Happy Good Friday, whatever that means.
Friday, March 29, 2002
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? ;)
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
Tuesday, March 26, 2002
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.
- 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. - 10GB iPod
- Address book for iPod
- 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!
Tuesday, March 19, 2002
Monday, March 18, 2002
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.
Just let me tell how much I love the new design of bobupndown.com!!!!
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:
- 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) - A Link Maven comes across the link, and blogs it to their site
- A Connector finds the link and blogs it to their site (or the aforementioned Link Maven has
Connector-like traffic levels) - The link starts to Tip within the weblog community
- 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
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.
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?
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
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....
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?"
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
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!"