You life flashes before you eye,
and you remember the way ice cream tasted.
Friday, November 30, 2001
Is everyone ready for Link and Think?
Killing Puppies With Hammers
"Now to recap what we've discussed. It's Christmas time. Jesus is back.
Most of the world is rabbits. You still aren't done your gift shopping.
You're anxious about money, terrorists, the cold weather, having to spend the
holidays with your family, and whether or not you bought enough ribbon. Trust me, you didn't."
Thursday, November 29, 2001
I just added a new page to my site. Strange Little Girls.
Which has all the characters from Tori's new album Strange Little Girls.
And the story written for each by Neil Gaiman.
Funny yet cool search that lead people to my site:
Hot Dog Cooker
Bingo
Hot Dog Version (ok I don't quite get that one)
Seattle Geno
the silent auction of arguments
I can upon a sheet of paper in my job's lunch room. The paper is
entitled "Wisdom from the Desert Fathers". It is one of those higher
power, getting a little cozier with God sort of papers. Now thru out
the paper is the word God. Now at some point someone went thru and
crossed out and replaced it with "Karma". And then once again someone
went thru crossed out Karma and replaced that once again with "God".
Who out there has the energy to go thru and do that? I don't! Seem sort of
petty and stupid. But that is just my option. I think the whole paper is stupid.
But once again that is just me.
TRUTH IN ADVERTISING
There's a tatoo parlor near my sister's place called House of Pain.
If I ever open a small business, I'm going to give it a similarly candid name.
Perhaps a bikini-waxing salon called Torture Your Tenders.
People appreciate honesty.
Via Maggie
You can't talk to a psycho like a normal human being
So the POE concert last night at Bimbo's was great.
One of the best shows I have seen. She was very energetic and seemed to be
having a great time on stage. She was also very interactive. Crowd surfing
once, going into the crowd two or three times. As during two different
songs started pulling audience members up on stage. And boy is
she hot! Played a great line up including; Haunted, Control,
5 and 1/2 Minute hallway, Hey Pretty, and Angry Johnny. Just
to name a few. She did two encores, which she said she never
does. Over all a great show, and am very happy to get to see
her live. And plan on seeing much more of her in the future!!!
Lyrics that ring true
"And is your place in Heaven
worth giving up these kisses
these, yes, these kisses"
"I’ll be wearing your tattoo
You’re already in there
Thought I was over the bridge now
over the bridge now"
"found your writing on my wall
if my heart’s soaking wet
Boy your boots can leave a mess"
Tuesday, November 27, 2001
Brad: You know, I've been wondering --
Twin A: If you should have worn that sweater with those pants?
Brad: No. I've been wondering --
Eric: If Mariah Carey will ever find the perfect movie role to showcase
her vast and unique talents?
Brad: No. C'mon now! Lately, I've wondered if --
Jeff: You'll ever be capable of forming a stable relationship with another
man, considering your inability to honestly express your emotions, dubious
sexual prowess and utter lack of fashion sense?
Eric: We're sorry, sweetie. What have you been wondering?
Brad: I forgot. But right now, I'm wondering if I'll manage to make it through happy
hour without cracking this bottle over Jeff's head.
Via Brad
As you can see right below the blogger graphic on my site.
you will find a little text ad. Via BlogSnob
What is this you ask? It is a service that gives a way to advertise your blogger,
on other peoples bloggers. So everytime you re-load my home page.
You will get a different add for a different blogger. Just a way to get
your name out there!!! Pretty cool I think!!!
Via Jish
About the below post. He just isn't cute!
On Calvin Klein model Travis visit to SF: (my fav quote)
"the supermodel made his special engagement at Macy's Union
Square on Saturday, November 10. There, hundreds of salivating
disciples -- consisting of an estimated 40 percent women (with their boyfriends),
most under 30 years old, and 60 percent gay men (dragging their girlfriends)"
Via Amit
Things that made me almost piss my self: (one in a series)
Ugly Man With Huge Penis Unsure How To Get The Word Out AUBURN, ME—
Overweight and balding Ira Groff, 37, is unsure
how to get the word out about his 11-inch penis. "In theory, I could
fumble around in my wallet for something and then—whoops!—an
extra-large condom falls out," the acne-scarred Groff said Monday.
"But that would come off as staged." Groff has also pondered wearing
tighter pants, leaving penile-reduction-surgery brochures around his
workspace, or sporting a button that reads, "Ask Me About My Huge Cock."
Movies I need to go see:
Fat Girl
Burnt Money
Second Skin
Porn Star, the Legend of Ron Jeremy
All look like great movies!!! (other then the Ron Jeremy one)
I now have an Amazon wish list!!!
It is a little weird to just ask people to buy you stuff.
But hey if you never ask, you shall never receive!
Monday, November 26, 2001
Lyrics that ring true
Love ridden, I’ve looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I’ve wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby, I wished for you
Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed
And I wanna crawl in with you
But I cry instead
I want your warm, but it will only make
Me colder when it's over
So I can’t tonight, baby
No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
-Fiona Apple
Love the Crackers:
Commerce Secretary Evans, in Chicago, introduces the CEO for
home-furnishings company Crate & Barrel by asking, "So how's
the restaurant business?"
-Jackie Calmes "The Wall Street Journal"
feeling abnormal in my normality.
This holiday weekend was pretty calm and blah. Thursday was
Turkey-Day at the hyper-active scot twins house.
cast of characters:
Cat (twin a)
Liza (twin b)
Sandra (token Asian)
Todd (best friend)
James (mid-western str8 guy)
Eric (mid-western str8 guy #2)
Jeff (twin b’s boy friend)
Me...
Affirmative action police almost closed the place down but we lied
and said Alesha (black lesbian) was coming. So we had quite
the global group. It was a blast. The Scots didn’t get the whole
purpose of T-day (gluttony) So they got a pre-cooked Whole foods
turkey (very yummy), which had to be re-heated at my apartment.
For their oven doesn’t work. Sandra and I brought over a shit load
of crap. Pickles, olives, mini quiche’s, cheese, bread, fruit, pies,
veggies, yada, yada, yada. There was enough food to feed a army,
as my Mom would say. So we ate to much, watched the Buffy
marathon, and Friends. Then I went home and slept for 14 hour,
no really I did! Friday night was Pilsner and then Sat. and Sun.
I sat on my ass!!!
Wednesday, November 21, 2001
Satan isn't harry potter, it is the break room floor
You walk from the carpet in the hall way in to the break room.
You hit the linoleum and almost fall flat on your face. Walk around
the break room a little then it turns tacky. While leaving that room
the carpet becomes slick. After a while that also turns tacky. And
the break room is once again slick?!?! The floor is possessed!
Hey Pretty (Drive-By 2001 Mix)
Keiri suggested we go for a drive in her new 2-door BMW coupe
In the parking lot, we slipped into her bucket seats
Keiri took over from there.
At nearly 90 miles per hour she zipped us up to that windy edge
Known to some as Mullholland, that sinuous road running the ridge of the Santa Monica Mountains
Where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle in and out of turns
Sometimes dropping down to 50 miles per hour, only to immediately gun it back up to 90 again
Fast, slow, fast fast slow
Sometime a wide turn sometimes a quick one she preferred the tighter ones
The sharp controlled jerks, swinging left to right before driving back to the right
Only so she could do it all over again until after enough speed, and
enough wind, and more distance than I had been prepared to expect
Taking me to parts of the city I rarely think of and never visit...
I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then, I know it didn't really matter, she wasn't listening
She just yanked up on the emergency brake, dropped her seat back, and told me to lie on top of her
On top of those leather pants of hers, extremely expensive leather pants
mind you, her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft, slightly oily folds
Positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab, small and round, like a tear
Then murmuring a murmur so inaudible that even though I could feel her
lips tremble against my ear, she seemed far, far away
Pinch it, she said, which I did, lightly, until she also said pull it,
which I also did, gently parting the teeth, one at a time, down under
and beneath, the longest unzipping of my life...
We never even kissed, or looked into each other's eyes, our lips just
Trespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears,
Filled them with the private music of wicked words
Hers in many languages, mine in the off-color of my only tongue, until
as our tones shifted and our consonants spun and squealed, rabbled faster, hesitated, raced harder
Syllables soon melting into groans or moans, finding purchase in new words, or old words, or made-up words
Until we gathered up our heat and refused to release it, enjoying too
much the dark lane which we had suddenly stumbled upon
Prayed to, carved to, not a communication really, but a channeling of
our rumored desires, hers for all I know gone to black forests and
wolves, mine banging back to the familiar form, that great revenant mystery I still could only hear the shape of
Which in spite of our separate lusts and individual prize, still
continued to drive us deeper into stranger tones, our mutual desire to keep gripping the burn
Fueled by sound, hers screeching, mine...I didn't hear mine, only hers, probably counter-pointing mine
A high pitched cry, then a whisper dropping unexpectedly, to practically
a bark, a grunt, whatever, no sense anymore, and suddenly no more curves either, just the straightaway
Too bad dark languages rarely survive..."
Via Poe
blog moment
BRING IT, GOOGLE
Someone just arrived at my site by searching for "erotic oktoberfest."
I want that to happen a lot more. Erotic Oktoberfest, Erotic Oktoberfest, Erotic Oktoberfest.
Via Maggie
famous people everywhere
While at dinner with a friend last night. I happen to look up,
while they were seating the table right behind my friend.
Thinking to my self, "Wow that looks like Phil Bronstein!"
That is when I saw the flip of blonde hair. And yes it was the
one and only Sharon Stone. Of course looking fabluous.
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells
things that make you go hmmm...
1.The spell check on blogger doesn't know the word webloggers.
2.I just got a email with the subject of: Find your wife here!
a.I didn't know I lost my wife.
b.I am gay.
ask and you shall receive!
Choire asked all of us webloggers and such, if we would post a
story we would normally not post on our sites.
This is what he got!
Monday, November 19, 2001
She’s a Beauty Queen
my sweet bean bag in the street
take it
down out to the laundry scene
don’t know why she’s in my hand
can’t figure what it is
but I lie again
This one goes out to Choire !
the ethical slut…
This story is short and to the point of the title.
It all started last year, the night of my company’s X-mas party.
The party started at E&O trading company with a open bar.
Bad news for Geno!!! After way to many drinks there.
A bunch of us headed off to the mission for a little pub
crawl. continuing to drink we made our way to the Castro.
Specifically Badlands. More drinks ensued. I ended up having
to walk home. Now this is where the story gets good! On my way
home I ran into this guy, we will call him Guy#1. (there is a reason I
have to number him, lol) We started to talk and he invited me
back to his place. Of course I am not one to pass up a free meal.
And this guy was hot, hot, hot. He was drunk, I was drunk,
it was all good! Yada, Yada, Yada. It was good sex! As
I was leaving, (it is now 4:30 in the morning) and as I walked
out of his building. I practically run into this other guy walking
down the street. He also is very cute, we will call him Guy#2
At the corner I notice he is checking me out, which I was
doing of him also. We started talking, had a little make out
session on the corner and hop a cab ride back to my place.
Now this is the best part of the story. He asked me where
I was coming from. And being the nice guy that I am
I told him exactly, in detail. Where I had been and been doing.
And he still came home with me and for the third time that
night, (Yes Guy#1 and I had sex twice before I left) I had
great sex with a cute guy. The end…
Choire hope that will do!
For Chorie's B-day he wants all pees that have bloggers or such
to post something that they normally would not post. Hmmm...
I will have to think about about that one... I will get back to that later.
Friday, November 16, 2001
Ouch... again
I am so not aware of my elbows today. I have smacked
my right one on my desk now 3 times. And it hurts like
a son of a bitch!
I have added the link fiture to my blog.
You can now link driectly to a post. By
clicking *link* and pasting that URL as
your link.
Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And unforgettable
Thursday, November 15, 2001
Walk down memory lane
It is strange when a odd memory from your childhood
pops into your head. Like this morning a strange memory
from grammar school came to me while walking to work.
When I was in 2nd grade this group of high school drama
students came and put on a little performance about
the dangers of using drugs. They were short plays and
a couple monologues. One in particular I remember.
It started out with this guy talking about spending the night
at his grandmothers. And describing he house and such.
Then he went on to drop acid. (I think, or maybe PCP)
Started to talk about all the things he was seeing. Teddy
bears, flowers, and such. Then out of the blue he started
yelling about the rats that were eating at the back of his eye
balls. Screaming and screaming he finally found his grandmothers
knitting and took the knitting needles and shoved them in his
eyes all the way into his brain and died.
Now the point isn't the story for me, but why did that pop
into my head. I haven't done drugs in 4-ever. I have no
plans on killing myself. But just wondering what brings
back memories like that? Hmmm... strange.
thought we both could use a friend to run to
and I thought I wouldn’t have to be
with you something new
sometimes I breathe you in
and I know you know
and sometimes you take a swim
found your writing on my wall
if my heart’s soaking wet
Boy your boots can leave a mess
Movie Review Time
Run, don't walk!! Go see Amelie from Montmartre.
Such an amazing movie. The seance were beautiful. The story was amazing.
And god was it funny. From start to finish you are laughing, maybe a little
crying. Tis a great date movie. So all of you go see it NOW!!
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
Ok, so I have a thing for men in suits...
But not just any suit. I like a well dressed man in a suit.
Meaning pinstripes and cufflinks. They just get my going.
Tonight I am going to see Amelie
It is directed by the same guy that did:
City of the Lost Children
Delicatessen
Two of my fav. movies! And from what I have heard from friends this one is great also!
Tuesday, November 13, 2001
Last nights concert was great. She was a little sad and introverted during the show.
At one point saying "Today is a crap day". But that just seemed to fuel the fire.
The show was very intense. This was my 9th time seeing her live, and it was one
of the best. As you can see from the set list she played a lot of old songs. She
only broke to talk twice. The end of one song would fade into the next. With out
much of a break. I really wanted her to play upsidedown (my fav Tori song) but
she played Take to the Sky instead. Over all it was a great show. I even liked
Rufus opening for her. He was funny. Told a good story. Her ending with Mother
was fitting, for during the show she informed us her mother had an operation
earlier that day.
Well the Tori Amos concert last night was AMAZING.
While I gather the bits in my head, here is the set list:
'97 Bonnie & Clyde
Little Amsterdam
Flying Dutchman
China
Black-Dove (January)
Take To The Sky
Doughnut Song
Spring Haze
Little Earthquakes
Rattlesnakes
The Needle and the Damage Done (Neil Young cover)
Me and a Gun
Hey Jupiter
1st Encore:
Beulah Land
Frog On My Toe
Jackie's Strength
2nd Encore:
Putting The Damage On
Honey
Mother
Monday, November 12, 2001
I got something to say you know but NOTHING comes yes
I know what you think of me you never shut-up yeah I can hear
that but what if I’m a mermaid in these jeans of his with her name
still on it hey but I don’t care cause sometimes I said sometimes
i hear my voice and it’s been HERE silent all these years
As part of this overall chance in the global weather.
(ie, global warming, droughts, hurricanes, etc)
One surprising change is that Monsoon weather patterns
and now not restricted to just South-East Asia. But now can
be found in the Bay Area. In other words... MAKE IT STOP RAINING!!
I am soaked! My pants are drenched. My butt is damp.
Geno is not a happy camper. Ok now that I have vented...
The Tori Amos concert is tonight!!! Yeah!!! So much fun!!!
I have been reviewing the set lists for all the shows in this tour.
Ok yes I am a little obsessed! She has been playing some amazing stuff.
Lots of old songs, and b-sides. Only a couple songs from the new album.
Of course you will all get a full play by play account tomorrow morning!
Friday, November 09, 2001
Well you may be king for the moment
But I am a queen understand
And I've got your pawns and your bishops
And castles
All inside the palm of my hand
good and bad news...
Bad news frist. My site will me moving again! Bastard you say?
Well it is cuz of the good news. I will be switching from Prodigy
Not that Prodigy isn't great. I will still be useing them as my ISP.
But my site will now be on LiquidWeb. For the main reason of
my sites new home will also be www.barbaloot.com. YEAH!!! Finally!!!
I will update you when the change happens!
And thanks to Ryan for the reference to LiquidWeb.
Thursday, November 08, 2001
I think this weekend one project is a "adore" pages for my site.
This will include lots'o'cute boys! webloggers, actors, sports players, etc.
Hmm... that will be fun!!!
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.
-Neil Gaiman
Wednesday, November 07, 2001
But when you gonna stand on your own
I say the world is sick
You say tell me what that makes us darlin’
You see you always find my faults
faster than you find your own
You say the world is getting’ rid of her demons
I say baby what have you been smokin’
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
I was reading thru some accounts of Sep. 11th. Via My Lost City
Came upon one from a blogger that I read on a regular basis. The Tin Man
I hate to use the word enjoyed. But I was captivated by his account of that day.
The Best City in the World
splashing in puddles but not getting your feet wet...
That is how I feel when it comes to men. Why does it seem so impossible to meet
a nice guy, that you can spend some "real" time with? Quality time with. This city
sets it's self up for wanting a relationship but never getting one, or I should say never
keeping one. People here have the sense that the next best thing is right around the next
corner. Never wanting to spend to much time cultivating a relationship. I for one am not
like that. And would love to know where people like me go? Am I the only one? I feel
like I am in Twilight Zone meets Planet of the Apes. Well if I ever figure it out, I will
make sure and let you all know the answer...
Tuesday, November 06, 2001
Monday, November 05, 2001
It is amazing how someone who tells you they care about you,
can remove themselves from your life without looking back.
God I love Sam Brown
See honey.. there’s a place called heaven and a place called hell
There’s a place called prison and a place called jail
And da-da’s probably on his way to all of em except one
Cause mama’s got a new husband and a stepson
going the way of the kiwi...
This weekend was very calm and uneventful. Looks like Andy may be coming to SF to perform his show
"Potty Mouth". (Trailer found here, for adults only! lol)
God I am just not in a posting mood today. So here is a some reading for you all.
Snapshots of a Weekend in the Central Valley
Via Philo
Friday, November 02, 2001
I took yesterday off, in hopes that Halloween night.
Would be crazy fun. I would party till the sun came up.
And maybe wake up in a strange bedroom. (hopefully with
a really cute boy) Cuz waking up in a strange bedroom alone
would be really really REALLY weird!. Anyway, I ended up home
by 11 on Halloween night. Went to bed and work up on my
nice Thursday away from work, SICK! So I sat on my arse all
day and did jack shit! Oh I did work a little on my site. And
caught up on some of my we reading. I could have spent some
of the time working on my book but I didn't and I don't feel bad
about not doing so!