4. Cinema HD Display 23-inch TFT active-matrix liquid crystal
    display supports 1920-by-1200-pixel resolution.

Wow and I want it all!!!

Wednesday, March 20, 2002

Blog Moment
Last night there was a woman on “Antiques Roadshow” who had very long hair. She had,
in fact, never cut her hair. Perhaps unsurprisingly, this woman was fascinated with hair and
hair-related products. She had a collection of jewelry that had been made from hair. Other
people’s hair. The hair of dead strangers. As I wrestled with my gag reflex, the appraiser told
her the collection was valued at $4,000 to $6,000.
Via Maggie


The 21st is the 7th Anal Kris Kross Day!!! Yup that rap group for 8 year old girls. You know
you love them. And you know what this means? All day wear your clothing backwards!


So last night was The Toilet Boy's at Slim's. What a great show. Far over and byond what I
wanted and expected. There was fire, there were sparks, and lots of rock and rolling. You
can get a whole review of the show from Philo. Oh yeah Texas Terri is like a 100 car pile up.
You want to look away, but you can't!

Burn Baby, BURN!!!
A summer CD swap!!!
Via Chris and Max (thanks guys!)

Tuesday, March 19, 2002

Just back from seeing The Toilet Boys at Slim's with Philo. More Later!

This morning I am stressed, tired and cranky. So don't mess with me!

Monday, March 18, 2002

What is feels like for a gay man.
Via Ernie

from sam brown:
he is coming down for us
lets go in here

Friday, March 15, 2002

Voici mon secret, un très secret: Il est seulement avec le coeur qui celui peut voir bonment;
quel est essentiel est invisible à l'oeil.

The laser from your optical mouse is really bright, when you shine it right in your eye.

Just let me tell how much I love the new design of bobupndown.com!!!!

Scene from a bar. (taco that is)

hey stupid, put me down

Yeah it is Friday!

If you have never played Email Roulette, you should. I got one this morning.
Subject: Email Roulette from invadr
Never call me here again. The CDA have tapped the phones, my legs are gone,
use the keys under the mat but dont take anything... and for fuck's sake,
DONT USE MY NAME!!!

Thursday, March 14, 2002

Oh the power of blogs.
Understanding how Link Mavens and Connectors work transformed my thoughts of how ideas spread.
You can literally see the process take place online in a way that is virtually impossible in real life.

It's generally a five-step process:

  1. An Expert (one might call her a Content Maven) Writes or Creates something interesting
    and puts it online (creating the critical component of any online ideavirus: the link)
  2. A Link Maven comes across the link, and blogs it to their site
  3. A Connector finds the link and blogs it to their site (or the aforementioned Link Maven has
    Connector-like traffic levels)
  4. The link starts to Tip within the weblog community
  5. The link Tips beyond the weblog community, as the rest of us find out about it

Advertisers think about banner-ad campaigns as a way to carpetbomb their audience with ads.
But in a world where ideas and links can Tip so dramatically, perhaps it makes sense for them
to revise their thinking.
Via Corante

Almost exactly one year ago I was in Paris and visited a fabulous store. Which I think
we in SF are in need of Terence Conran

For Sale:
Giant Underpants

Movie Review
Subject: Trembling Before G-d
Stunning movie, quite moving and thought provoking. The cinematography was great the use of angles,
shadows, film grain, and images. Make for a wonderful rhythm for this move. You change from one story
to the next with ease. Stories unfold and systematically come back filling in holes and tidying up loss ends.
The movies is somewhat sad but also had a strange since of hope. It showed what an amazing religion Judaism
is. Very cloaked in history and tradition but still very based in the belief that family and religion is about love and
caring and being there for one another. A must see.

Wednesday, March 13, 2002

"Growing up they all knew I had great powers, on the farm they called me
the great horse calmer-downer."
-Nina VanHorn

Memories via email
Hey there - just had to email because a memory just got stirred up...
Remember that one year at south where we shared a locker? I seem to
recall that there was an instance where I came to drop off my books
for the day and found that you had taped something like 50
tree-shaped air fresheners to the inside. The smell from all of them
became a sort of 'international incident,' not just with me, but
also with the school!
Via Cathey

Memories...
Of this one time, I must have been around six or seven years old. A couple of friends
and I were standing on the side of the street not to far from my house. Mooning cars.
Yes mooning cars! About 15 mins into his hilarity. A woman came running across the
street. "What in the hell are you kids doing?! Stop that right now!!" She grabbed my two
friends by the arms and asked us were we lived and marched us each home. But lucky me
I was the last stop, so on the way to the first friends house. I took off running. I don't think,
I have ever ran that fast. I got home, ran to my room and stayed there for the rest of
the evening. Luckily I never got in trouble for that one, but I didn't see my friends for at least
a month.

Now this is a Star Wars movie that I can get behind!!!
Via GD&C

Tuesday, March 12, 2002

Who are all you people...
Shel today got me thinking. How many total hits have I gotten to this site in the 15 months
I have had my blog. 19,209!!! WOW!!! Only 791 away from 20,000. That is a lot. Don't you
all have something better to do then read my ramblings?

i'm fascinated by red lights

Waking up this morning to see my alarm says 6:45. I need to get up.
I jump out of bed quickly get ready for work and am out the door. About
half way to work I remember my alarm clock is set 20 mins fast. I am so
early for work. I could have had 20 more mins of sleep. So angry!

Monday, March 11, 2002

From the book exchange table.
A Manual for Writers of Term Papers, Theses, and Dissertations (Fourth Edition)
What Mona Lisa Knew. A Woman's Guide to getting Ahead in Business by Lightening Up.
Securing the U.S. Defense Information Infrastructure: A Proposed Approach.
Understanding the Twelve Steps: An Interpretation and Guide for Recovering People.

Rufus, Martha, and Mom.
Last night was Rufus Wainwright in concert at the Fillmore. And what a great show!
Martha Wainwright (Rufus’s sister) was the opening act. She was great. Sort of Jewel meets Cowboy Junkies.
Her voice is so distinct and unusual. At one point Rufus came out to sing with her and then also
their mother came out to jam. Rufus was of course amazing. I had seen him once before, late last year when
he opened for Tori. This time he had a whole band. He pretty much played his whole new album Poses. Lots
of old stuff. A couple French songs. And ended his 3rd encore with him singing and his mother on piano doing
Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Rufus is so fucking fun. “Is this an all age show?” He asked “Oh… Great.”
He replied when he found out it was. Good times.

Friday, March 08, 2002

Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars
And splash into the streets
And when they’re on a roll
she pulls a razor from her boot
and a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
So put a candle in the window
And a kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
And just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
And it’s Time
-Tom Waits

Thursday, March 07, 2002

Such the life we lead
I am not complaining, this is just observation. The life of a gay male in San Francisco, is
an expensive one. I have come to the realization that I will never have a savings of like $1000.00.
For that amount of money I could have: 1 pair of Prada shoes, 2 dinners at Luna Park, 1 pair of
Banana Republic black wool pants, 2 boxes of Joseph Schmidt chocolates, and 1 new issue of Wallpaper*.

FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT TO PARTY
Understanding the subtle difference between San Francisco democrats is like telling the difference
between 'Off-white' and 'Bone'. So, when the openly gay, way-left SF Supervisor Mark Leno wanted
to distinguish himself from the openly gay, way-left SF Supervisor Harvey Britt in his quest to be
California's first openly gay, way-left Assemblymen, it was hard for him to find issues to disagree upon.

But Mark Leno found something upon which to take a stand. I found a flyer on my truck:
WHEN SAN FRANCISCO NIGHT LIFE WAS THREATENED IN RECENT YEARS
MARK LENO FOUGHT BACK!

It then describes all the things he did to help the community. My favorite:
"When dehydration became a health problem on the dancefloor, Mark Leno required clubs to provide
free cool drinking water."

Leno won yesterday by 1 percent.


Via B-May
I Heart SF!

Sitting here staring at the back cover of Stuff Magazine. The ad is for Drakkar Noir. (Which I hate.)
The guy is HOT. Then I noticed that the pictures is of Dale Earnhardt Jr. and I thought about
drinking Drano to kill the pain.

Haiku homage from my fav. ricebowl designer.
Conrado the male delicacy from Just a little Oriental Delight.
Has produced some art based on my love and need for a Apple iPod.

First some haikus:
O! silver-white box,
Holder of a thousand songs!
Come, come to me now!

Five buttons and wheel
Plexiglass front and steel back
Can't wait to own you.

Second a graphic:

I am a winner!!!
And not just cuz my mother tells me so. Shel @ bobupndown.com says so.
So does his two judges (Nancy & Chris) from blog whore contest #2!!!
Thanks guys & girl

Wednesday, March 06, 2002

from sam brown:
look out!
there are some things i can not let you do

A haiku on:

bobupndown.com
Mirrored ball going round
Please, Please make it stop, springtime
I need to vomit

This site
Oranges, Kumquats, Orange
Pantone Coated, 21
These are my favorite

We lean against railings
Describing the colours
And the smells of our homelands
Acting like lovers
How did we get here?
To this point of living?
I held my breath
And you said something
-Polly Jean

But it is for the kittens
This converstion is based on this image
Geno: Yeah i have seen that.
Geno: Do you know how many kittens I have killed.
Scott: Loved it...
Geno: There shouldn't be anymore left!
Scott: We should be experiencing negative kitten mass I would think...kinda of a kitten blackhole....

And the band played on...
Love this music, must go buy CD!! Check them out Goldfrapp.
Via EV

There were rumors he was in to field hockey players
So I heard thru the grapevine, ok that isn't true it was posted on his site. Andy is coming to SF.
Now not that, isn't cool in it's self but... He may be performing Potty Mouth. Which I have wanted to see
since like the day I was born. More info to follow!

Tuesday, March 05, 2002

The way of the Cho, or The tao of Cho.
Margaret Cho on:
Str8 men: "It's like so strange, if I'm talking to a guy whose straight and cute and single, I'm like, 'Are you a unicorn??'"
Sexuality (after having sex with a women)"Am I gay?" "Am I str8?" "No I'm just slutty. Where's my parade?"

Ok it is 2:51am and I can't sleep. Please God give me sweet release!

Monday, March 04, 2002

Ten thousand willing
Pilots flying
Interfacing
Space and beyond
Built an army
To come and find me
-Polly Jean

You want to see how much I love Mac OS X...
This much: <-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->

Friday, March 01, 2002

From the club
It's nearly 2 a.m. on Saturday night and I'm standing by the railing overlooking the dance floor at
The Complex, fervently hoping that the roof will collapse, a beam from the support structure will strike
me on the head and kill me instantly.

I do not ordinarily have a death wish, but it's simply that when you've been forced to stand in more or
less the same position for three and a half hours listening to Jeff recite his recent sexual résumé and offer
a detailed dossier on every dancer who removes his shirt, you begin to pray for a swift release.
Via Brad

A must see...
Ashcroft sings
Via G,DorC

HAPPY B-DAY NANCY!!!

It's real early morning
No-one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow him with my eyes 'till they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks

When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?
-Bjork

For some reason Hotmail won't check me POP Mail account.
But Outlook will. Bastard are trying to hold me down!

Is it really that wrong to have a crush on a comic character?

Covering Stuff
I am sitting here looking at the cover of the March issue of Stuff. And Sheryl Crow is
on the cover with the title "Sheryl Crow Spreads Her Wings". And from the picture
on the cover looks like she is spreading more then just her wings.

Jerry and his kid Cathey...
Jobathon!!! Cathey needs a job in the bay area! She is a great graphic designer. Check her out at:
CJFDesign.

Are my ears bleeding?
There are testing the fire alarm for the past 15 minutes here at work. Of course
there is an alarm buzzer right above my desk. "What?! What did you say? I can't
hear you!"

Blog comment moment
after reading Geno's blog, I think I'm in luv.
-Lauren Via Jish's Post

Thursday, February 28, 2002

We lean against railings
Describing the colours
And the smells of our homelands
Acting like lovers
How did we get here?
To this point of living?
I held my breath

And you said something
That I've never forgotten

You said something
That was really important

Wednesday, February 27, 2002

How can the children learn to read, when they can't even fit inside the building! -Zoolander

6.58 are you sure where my spark is...

Yes I am a freak of nature...
I can in fact lick my elbow

best magazine cover ever...

stupid words.

Can you hear them?
The helicopters?
I'm in New York
No need for words now
We sit in silence
You look me in the eye directly
You met me
I think it's Wednesday
The evening, the mess we're in

The city sun sets over me

Tuesday, February 26, 2002

Daddy, I want an Umpalumpa. I want one now!
-Veruca Salt

My trip to Canada, or Vacation in the 51st state.
Hey everyone I am back from my trip across Canada. It was so much fun.
Got to see a lot of friends along the way. One in fact was quite a funny story,
I was visiting my friend Michael in Calgary, and may I say such a pretty city. After a long day of curling we decided it was cocktail time.

Michael: Hey, I know of a cute little bar not far from here. One thing it is a leather bar.
Me: Yeah!!! I love leather bars!!! Does there happen to be a beer bust going on?
Michael: No but it is leather pride.
Me: Yeah!!! I love leather pride!!! We’re here, we’re bound, get use to it!

So we headed to the bar. Once there we ordered up our usual, a mai-tai for me, and a white russian for Michael.
Now with drinks in hand.

Michael: Hey lets head into the back room. There is always fun people to watch back there.
Me: Yeah I love fun watching people!

The back room was quite dark. I could barely see my hand in from of my face. Sitting down on a wall bench. My
eyes started to adjust to the light. There weren’t many people in the room. The ones that were there, all were grouped
in the back. The group was made up of about 7 of the biggest hairiest bears you have ever seen, head to toe in leather.
From the group you could hear.

Voice: Oh daddy, I can’t take it anymore please stop!

From the center of the group popped this person in nothing but a leather hood. You know the ones with no eyes and
just a zipper for a mouth. The person was completely nekkid from there down. The big leather daddy helped the
person to their feet leaded him up against the wall and removed the hood. And to my surprise un-hooded stood
Shel from bobupndown.com.

Monday, February 25, 2002

I Heart Nigella Lawson!!!

I am so tired of this. Isn't the point of a blog is for your own interests? Therefore I will write how ever
in the damn well I please! "Successful Weblogging"???!!! Isn't my blog successfull cuz I like it? I think so.

I want to see Living Dolls soooo BAD it hurts!
Via Chris

I am getting a shitload of hits from people looking for Porn of Michelle Kwan. What's up with that? She didn't even win!

Sleepy Sleeperson
I can barely keep my eyes open at work today, and for no good reason.I got good sleep. Well anywho. I had a good weekend.
Friday didn’t do much. Drinks at the Kilowatt and Pilsner and then home to sleep. Up early on Sat. (well 10, early for me.)
Hung out with D all day Saturday. Saturday night went to Penny’s B-day party at Hemlock on Polk. Penny is of Penny and
Blane to friends of my good friend from high school Cathey. It was fun, didn’t stay long. After that we headed over to Ev’s place.
Where Jish was throwing a PARTE`! Maggie, Ernie, Philo, Kristin, Min Jung, Rusa, Amit and Brian. Tis a great party! I don’t think I will
ever forget Maggie stirring sangria in a garbage bin with her arm. Good times, good times. Sunday brunch with D and Scotty at
Miss Millie’s and spent the sunny part of the day in Golden Gate Park.

Friday, February 22, 2002

No porn for you…
Last night me and D where watching Channel 29 to watch the free porn. But it never happened. It was all about revolution
and the 60’s and Big Brother and such. D didn’t really care for it, I liked it. The strange thing was they played the song,
“The Revolution will not be Televised”… On TV!?

Story Time
Anne had been out with friends drinking. Anne got really drunk. Now Anne was only 14. When she got home her parents were waiting.
There sat her mother sitting on the couch, waiting, reading Time magazine upside-down. Her parents were calm. Telling her there was no point
in talking about this till morning, and to go upstairs and take a shower. Then to bed. Anne went up stairs and got in the show. Picking up
the soap she rubbed it all over but to no avail, no suds. She tried and tried. Finally picking up the family size shampoo bottle emptied
a large amount into her and started lathering up. Suds where everywhere. She had doubled in size from the bubbles. That is when she
realized she still had her cloths on.

Blog Moment
Let me say for the record that the moment that Michelle Kwan messed up her jump and hit the ice, thousands
of Chinese-American parents buried their face in their hands and cried. "JENNY-AH!" they moaned. "WHY CAN'T
YOU LEARN ICE SKATING LIKE MICHELLE KWAN?" (Parents watch in horror as Michelle Kwan completely bites
it on the ice skating rink) "Aaah, nevermind. WHY CAN'T YOU PLAY TENNIS LIKE MICHAEL CHANG?"

Via Ernie

Books from my works book exchange table.
Michael Palmer's Critical Judgment.
The Treasures and Pleasures of Hong Kong.
The Greenpeace Guide to Paper.
A Search for Sustainable Forestry -the Swedish view.
Tough-Minded Leadership. by Joe D. Batten

Blog Story
Last night after I finished a long six-hour day as director of overpaid and doing nothing marketing at Funky Faggy
Advertising Inc., I had an oh so fabulous night at Splash. Not only did I go home with my super-pumped tall, dark
and handsome dreamboat after necking for hours in the coat check line, but I managed to score five phone
numbers for later. Go me!
Normally I just skip the overrated bar scene and head straight for the circuit parties - where all of the fun is – but I
just couldn’t help myself! It had been so long and I felt all pumped from the gym…
After doing three tours of the first floor, sucking in my stomach and pushing out my chest to ensure the best
possible look in my tight, oh so butch tee shirt, I decided to head downstairs. I got cruised like twenty times,
but not just anyone gets to touch this work of art!
I met Brad in the bathroom. I was taking a leak next to some guy who was doing lines off the top of the urinal
next to me. He reached over and grabbed my dick as I finished peeing, and when my eyes rose to see his beautifully
sculpted body, dark eyes, and masculine yet seriously plastic face, it was love at first sight. Oh so fabulous!

Conversation was short:
- Hi
- Hey! What’s your name?
- Scott. And u?
- Brad
- Hey!
- Wanna go home and fuck?
- Fabulous!
Since there was a long line to retrieve our oh so fabulous coats, there was plenty of time for necking, groping, grabbing and biting.
To be continued...
Via Scott

I would love for Alexander McQueen to design my entire wardrobe.

Thursday, February 21, 2002

Your friendly neighborhood porn reminder…
Anyone living in the bayarea. Tonight is free porn TV. On Channel 29 at 11:30
Yeah for free porn!

In the last extremity- to advance
or not to advance- I hear
you laughing

Here are some bits from one of my fav. sites, ScreamingMidget.com

"Someone, somewhere, coined the phrase "Jack of all trades, master of none". Someone else said "Do one thing
and do it better than anyone else." These two someones had a big fight over who was right, and then one of them
got a black eye and the other went to jail."


"Every time I move, I have to go to the stupid bank to get new cheques. Stupid cheques.
The last time I went, the lady said 'Do you want the same kind as last time?' and my robotic complacency took over
and I said 'Sure'. And then my cheques came in the mail, and they weren't like the last ones (which were plain and
green), they had a super crappy nautical theme, with big gold ropes and giant pictures of sailboats and gold foil anchor.
You pay your rent with one of those and your landlord looks at sideways as if to say 'Hey Captain Crunch, you dumb
fucker...it's like 15 hours to the ocean from here. And you play your stereo too loud. I will kill you!"


Happy B-Day Shari!!!

Wednesday, February 20, 2002

Since I have a hangover anyways...
Thanks to Andy for the idea to drink Bigelow Orange & Spice herb tea to settle
my tummy from having one to many drinks last night.

The story behind barbaloot.com
About 3 years ago I looked into buying barbaloot.com as my very own domain.
But being the total dork that I am, I never got around to it. Well about a year ago
it popped back into my head. But to my dismay it has been taken from me!
And there I found a site about some little boy with the nickname barbaloot.
Now the site had been put up by the kids father. Now about 6 months ago I went to
check up on the kid and the site was gone and the domain was once again
available. Hmmm... What happen to the kid. Of course a few of my friend have
concluded that the kid must have died and the father couldn't deal with having the
site up of his dead kid and took it down. Yeah I have weird friends. So what I
want to know is what did happen to the kid? If anyone visiting this site thinking
they are visiting the site of some kid (dead or not) nicknamed barbaloot. And have
any info that might help me at my quest. Please email me at geno@barbaloot.com

Crazy lady attacks delivery truck. Story at 11.
This is the story of my friend Karen going ape shit on a delivery man.
As she is crossing the street a truck is coming towards her. Even after she
makes eye contact with the driver. He continues to drive right at her.
Karen: I know you see me.
Driver: I don't see you
So what does she do? Pulls out her 6 foot umbrella and starts wailing on
the guys truck.
Karen: I know you see me, you prick!
Driver: Don't hit my truck!
Karen: Fuck off!
She starts walking around the truck beating on it with her umbrella. Till
she figures out people watching must think she is a complete nut case.
And quickly continues her walk to work...

Kristin on ownership:
Having one's own domain is
about as cool as owning real property, only you can't
live there, and the taxes are much, much cheaper.

Today on Jenny Jones... Makeovers...
Tis the season for redesigns. Two other sites have new looks:
Shel @ bobupndown
Ron @ leatheregg
Also we are promised a new design soon from:
Ernie @ littleyellowdifferent

No I am not an Olympic geek. But Joe Pack is hot!


Hottie Joe Pack wins Olympic Silver!

OMIGOD!!! My site was number 57 on blogdex today!
That is so cool!!!