A Conversation From the Bar Scene:
Danny: I heard Steve was moving to Australia. Is that true?!
Brad: Yeah, he said he felt as if his life was going down the
drain here and he wanted to make a fresh start.
Danny: Knowing Steve, his life will still be going down the drain in Australia.
Brad: Yes, but in the other direction.
Via BradLands

how many fates turn around in the overtime
ballerinas that have fins that you?ll never find
you thought that you were the bomb yeah well so did I
say you don't want it

So it is Halloween. I live in San Francisco.
If you have never seen those two in combination.
Watch out!

i want you to leave

Screaming Midget review of "Don't Say A Word":
How was it? I'll never tellll....

Okay, maybe I will. In this epic production, wealthy senior citizens hunt down a bingo caller who is on the run with the precious six numbers that will determine who has won the Sunday night bingo game. Furious, the elderly gamblers hire Irish terrorists to do their bidding. Michael Douglas plays Shecky Manheim, a New York psychiatrist who likes to collect ceramic figurines, who takes in the bingo caller and hires her as his nanny. Hilarity erupts when the previous nanny, Famke Jansen, wrestles a street mime to the ground and makes him say "My name is Shirley!" over and over.

A good movie with an original storyline that you will have to see for yourself. Or if you can stomach my synopsis, spend that ten dollars on pancakes instead.
~ anders svensson

At work my co-workers call me THE STALKER!!!
Via The Work Nickname Generator

isn't my screen pretty?!?!

I scored 12 on the pervertedlogic.com CyberWhore Poll!

Werd up, yo! You're a NET PIMP!

amazing birds
go fcuk yourself

Flash: Madonna does "The Wheels of the Bus Go Round and Round"
Via Andy

Take your mind back - I don’t know when
Sometime when it always seemed
To be just us and them
Girls that wore pink
And boys that wore blue
Boys that always grew up better men
Than me and you
What’s a man now - what’s a man mean
Is he rough or is he rugged
Is he cultural and clean
Now it’s all change - it’s got to change more
‘Cause we think it’s getting better
But nobody’s really sure
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
See the nice boys - dancing in pairs
Golden earring golden tan
Blow-wave in the hair
Sure they’re all straight - straight as a line
All the gays are macho
Can’t you see their leather shine
You don’t want to sound dumb - don’t want to offend
So don’t call me a faggot
Not unless you are a friend
Then if you’re tall and handsome and strong
You can wear the uniform and I could play along
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are
Time to get scared - time to change plan
Don’t know how to treat a lady
Don’t know how to be a man
Time to admit - what you call defeat
‘Cause there’s women running past you now
And you just drag your feet
Man makes a gun - man goes to war
Man can kill and man can drink
And man can take a whore
Kill all the blacks - kill all the reds
And if there’s war between the sexes
Then there’ll be no people left
And so it goes - go round again
But now and then we wonder who the real men are

So sad...
I didn't eat lunch cuz, I have eaten to much free candy at work!

Alcohol Warning

blah

HA HA HA

All Snowmen Are Created Equal
Where I grew up, we had 11 months of winter, three weeks of snow melting,
and one week of summer. On leap years, we'd get an extra day of melting.
It was cold most of the time, but the kids were just like kids all over the world in
warmer climates.

Except we had polar bear cubs and baby seals as pets. We wore ice skates
everywhere we went -- even inside. Public transit was a dogsled and some
snowshoes. When we played baseball, we used a snowball, so if you
missed a catch it was gone forever. Snowmen were allowed to vote.
It was dark all year long, so we had to have headlamps just so we knew
what our friends looked like. And on really cold days we'd shove snow
down our pants, just to warm up.

I miss those days. And so, when I'm feeling nostalgic, I go over to
Starbucks and have frappucino fights with the counter staff. You would
not believe how much a grown woman will squeal when you fill her
apron with frozen coffee.
The Editor @ Screaming Midget

Drowning?
Ok I admit it. I am so stressed. Bills are piling up.
And I feel like I am drowning. Hopefully there is light
at the end of the tunnel.

This weekend was fun. Just hung out with friends
Friday went to Molotov's and meet up with Jish
And Kristin, and Philo. Hung out there for a bit.
Then headed for the Pilsner. Saturday did a lot of nothing. Same with
Saturday night. Sunday spent time with Marti, lunch, Eagle, nap on his
couch. Tis a nice weekend!

A Must Read:
The Onion's Halloween Safety Tips.

Happy B-Day Andy!!!

Once upon a Friday morning
Sitting down at my computer this morning feeling my morning
melancholyness. (I don't think that is a word) I pondered why am I here?
Ok that is a line of crap!! I am a little melancholy but still having a pretty
good morning. Little to cold out side for my taste, but it is one of those
cold mornings that promises a great warm day. Growing up in Oregon
we had many a cold morning. The best ones I remember are what
I call hot dog mornings. Ok I know that sounds crazy but let me
Explain. You know those hot dog cooker things they have in
Like 7-11 and places like that that are constantly turning the hot dog?
Well I feel like that on those cold but clear mornings. Where you
Have to keep turning cuz the side of you facing the sun is warm.
And the other side of you, facing the shade, is about to turn blue.
So if you just keep turning you, will stay semi-warm all over.
No then comes the problem of what spin in which to turn so you
Stay warm but don't get dizzy.

So last night went with Todd to see Travis. Really good show! The best part was at the end they had the opening band come out,
Remy Zero. And all together they played Bowie's Heroes.
Very cool!!

Hey! It worked!

I am now trying to post from a little piece of software called blogBuddy.
So lets take this baby for a spin and see how is runs!!!

Off to go see Travis at the Warfield. Should be a fun show!

Tickets for Kylie's UK arena tour all
all ready almost sold out. The speed and volume they were sell
out ranked even Madonna's Drowned World Tour. And the tour isn't
till next MAY!!!!!

Spastic blue has all his links organized by
the color of the sit that is links to. pretty cool idea!

I was reading thru the archives of Andy's Chest
And he made a interesting point:

I was talking to this friend of mine who just moved to brooklyn from
seattle and we were talking about how in other parts of the country,
like seattle, people were massage therapists and teachers and cooks
and bicyclists and doctors and writers and singers and all this other
stuff, and then maybe they were gay. and in new york its like, first
and foremost, you're gay and then if you're anything else, well, that's
secondary.

Hmmmm... That is so true here in SF. Your life is based around your
sexuality. Whom you hang out with. What area's of town you go to.
Your favorite bar, cafe, restaurant, book store. And of course this started
me wondering, why? And more so, is this ok? First, why? I would think
it is a need for a sense of security, and community. The human need to
feel a part of something. In general it seems like people really need
to know they are a part of something. If it watching playing sports,
being part of a club, volunteering, etc. Seems like everything in life
is centered around being part of “something”. Very little in life is just
for you, no matter how much you think so. A night home alone watching
TV for “yourself” ends up being you chatting about what you watched
with friends at work the next day. In turn being part of something
But I digress, that brings me to the question of, is this ok? For me
the answer has to do with your own comfortably. Meaning, are
you comfortable in your life? Or are you looking at your life
thinks a lot needs to change. I say if you are happy in your life
that is what matters, not trying to avoid labels. And I guess that
is what is all boils down to label. I hear people say all the time
“I don’t like to use labels.” But in not using labels you are putting
your self in the group of “non” labelers. Hmmm… This is turning
into a post that is a unfinished thought. Which I hate. So I will end
here. As Springer says "Take care of yourself, and each other."
Or something like that…

Polyester Lester on Video

Who was it that said...
Life is like a box of chocolates? How yeah that Forest Gump guy.
What a stupid movie. But he is right in one way. Life is like
a box of chocolate, from which someone has gone thru and
taken a bite out of each one. And you have to salvage thru them,
trying to find a decent tasting one.

I AM 42% PUNK.


The intelligent punk. Tuff and Smart. I
may be able to maintain a train of thought
long enough... What the fuck was I talking
about?
Take the PUNK/POSER Test at Fuali.com!

Someone died and someone married…
Manly my love life, of lack there of. San Francisco
is a virtual cornucopia of men. And I am a nice, semi-stable
ok looking guy with good intentions. Why must all the
other guys make it so damn hard. Guess it is their job
Cuz they do it soooooo well.

On to better things… Last night went to PowerHouse,
for a cocktail or 2 or 3. And got cruised by the cutest
bartender. When does that ever happen… Never in this
city. So at least I still know I have it. What ever “it” is.
Guess I will blog more later.

Oh one other thing. If any of you really do love me
you will run out and get me this:
Apple iPod

On the subject of men sucking...
East/West

Much like the sacrificial lamb
Say you are starting up a relationship, romantic or not.
Why, oh why would you waste so much energy if that
relationship is based on a big fat lie? When you know at some
point you will have to come clean about whatever. You have
wasted all that time. Why? Is it human nature to do this?
To set your self up for it to fail. I just don't get it. I
refuse to play that game. It just doesn’t make sense. That brings
me to the point of men suck. Lol I know that is such a cliché,
but it is true. Of course other then me. Ok this ends the rant
part of the post and on to big warm and fuzzy things. I am off
to see the band Travis on Thursday, with Todd and his roommate
Ray. Now I have never really heard them. But Todd is a huge
fan. He got me a ticket to see Travis and I in turn am taking him
in Nov. to see Tori, which may I add we have great seats!!
So Thursday night should be fun. I also today am having
lunch with Rob a friend of mine whom
just wrote and got his book published. I have purchased two
copies of his book Sparkle: The Queerest Book You Will Ever Love,
Which by the way is a GREAT book!! Tis a busy week! And at some
point need to clean my apartment, even if it should have
been done this weekend. And my head is about to
explode because of my allergies.

Strange how things change...
Umm... just thinking wondering where I want to take this site.
I am as well as I am sure you all are getting tired of little snippets of
nothing. Think I need more in-depth content. More stories from the road
so to speak. Road being me. Now understand this endeavor is a hard
one for me to undertake for one reason: A.D.D. also known
as being a Ritalin baby. I have the attention span of a fruit fly.
Which make it hard to sit down and type more then 50 at a time
before I start think about something else I need to do. Any who!
Fewer post, better content. Replacing quantity for quality. So forth I
go. Wish me luck for this is going to suck!

So I am trying to start up a new web project.
A webring. Getting it going it going is hard!!
My webring will have only two rules...
You must be a gay boy and you must have
a blog. Pretty easy. I just found while surfing
BoyLog, which I am a member of. All
the blogs I enjoyed most were done by queer boys.
Being one my self I thought I would help out the community
and start a ring just for us. That is right just imagine
a tree house with a sign that says:
"NO GIRLS OR STR8'S ALLOWED"
Of course this tree house would have the best
of everything. And an Easy Bake Oven. But that is
beside the point. I am going to set this damn ring up
and when I am done, I will unleash it upon the world.
If you are interested in joining email me with your site info.
barbaloot@hotmail.com Thanks!

There are some people I have on my AIM
buddy list that I have never chatted with and
have no idea they are even on my list. People that
post their AIM names on their sites. People I have
run their emails thru the buddy search thing. Now that
makes me wonder if out there somewhere is someone
who has me added to their buddy list and I have never
spoken to them and have no idea they added me? hmm...

It’s all in your head,’ and I said, ‘So’s everything’
But he didn’t get it - I thought he was a man
But he was just a little boy
-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

Looking at my hands today
Look to me that they’re made of ivory
I had a funny call today
Someone died and someone married
you know that it’s my fancy to make it with
Frank and Nancy

lotion

Lyrics that ring true:
She’s less than sure if her heart has come to stay in San Jose
and her never-born child haunts her now
as she speeds down the freeway
as she tries her luck with the traffic police
out of boredom more than spite
she never finds no trouble, she tries too hard
she’s oblivious despite herself
-Tori Amos

Baker Beach
An amazing story!

BLAH BLAH BLAH.... zzzz...

As you can see my site has moved.
I have been meaning to move it over, 4-EVER
Also made some changes (minor) like the name.
So please bookmark the new site. Hope you like!
If you find any bugs please email me at:
barbaloot@hotmail.com
Thanks and have a great day!!!

you gave him your blood
and your warm little diamond
he likes killing you after you’re dead
you think I’m a queer
I think you’re a queer
I think you’re a queer
Said I think you’re a queer
and I shaved every place where you’ve been
I shaved every place where you been

Email Moment:
Subject: Memo from the office of the President
Date: 08th October 2001
To: Albert Gore
Dear Al:
We found some more votes. You won. When would you like to take over?
Sincerely,
George W. Bush

Blogger Read:
Steve: I think I'd really enjoy working for Microsoft.
I read an article that said Bill Gates treats his employees like family.
Brad: You know, every time I hear that, I'm reminded that Joan and
Christina Crawford were a "family" too. Sort of puts things in perspective.
Via BradLands

not much to say today.

her heart’s like crazy paving
upside down and back to front
she says oh, it’s so hard to love

just one of those days!

She doesn't know who owned the jacket originally.
Nobody claimed it after a party,
and she figured it looked good on her.

It says KISS, and she does not like to kiss.
People, men and women, have told her that she is beautiful,
and she has no idea what they mean.
When she looks in the mirror she does not see
beauty looking back at her. Only her face.

She does not read, watch TV, or make love.
She listens to music. She goes places with her friends.
She rides rollercoasters but never screams when
they plummet or twist and upside down.

If you told her the jacket was yours she'd just
shrug and give it back to you. It's not like she cares,
not one way or the other.

-Neil Gaiman

*YAWN*
I am so god damn tired!

HA HA HA
Can't stop laughing!

What in gods name?!

i did not know what he wanted
temporary happiness
stupid decisions

Come here
No I won't say please
One more look at the ghost
Before I'm gonna make it leave
Come here
I've got the pieces here
Time to gather up the splinters
Build a casket for my tears

Someday, we'll look back on this, laugh nervously and
change the subject.

Well just one more!

Ok I will stop now!

Wow this is cool!

So is this one!

This is a post from AIM via BloggerBot

I am like that guy from Memento
I can't remember faces and names. It is horrible and I feel bad.
When I can't remember people I have already met.

ewwww...
Someone came to my site searching for Strange Vaginas.
Now of course cuz I just put this on my site. Searching for
it will only make people come to my site faster!

Good Things:
BloggerBot
bloggerbot is a AIM buddy you can add to your buddy list.
And thru that you can post to your blogger. very cool!

Not sure if the comment thing is working. If anyone is useing it.
Please email me at barbaloot@hotmail.com with if it is working for you
or not. Thanks in advance.

Added a new feature to my site. Below each post you will notice a link.
(click to comment) and clicking will do just that. You can comment on the post.
So click and comment till you just can't click and comment no more!

she tries too hard
she’s oblivious despite herself

Margaret Cho Re-Mix

her heart’s like crazy paving
upside down and back to front
she says oh, it’s so hard to love
when love was your great disappointment

Top Ten Blog
Top Ten Predictable Things About Survivor: Africa"
10: The gay guy, Brandon, converts one of his tribemates
and makes use of the condoms in the first-aid kit.

she looks like Eva Marie Saint in On the Waterfront
she says all she needs is therapy
all you need is, love is all you need, hey

I want your warm, but it will only make
Me colder when it's over

Ok, peeps! I am back. I was out sick the last two days.

Ok, peeps! I am back. I was out sick the last two days.

MASH online!!!
(No, not the TV show!)

Can you say it, too, for yourself
Yes, it’s the beginning of a new age
oh you little sick little fucks, yes
It’s the beginning of a new age

Another train of thought too hard to follow
Chugging along to the song that belongs to the shifting of gears

I don't know how Sam Brown from ExplodingDog.com always does draws
of exactly how I am feeling.

i found love in a box
glad you are here

Why must it hurt so bad?

$240 worth of pudding.
Via Top Ten Blog

Best Online Game Ever:
Bejeweled

Email Moment:
"DID YOU KNOW that technically, any man who shaves, wears polyester,
and ALL women are going to hell according to the bible?
Fun facts from Leviticus!"

talking pillows

Subject: Picky eaters.
"Ma?"
"Chicken Florentine."
"Yay, I love chicken Florentine! Except…"
"Peas."
"With mushrooms?"
"Of course with mushrooms."
"Yay! Except…"
"Does Woods want milk with dinner?"
"Well, see, that's the thing. Woods…doesn't like spinach."
"Well, she can pick the spinach off, then."
"Woods doesn't like chicken either."
"I see. Well, Woods can have an extra helping of noodles."
"Woods doesn't like noodles."
"'Woods doesn't like' -- how can someone not like noodles?"
"I don't know. She just doesn't."
"They're noodles!"
"I know."
"How is Woods with peas?"
"Bad."
"And the mushrooms --"
"Of course not."
"What foods does Woods actually like?"
"Hamburger and caramels."
"Hamburger and car -- you know, if Woods thinks I'm cooking her
up a caramel-burger on my short-order grill, she can think again."
"But --"
"I am not running a restaurant, Sarah. You march right back upstairs
to your room and you tell that friend of yours that I will serve dinner at
seven-thirty, and your friend can sit here and watch the rest of us
enjoy a delicious meal of chicken Florentine on a bed of noodles,
and peas with mushrooms as a vegetable, like normal people!"
"I didn't --"
"What kind of parent allows a child to subsist on ground beef
and refined sugar?"
"I don't --"
"Has she even tried chicken Florentine? How does she know
she doesn't like it if she hasn't even tried it?"
"Ma, I really --"
"I should really have a word with her mother.
'Doesn't like noodles,' for God's sake."
Via Tomato Nation

Jodie never sleeps ‘cause there are always needles in the hay
she says that a girl needs a gun these days
hey on account of all the rattlesnakes

Mr. Steele, are you reading this? lol

You make my life a better place to be in.

God! As if I needed any other pointless things to do in the void I call my day.
Here are a few more fun things to do:
Email Roulette
Binary Spam
Haiku Obituaries

For all those who remember Trapper Keepers!!

And when they did the below search. On Google.com
I came up 10th!!!

Someone came to my site searching for:
am i really that ugly
Are you trying to tell me something?!

I watched the new show UC: Undercover, and it was pretty good.
I think I will keep watching see how the show plays it's self out.

she said, these dead petals, honey, brought me here

Dancing on a dime
hearing mother cry
maybe she's a-round the corner
got a crack in
got a crack in some strange places
on my back with
on my back with some dirty dishes

Falling down, falling down
all over the river
falling down, falling down, falling down
wish what I'm feeling could go on like this forever
falling down, falling down, falling down

Wow I have posted a lot today!

It is a conspiracy against geno. Ever site I want to go to
(booboolina.com, glassdog.com, fray.com, napastyle.com)
is so god damn slow. Hello I am at work on a T1, there is
no reason it should take 45 mins to load a pic.

Someone came to my site searching for "geno endicott".
Hey that's me!!

"Would the owner of a '85 Chevette, please come to the front.
You are about to get towed"

Don't you mess with a little girl's dream
'Cause she's liable to grow up mean

V--video link--V
you rock my world the new video from Michael Jackson.
Is scary, for the simple fact that MJ is in it! What is that guy been smoking?
Does he think he looks normal and good? He looks like Planet of the Apes,
with 3rd degree burns!!! And I thought I was strange.

Transcending....

Grand Royal is going out of business!!!!
Via EV

something we did changed everything

The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock
Via Jish

I want this couch:

Email Moment:
Subject: Not being able to rememeber your childhood.
"The first place I saw Rocky Horror was siting in Olivia living room at 14
stone out of my gourd! lol Now I remember that!"

i wanted to make you feel better

God Damn Hotmail is down!

Tired, Pissy, and Sick... Need I say more.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination.

melancholy is the word for today.

Come here
No I won't say please
One more look at the ghost
Before I'm gonna make it leave

Still feel like shit. But a little better.

Once again I will repeat:
PUKKA TUKKA

Kylie Rocks

God I don't feel good!! Not bad enough to go home. But still
slowing me down.

You want to know what is strange? Canada.
I forget that it is even there until someone brings it up.
It is almost like it isn’t even it’s own country. As if it is
just a subculture of the US. They look just like us, and sound
just like us. (other then the whole “eh” thing) Hmm…
Sorry this post isn’t really a complete thought but was just thinking.

Sorry reading thru some old screaming midget archives!

And only a nation of stupid Americans could debate whether or not
Britney Spears breasts are real or not. A more intelligent debate would
be how many ounces of saline are in the implants.
My guess is 6 Fl oz. per breast.
Via michael hawryluk @ screaming midget.com

The beginnings of this plague stem back to the year 1983,
hen Chrysler introduced the “Magic Wagon”. Apparently,
consumers of the day (curse them all) were demanding a
vehicle that could fit in the garage (unlike full size vans), seat
7 people (unlike station wagons), were relatively cheap (unlike SUV’s)
and still be able to carry a 4x8 sheet of plywood (for God only knows what reason).
It was the 80’s, and consumers wanted it all in one package.
Little did the engineers and designers at Chrysler realize that
they had created a monster unlike any other.
Via jimmy the jet @ screaming midget.com

mmm... Cherry Coke!

Ok yes, I have nothing to do at work but fling cows, slingshot penguins, and play airhockey.

Online Air Hockey

Polo!

Marco!

Come here
Pretty please
Can you tell me where I am
You won't you say something
I need to get my bearings
I'm lost
And the shadows keep on changing
Poe

There was Tag dance, Inuit homeless lady, and the lady that looked like Michael Bolten (pre-hair cut)
Yeah Santa Cruz bars are full of freaks!

Pukka Tukka!

Can't sleep the clowns will eat me!
Clown Dental Care.
Ok it is a bit scary!
Via Ryan

It's been a while, but I am back. But don't really have much to say.
Maybe I will later today.