Wooo hooo!!! 100th post!!
[cheer] [scream] [fireworks]
Okay, now that the celebrations are over and the crowd subsided, we can move on.
I think sundays are going to be my 'out to the bar' day. This time, it was Hero's in Fulleton, CA.
It's a nice bar, very cozy. Peanut shells on the floor (as they serve 'em oldstyle, from those cool red, white and blue bags) and the drinks very good.
As you may know, I like to go it alone to the ol' bars and taverns.. unless I'm hanging with the few friends I do have, it's all about experiencing the activities solo.
Other than the bartender not being able to serve a decent martini, it was all good. The beers on tap are numerous (over a hundred, I believe) and the food is top-notch (beef brisket sandwich for me this time).
The next time a girl starts talking to me at the bar, I'm going to ask for her number. Damn it - being the shy type doesn't help me in social situations. I could tell she wanted to talk but I wasn't really paying attention. It was the San Diego/Cleveland game, which was going pretty good.
But back to the martini. Gin martini, STIRRED not shaken VERY dry. Was it dry? No. Too much vermouth. The girls next me kept saying I should have a dirty martini. This, my friends, is sacreligious. And, I will NEVER have a dirty martini again. EVER. Between now and the day that I die I will not purposely ingest a dirty martini. There is a reason for this.
And why stirred? Because I heard it's better for gin not to be shaken as the complexity of the spirit is broken up when shaken.. so was it stirred? No. It wasn't stirred.
I couldn't drink it all, especially after the barkeep added more gin. I just couldn't. I would have fallen over if I had. But, I liked his style, his courtesy. He was a funny guy. Just enough conversation without being bothersome. That's a good bartender.
Bill came out to thirty bucks. I gave him a 10 dollar tip.
Are you still stuck on that reason? None of your business. :-)
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Thursday, November 02, 2006
McDonalds, You Are My Foe!
McDonalds be damned. Oh, you fiend, it is not your french fries or your pathetic Big Mac. No! It's not your stupid parfait or chicken McNuggets or your worthless salads or even your health conscious fare.
It's your goddamned McRib. The McRib sandwich that has a pre-processed pork..whatever..drenched in BBQ sauce and placed between two buns with a few pickles and onions. It is this thing you call a 'sandwich' that has me fevered.
Why, you ask? Oh, I'll tell you why.
It's because it's sooo fucking good. Have you tasted one of these gems?
I, like many millions of people, avoid the Arches like the plague. They are the symbol of an obese nation, a beacon of unhealthy choices and a gateway to the land of gluttony. But it is this time of year that the satan of foods brings upon me temptation that cannot be denied.
The McRib.
Oh the juicy, processed pork. You cannot just eat one. You have to eat two. And if you're really hungry, you can probably scarf three. This must be a ploy by McDonalds. A ploy to say, "yes, I still control you. I STILL HAVE YOUR STOMACH WITHIN MY POWER." And they do. Without even a commercial (which I've now seen, by the way), we know where these delightfully forbidden morsels are and when to expect them so that we may devour them without remorse.
If I were a god-fearing man, I would pray for forgiveness. I would repent my sin.
The only thing even close to this on any scale is, of course, McDonalds' green Shamrock shakes. And Saint Patty's Day is quickly approaching.
Oh, you have once again made life unbearable. But you will crush me, like a girl with my heart who has decided that the girl she met in yoga class is the one for her. How, you may ask?
When those delicious little sandwiches cease to be sold, again, as they are only for a limited time. And once again, I will be left in withdrawl only to have to go through this again next year.
DAMN YOU McDONALDS! DAMN YOU!
It's your goddamned McRib. The McRib sandwich that has a pre-processed pork..whatever..drenched in BBQ sauce and placed between two buns with a few pickles and onions. It is this thing you call a 'sandwich' that has me fevered.
Why, you ask? Oh, I'll tell you why.
It's because it's sooo fucking good. Have you tasted one of these gems?
I, like many millions of people, avoid the Arches like the plague. They are the symbol of an obese nation, a beacon of unhealthy choices and a gateway to the land of gluttony. But it is this time of year that the satan of foods brings upon me temptation that cannot be denied.
The McRib.
Oh the juicy, processed pork. You cannot just eat one. You have to eat two. And if you're really hungry, you can probably scarf three. This must be a ploy by McDonalds. A ploy to say, "yes, I still control you. I STILL HAVE YOUR STOMACH WITHIN MY POWER." And they do. Without even a commercial (which I've now seen, by the way), we know where these delightfully forbidden morsels are and when to expect them so that we may devour them without remorse.
If I were a god-fearing man, I would pray for forgiveness. I would repent my sin.
The only thing even close to this on any scale is, of course, McDonalds' green Shamrock shakes. And Saint Patty's Day is quickly approaching.
Oh, you have once again made life unbearable. But you will crush me, like a girl with my heart who has decided that the girl she met in yoga class is the one for her. How, you may ask?
When those delicious little sandwiches cease to be sold, again, as they are only for a limited time. And once again, I will be left in withdrawl only to have to go through this again next year.
DAMN YOU McDONALDS! DAMN YOU!
Monday, October 23, 2006
The girl who just broke up
I have to wonder -- would have I gotten laid yesterday if I had just said yes?
I'm hanging out at my local House of Blues bar cos.. well, I like it there (even though their drink prices are just attrocious). The bar was getting full and I was sitting alone but the stool next me was empty.
In walks a girl and she asks if the seat next to me was taken and, of course, I said no. There she sits, with vibrator in hand (one of those notification vibrators, okay?) and the first words out of her mouth was "this was the only bar in the area I could find.. I needed to get out NOW THAT I JUST BROKE UP". (Okay, it's a paraphrase, but I think it's really close)
I'm watching the Tigers/Cardinals game on tv and couldn't be bothered, but I asked if she was alone. And she said yes.. "I thought coming out by myself would take my mind off of BREAKING UP".
Now, she wasn't that bad.. I would give her a 6 (an LA 3). I mean, I wouldn't brag if I bagged her or anything. But, she kept repeating the fact that she just broke up.. Now, that's a major flag. I may be single, may be looking but I'm DEFINITELY not looking to be someone's little after break up fuck. Or, worse than that, the ear that has to listen to someone who's going through it -- I have my own problems. That's what friends are for - not strangers at a bar.
Her vibrator went off and she asked if I wanted to come sit with her and I declined. But, I wonder... would I have gotten laid? I betcha I would have...
I'm hanging out at my local House of Blues bar cos.. well, I like it there (even though their drink prices are just attrocious). The bar was getting full and I was sitting alone but the stool next me was empty.
In walks a girl and she asks if the seat next to me was taken and, of course, I said no. There she sits, with vibrator in hand (one of those notification vibrators, okay?) and the first words out of her mouth was "this was the only bar in the area I could find.. I needed to get out NOW THAT I JUST BROKE UP". (Okay, it's a paraphrase, but I think it's really close)
I'm watching the Tigers/Cardinals game on tv and couldn't be bothered, but I asked if she was alone. And she said yes.. "I thought coming out by myself would take my mind off of BREAKING UP".
Now, she wasn't that bad.. I would give her a 6 (an LA 3). I mean, I wouldn't brag if I bagged her or anything. But, she kept repeating the fact that she just broke up.. Now, that's a major flag. I may be single, may be looking but I'm DEFINITELY not looking to be someone's little after break up fuck. Or, worse than that, the ear that has to listen to someone who's going through it -- I have my own problems. That's what friends are for - not strangers at a bar.
Her vibrator went off and she asked if I wanted to come sit with her and I declined. But, I wonder... would I have gotten laid? I betcha I would have...
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Attention Deficit Disorder anyone?
I just finished reading Arianna Huffington's interview (Playboy Interview: Arianna Huffington) in the latest issue of PLAYBOY (Nov 06).
First, let me say that I don't like Ms. Huffington. I just don't. Maybe it's that accent of hers, or that I find her to be the most conservative Democrat (in fact, I thought she was a Republican - I found she was ten years ago to my suprise) alive. Even worse than Hillary Clinton.
With that said, I have to admit that I was in agreement with much of what she said in her interview. It was enlightening, telling and I do admire her stance that President Bush must be impeached.
What I want to address is not her accent, her political slant or her "blogosphere". It's her idea that mainstream media has ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder).
Why does the main stream media have Attention Deficit Disorder? Because the PEOPLE have attention deficit disorder.
Huffington's opinion is that we need to stick on top of a story so that the people will know and, thus, do something about the situation. The problem is that the people don't care.
Yes, the people of this nation don't give one rat's fucking ass what the government does. And what's worse -- they trust the government blindly.
She brings to point many serious situations that have occurred in the Bush Administration; the war in Iraq, Hurricane Katrina are two. She wants the Dem's to take over power in the two Houses as well as the Executive branch but it's the People that have to do that.
And the People don't care. Or should I say -- the young people don't care. Just look at the last Presidential Election's percentage of people actually voting? 215 Million people registered to vote in 2004. Of that 215 million, only 115 million voted (source: 2004 US CENSUS BUREAU). The US population is roughly 293 Million. Less than 50% of the people voted (give or take). The people that did vote were older. 55 and over were more likely to vote than those 18-24, even though there were just as many 18-24 who registered as there were 55 and over (again, US CENSUS BUREAU).
The poeple of yesteryear were more in tune with current events. And they knew - it was best because they were the ones to keep the powers that be in check. That's why the older generation is so adamant to vote. However, as you delve more into the MTV generation, there are less and less voters from them. Why? Their stance is - "it doesn't affect me." And all the while, it does affect them. They just don't see it. And they don't care.
Their attitude is why vote when it won't affect their lives. Their not scared enough or they just don't care about what goes on in the world. If it doesn't have anything to do with Nick Lachey or Jessica Simpson; or Brangelina or the newest Coach bag, they could give a shit. Neither are they voting or getting involved with what's going on in the world. Why should they?
Cos they can't be bothered. "Let someone else worry about that... give me another Redbull and Vodka please."
It's this attitude that will allow the powerful-yet-in-the-minority groups grab a foothold in the political ring (like the Jesus Camp, bible-thumping NeoCon Christian right).
When someone like Jerry Fallwell or Pat Robertson or even Ingrid Newkirk finally makes it to office and makes wild and crazy changes that will affect everyone, those of you who were too stupid to keep tabs on your world will wonder -- what the fuck just happened?
I vote - do you?
First, let me say that I don't like Ms. Huffington. I just don't. Maybe it's that accent of hers, or that I find her to be the most conservative Democrat (in fact, I thought she was a Republican - I found she was ten years ago to my suprise) alive. Even worse than Hillary Clinton.
With that said, I have to admit that I was in agreement with much of what she said in her interview. It was enlightening, telling and I do admire her stance that President Bush must be impeached.
What I want to address is not her accent, her political slant or her "blogosphere". It's her idea that mainstream media has ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder).
Why does the main stream media have Attention Deficit Disorder? Because the PEOPLE have attention deficit disorder.
Huffington's opinion is that we need to stick on top of a story so that the people will know and, thus, do something about the situation. The problem is that the people don't care.
Yes, the people of this nation don't give one rat's fucking ass what the government does. And what's worse -- they trust the government blindly.
She brings to point many serious situations that have occurred in the Bush Administration; the war in Iraq, Hurricane Katrina are two. She wants the Dem's to take over power in the two Houses as well as the Executive branch but it's the People that have to do that.
And the People don't care. Or should I say -- the young people don't care. Just look at the last Presidential Election's percentage of people actually voting? 215 Million people registered to vote in 2004. Of that 215 million, only 115 million voted (source: 2004 US CENSUS BUREAU). The US population is roughly 293 Million. Less than 50% of the people voted (give or take). The people that did vote were older. 55 and over were more likely to vote than those 18-24, even though there were just as many 18-24 who registered as there were 55 and over (again, US CENSUS BUREAU).
The poeple of yesteryear were more in tune with current events. And they knew - it was best because they were the ones to keep the powers that be in check. That's why the older generation is so adamant to vote. However, as you delve more into the MTV generation, there are less and less voters from them. Why? Their stance is - "it doesn't affect me." And all the while, it does affect them. They just don't see it. And they don't care.
Their attitude is why vote when it won't affect their lives. Their not scared enough or they just don't care about what goes on in the world. If it doesn't have anything to do with Nick Lachey or Jessica Simpson; or Brangelina or the newest Coach bag, they could give a shit. Neither are they voting or getting involved with what's going on in the world. Why should they?
Cos they can't be bothered. "Let someone else worry about that... give me another Redbull and Vodka please."
It's this attitude that will allow the powerful-yet-in-the-minority groups grab a foothold in the political ring (like the Jesus Camp, bible-thumping NeoCon Christian right).
When someone like Jerry Fallwell or Pat Robertson or even Ingrid Newkirk finally makes it to office and makes wild and crazy changes that will affect everyone, those of you who were too stupid to keep tabs on your world will wonder -- what the fuck just happened?
I vote - do you?
Monday, October 02, 2006
The.. bald kitty
I've noticed something rather interesting. I think it must be a trend that is more popular than I thought.
It's...
The shaving of the pussy hair.
I've noticed in all of the previous issues of Playboy that I have that most of the women presented to us in their splendor are actually either fully shaven or have very little hair left on their nether-regions.
This is... HOT.
The thing that got me thinking about this was a recent viewing of a 70's era porn. Now, you gotta love the 70's porn. They actually have much better storylines, the acting is much better and they're actually filmed on.. well.. film. None of this home video look. Of course, they didn't have home video cameras back then so, of course they look like film. I'm sure production values were much more expensive back then.
Anyway, back to the subject -- if you've seen a porno from the 70's, you'll notice that the muff on the women are sooooo full (they're like.. small trees or other foliage) and untrimmed. Whereas, looking at porn today you'll notice neatly trimmed bush or non-existent bush. Airstrips, little patches and the like are there and they're equally hot.
There's actually a need for pubic hair - it's like a filter or catcher of "stuff". It's needed for hygiene and I think it's used as an insolator. The latter I'm not sure about.
But the bald, shaven stuff is awesome and I applaud any woman who has taken a razor to their mound of happiness and taken it off. It makes for easier access, less hassle and man.. it's just good to look at.
So, pick up a Playboy and a few razors... or, go get a Brazilian wax. It might itch for a bit after shaving but hey.. it's just the cool thing to do.
It's...
The shaving of the pussy hair.
I've noticed in all of the previous issues of Playboy that I have that most of the women presented to us in their splendor are actually either fully shaven or have very little hair left on their nether-regions.
This is... HOT.
The thing that got me thinking about this was a recent viewing of a 70's era porn. Now, you gotta love the 70's porn. They actually have much better storylines, the acting is much better and they're actually filmed on.. well.. film. None of this home video look. Of course, they didn't have home video cameras back then so, of course they look like film. I'm sure production values were much more expensive back then.
Anyway, back to the subject -- if you've seen a porno from the 70's, you'll notice that the muff on the women are sooooo full (they're like.. small trees or other foliage) and untrimmed. Whereas, looking at porn today you'll notice neatly trimmed bush or non-existent bush. Airstrips, little patches and the like are there and they're equally hot.
There's actually a need for pubic hair - it's like a filter or catcher of "stuff". It's needed for hygiene and I think it's used as an insolator. The latter I'm not sure about.
But the bald, shaven stuff is awesome and I applaud any woman who has taken a razor to their mound of happiness and taken it off. It makes for easier access, less hassle and man.. it's just good to look at.
So, pick up a Playboy and a few razors... or, go get a Brazilian wax. It might itch for a bit after shaving but hey.. it's just the cool thing to do.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Just passing through...
Something I was thinking about today while I was taking a shower --
Do chicks pee in the shower? I mean, I know guys do. It's easy, convenient and hey.. we can point the spout towards the drain and not worry about it getting all over the shower floor.
But women, it's a different story. It'd just run down their leg or something and maybe puddle around their foot but, I bet you there are girls out there that pee in the shower. Just get the hot water to spray along the tummy area and let that pressure go.
Something to think about the next time you're getting Zestfully clean.
Do chicks pee in the shower? I mean, I know guys do. It's easy, convenient and hey.. we can point the spout towards the drain and not worry about it getting all over the shower floor.
But women, it's a different story. It'd just run down their leg or something and maybe puddle around their foot but, I bet you there are girls out there that pee in the shower. Just get the hot water to spray along the tummy area and let that pressure go.
Something to think about the next time you're getting Zestfully clean.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Where I'd rather be..
Sigh. There are places I find more exciting than where I’m at now. Las Vegas. Seattle. San Diego. Chicago. Dallas. San Antonio. But not Los Angeles (and the surrounding areas). Granted, I love the Getty, MOCA, select areas of Beverly Hills, Santa Monica and Downtown. But, as a whole, I can’t stand LA. When I was in San Diego last weekend, it just felt so much more tolerable. More… entertaining. More, peaceful (even in a clubby, downtowny place like the Gaslamp district) even. And when I was in Dallas or San Antonio, those cities just rocked. My favourite though is Chicago.
See, if I wanted to, I could just pick up and leave. I have enough money to move my ass half-way across the country, find an apartment, and live for three months looking for a job. I’m sure I could find something in that period of time.
But..
I don’t. And I don’t know why I don’t. Well, I do, kinda. There’s the fear factor, which of course plays a big role in my daily decision making activities. Then there’s the website that’s being developed for the entertainment publication I produce. If that were to become successful, there’s no telling where I can go.
In downtown San Diego, the Hard Rock is building a hotel and condos. I’d love to live in one of those condos. I’m not saying that the website will make me millions, but I’m hoping that it will generate something worth the hell that I’ve put myself through for the last year.
Anyway, just a few more months. And then we’ll see what happens. I’m sooo close. Hell, I even got a screening DVD from NBC for a new show that’s coming this fall. It screened at Comic Con but how many people can say they have a copy IN HAND? Not many. Only a handful of people got to see it this thing, which by the way kicks ass. It should be NBC’s LOST. And, I request copies of movies that HAVEN’T EVEN BEEN RELEASED IN THE THEATRE yet and I get them. How cool is that?
Anyway, I digress. It isn’t about what I do anyway. It’s about where I want to be. And how much longer do I have to be here before I can move on to there. Day by day, that’s what they say. And who’s “They” anyway?
San Diego, man. San Diego. (on a side note – they’re building some cool condos in Vegas, too…!)
See, if I wanted to, I could just pick up and leave. I have enough money to move my ass half-way across the country, find an apartment, and live for three months looking for a job. I’m sure I could find something in that period of time.
But..
I don’t. And I don’t know why I don’t. Well, I do, kinda. There’s the fear factor, which of course plays a big role in my daily decision making activities. Then there’s the website that’s being developed for the entertainment publication I produce. If that were to become successful, there’s no telling where I can go.
In downtown San Diego, the Hard Rock is building a hotel and condos. I’d love to live in one of those condos. I’m not saying that the website will make me millions, but I’m hoping that it will generate something worth the hell that I’ve put myself through for the last year.
Anyway, just a few more months. And then we’ll see what happens. I’m sooo close. Hell, I even got a screening DVD from NBC for a new show that’s coming this fall. It screened at Comic Con but how many people can say they have a copy IN HAND? Not many. Only a handful of people got to see it this thing, which by the way kicks ass. It should be NBC’s LOST. And, I request copies of movies that HAVEN’T EVEN BEEN RELEASED IN THE THEATRE yet and I get them. How cool is that?
Anyway, I digress. It isn’t about what I do anyway. It’s about where I want to be. And how much longer do I have to be here before I can move on to there. Day by day, that’s what they say. And who’s “They” anyway?
San Diego, man. San Diego. (on a side note – they’re building some cool condos in Vegas, too…!)
Friday, July 21, 2006
COMIC CON 2006
If I had to describe, in one word, Comic-Con - it would be OVERWHELMING. For the next four days, Downtown San Diego will be filled to the brim with geeks, nerds, comic book nuts and Sci-Fi guru's from around the world. Comic-Con is the largest Comic book convention on the West Coast, but it isn't just about comic books. It's also a haven for movie and television studios to launch their new releases.
One thing that ALL the studios have realised is that the comic book fanbase is HUGE. And so they're catering to this fanbase by sending in their big guns to do press, show pilots, sign autographs and woo bigtime to try and harvest the boatload of money that is within this demographic.
Besides the costume-draped kids in their Naruto and Wonder Woman costumes, the Star Trekkers and Battlestar Galacticans, you'll find a plethora of comic books for sale, software that will catalogue comics, software that will create comics and, yes, toys based off comics. But, you'll find more than that.
You'll find Lions Gate, Miramax, Sony, WB, IFC, and a host of other movie studios there to push their latest (albeit comic-related) movies. Booths to see while there - pretty much the aforementioned.
Upstairs, above the convention hall, you will find exhibit rooms showing new fare from the likes of the Sci-Fi Channel, NBC, ABC and anyone else coming out with a Sci-Fi story. Look for a show called HEROS from NBC. Looks to be a hit. But that's just my opinion. Also, from Sci-Fi Channel, EUREKA.
I hit the exhibit rooms to see the director of Azumi, Ryuhei Kitamura, talk about his influences and the filming of Azumi. Before that, I hit a discussion by David Arquette (and others) about his new movie The Tripper. There was supposed to be a film clip, but he lost it, so he pretty much told the whole plot of the movie, including the ending. Due to respect and the fact that he asked - I will not spoil it for my readers.
The highlights of the first day was the screening of RENAISSANCE. A Noirish story baed in the distant future, this ALL COMPUTER-DRAWN film is the shit. I will post up a review later. I was pretty captivated by this. Think SIN CITY meets ..hell, I don't know what else to compare it to. Completely realistic, right down to the movement of the eyes. It's black and white. And I mean, just black and just white.
But the gem was a 10.15p screening of THIS FILM IS NOT YET RATED by Kirby Dick. If there is but one documentary you need to see, it would be this one. It will be released September 1st and I HIGHLY RECOMMEND you see it. It is the story of the MPAA and how their control over the ratings system make or break films and their success in the box office. A group of directors speak on film about their feelings of the MPAA and how they censor, ruin or even kill movies being made today. On a side note, the MPAA gave this film an NC-17 rating. It's something you HAVE to watch if you are even remotely a fan of going to see movies. Review will be posted later.
Well, I must sleep as the next day for Comic Con is soon coming up.
One thing that ALL the studios have realised is that the comic book fanbase is HUGE. And so they're catering to this fanbase by sending in their big guns to do press, show pilots, sign autographs and woo bigtime to try and harvest the boatload of money that is within this demographic.
Besides the costume-draped kids in their Naruto and Wonder Woman costumes, the Star Trekkers and Battlestar Galacticans, you'll find a plethora of comic books for sale, software that will catalogue comics, software that will create comics and, yes, toys based off comics. But, you'll find more than that.
You'll find Lions Gate, Miramax, Sony, WB, IFC, and a host of other movie studios there to push their latest (albeit comic-related) movies. Booths to see while there - pretty much the aforementioned.
Upstairs, above the convention hall, you will find exhibit rooms showing new fare from the likes of the Sci-Fi Channel, NBC, ABC and anyone else coming out with a Sci-Fi story. Look for a show called HEROS from NBC. Looks to be a hit. But that's just my opinion. Also, from Sci-Fi Channel, EUREKA.
I hit the exhibit rooms to see the director of Azumi, Ryuhei Kitamura, talk about his influences and the filming of Azumi. Before that, I hit a discussion by David Arquette (and others) about his new movie The Tripper. There was supposed to be a film clip, but he lost it, so he pretty much told the whole plot of the movie, including the ending. Due to respect and the fact that he asked - I will not spoil it for my readers.
The highlights of the first day was the screening of RENAISSANCE. A Noirish story baed in the distant future, this ALL COMPUTER-DRAWN film is the shit. I will post up a review later. I was pretty captivated by this. Think SIN CITY meets ..hell, I don't know what else to compare it to. Completely realistic, right down to the movement of the eyes. It's black and white. And I mean, just black and just white.
But the gem was a 10.15p screening of THIS FILM IS NOT YET RATED by Kirby Dick. If there is but one documentary you need to see, it would be this one. It will be released September 1st and I HIGHLY RECOMMEND you see it. It is the story of the MPAA and how their control over the ratings system make or break films and their success in the box office. A group of directors speak on film about their feelings of the MPAA and how they censor, ruin or even kill movies being made today. On a side note, the MPAA gave this film an NC-17 rating. It's something you HAVE to watch if you are even remotely a fan of going to see movies. Review will be posted later.
Well, I must sleep as the next day for Comic Con is soon coming up.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Things I miss
- Bicycling down the Strand from Redondo Beach to Hermosa and Manhattan. Then ending up in Santa Monica.
- Working a job without actually working (Disneyland).
- Having lots of people to go to Vegas with.
- Being 25
- Sitting at a bar in Wellington NZ and getting piss drunk off my ass. Then walking back to my friend's flat.
- My mum.
- Driving just to drive, with a bunch of friend's crammed in the car.
- Hanging out at coffee shops.
- Being in a band.
- Not worrying whether I'll be poor or worthless or a failure.
- Not worrying that I've gotten too old.
- The touch of a woman's soft skin against my own.
- Tender kisses.
- The anxiety of seeing a girl's tits for the first time.
- Chinese food on prom night.
- Childhood friends.
- Only 7 channels on television.
- 25 cent coin op games
- Snow cones.
- The feeling I got when I watched Xanadu for the first time.
- 1982.
- Waking up next to someone I love.
- Not throwing up after drinking all night.
- Staying out late on a school night.
- Gecko's on Wednesday Nights.
- Live Bait on Thursday Nights.
- The Lighthouse on any night.
There are so many things I miss. Sometimes I wish I could relive just a few.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Should Tom Selleck be Magnum in the Movie?
Simple answer - no.
I found a blog that wants him to reprise his role in the movie.. http://selleckismagnum.blogspot.com/
Here's the comment I made (just in case he gets all 1984 and deletes it):
The problem with your proposal is that Selleck is too old to play the role; not because he can't be an action hero but Magnum P.I.'s premise was that he was young, a PI and a lady's man. Sure, he can prolly get away with the lady's man part be he ain't no spring chicken anymore. And, sure, he IS Magnum P.I. but then the story would have to change to accommodate his being older and then if you bring in Selleck, you'd have to bring in the original T.C. and the original Rick and then the original Higgins. And since they're thrown in, the original Dobermanns, too (and, speaking of dog-years, they'd be ancient by now).
I mean, have you seen those Mastercard commerials that brought back old tv characters (esp. the one with MacGyver's Richard Dean Anderson? I thought that was extra cool but, man, he's OLD!)
Then, what about the A-Team movie? Are we going to petition that they bring in Mr. T as BA Barracus? Cos NO ONE should be able to play BA other than Mr. T. And Miami Vice - Colin Ferrell as Sonny? Only Don Johnson should be Sonny Crocket. Seeing Colin in one of those suits just made it.. wrong.
But, they did it anyway.
It's time to let the new generation have their own Magnum PI. We had Selleck - they can have... hmm.. who'd make a good Magnum?
Guy Pearce?
Jake Gyllenhaal?
Yeah, I can see Ben Affleck as Magnum...
David Hasselhoff? (Just kidding!)
And don't get me started on the whole Knight Rider movie.
Sorry, but no vote here.
I found a blog that wants him to reprise his role in the movie.. http://selleckismagnum.blogspot.com/
Here's the comment I made (just in case he gets all 1984 and deletes it):
The problem with your proposal is that Selleck is too old to play the role; not because he can't be an action hero but Magnum P.I.'s premise was that he was young, a PI and a lady's man. Sure, he can prolly get away with the lady's man part be he ain't no spring chicken anymore. And, sure, he IS Magnum P.I. but then the story would have to change to accommodate his being older and then if you bring in Selleck, you'd have to bring in the original T.C. and the original Rick and then the original Higgins. And since they're thrown in, the original Dobermanns, too (and, speaking of dog-years, they'd be ancient by now).
I mean, have you seen those Mastercard commerials that brought back old tv characters (esp. the one with MacGyver's Richard Dean Anderson? I thought that was extra cool but, man, he's OLD!)
Then, what about the A-Team movie? Are we going to petition that they bring in Mr. T as BA Barracus? Cos NO ONE should be able to play BA other than Mr. T. And Miami Vice - Colin Ferrell as Sonny? Only Don Johnson should be Sonny Crocket. Seeing Colin in one of those suits just made it.. wrong.
But, they did it anyway.
It's time to let the new generation have their own Magnum PI. We had Selleck - they can have... hmm.. who'd make a good Magnum?
Guy Pearce?
Jake Gyllenhaal?
Yeah, I can see Ben Affleck as Magnum...
David Hasselhoff? (Just kidding!)
And don't get me started on the whole Knight Rider movie.
Sorry, but no vote here.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Customer Service Sucks!
When I was younger, the people working in the stores were definately older, more respectful and, shit(!), they actually knew what the hell they were doing. Fast-forward 10 years and bam! You have Screech, only 10x more stupid, asking you, "what would you like in you Happy Meal, sir?"
Where I am leading this debacle of an entry is here - Where did my customer service go? Did it just up and leave when NAFTA was passed? Did it decide to go to the EU because there were better paying jobs? Or was it that the French were just better at treating Customer Service with respect? I don't know but I want some decent customer service back.
When you have a Mickey D's filled to the brim with kids running around trying to make burgers and another kid not much older supervising this Three Stooges display of sadness, you have to wonder -- how do businesses stay.. well.. in business? I am a great proponent of HS kids getting a summer job at Disneyland or Knott's Berry Farm but if you give them a flame broiler or a cash register - forget about it (I think I'll exempt both Disney and Knott's on that - their training is actually pretty good).
I think I'm rambling a bit - let me try to focus.
Take this story - I was in a McD's and the place was just packed. Kids after school congregating in their new place of loiter. Yet, there are kids behind the counter trying to make orders as well. Unfortunately, they are unable to service the kids wanting food because they cannot figure out their priorities. Stupid.
Another example. I'm at this thing in Pasadena - held at the Rose Bowl - and I'm actually VIP (or at least I thought I was), and I'm looking to get my VIP wrist band thingy so that I can get my two free water-downed beers and a pretzel. Asking the stupid security guy (in his late teens, maybe.. maybe early 20's) who I talk to to get this wrist band thingy and he straight up says, "I dunno". "Maybe it's that woman over there with the big hat."
Thanks Sherlock. Why don't you go fill up your pipe and stick it up your ass.
Or going to Wendy's and not getting what I asked for. Then having to go back and yell at the manager because his crew is utterly useless to the general public.
Or going to Borders Bookstore and asking for a video game that I can clearly point out but the chick who probably started oh.. two minutes before (it seems) can't get the friggin' key right and then has to ask six-dozen times after the first.. "Which one again?"
You want to know who has great customer service? IN-N-OUT burger, for a fast food chain. Besides having the best burgers in Southern California (and I dare say anywhere in the contiguous US, Hawaii and Alaska), their top-notch service is rather swell.
Other than that, service at dining joints like MORTON'S is the only place you'll find EXCELLENT customer service. They're smart enough not to hire stupid kids (or people for that matter).
Now, I'm sure there are places that have great service and employ HS'ers and young adults. They're just few and far between. And it's not limited to food joints and record stores.
Hot Topic - stupid kids AND wanabe goth's.Game Spot/EB - Stupid kids AND geeks (that's almost an oxymoron even).The GAP - Stupid kids who are actually STUPID AND STUCK UP.Blockbuster Video - ...yeah, I wish they actually hired people that knew a turd's worth of movie info. They can barely rub their head and pat their stomach's.
Now, don't take this as being racist - but what's worse than kids working to serve the public is minority kids who wreck the English language asking you if you vant flies wi dat? NO! I don't want flies with that.
Maybe, the problem is that these people have NO CLUE what work ethic is. Maybe they're leisurely passing the 4 long hours they have to be on their lame ass shift just to make $25 (before taxes) a day so that they can blow it on the next AFI or HIM CD. Who cares that they're what makes their establishment look like ass.
With customer service plunging at an alarming rate, it's no matter why the internet is a better option to purchase everything from DVDs to Twinkies.
Where I am leading this debacle of an entry is here - Where did my customer service go? Did it just up and leave when NAFTA was passed? Did it decide to go to the EU because there were better paying jobs? Or was it that the French were just better at treating Customer Service with respect? I don't know but I want some decent customer service back.
When you have a Mickey D's filled to the brim with kids running around trying to make burgers and another kid not much older supervising this Three Stooges display of sadness, you have to wonder -- how do businesses stay.. well.. in business? I am a great proponent of HS kids getting a summer job at Disneyland or Knott's Berry Farm but if you give them a flame broiler or a cash register - forget about it (I think I'll exempt both Disney and Knott's on that - their training is actually pretty good).
I think I'm rambling a bit - let me try to focus.
Take this story - I was in a McD's and the place was just packed. Kids after school congregating in their new place of loiter. Yet, there are kids behind the counter trying to make orders as well. Unfortunately, they are unable to service the kids wanting food because they cannot figure out their priorities. Stupid.
Another example. I'm at this thing in Pasadena - held at the Rose Bowl - and I'm actually VIP (or at least I thought I was), and I'm looking to get my VIP wrist band thingy so that I can get my two free water-downed beers and a pretzel. Asking the stupid security guy (in his late teens, maybe.. maybe early 20's) who I talk to to get this wrist band thingy and he straight up says, "I dunno". "Maybe it's that woman over there with the big hat."
Thanks Sherlock. Why don't you go fill up your pipe and stick it up your ass.
Or going to Wendy's and not getting what I asked for. Then having to go back and yell at the manager because his crew is utterly useless to the general public.
Or going to Borders Bookstore and asking for a video game that I can clearly point out but the chick who probably started oh.. two minutes before (it seems) can't get the friggin' key right and then has to ask six-dozen times after the first.. "Which one again?"
You want to know who has great customer service? IN-N-OUT burger, for a fast food chain. Besides having the best burgers in Southern California (and I dare say anywhere in the contiguous US, Hawaii and Alaska), their top-notch service is rather swell.
Other than that, service at dining joints like MORTON'S is the only place you'll find EXCELLENT customer service. They're smart enough not to hire stupid kids (or people for that matter).
Now, I'm sure there are places that have great service and employ HS'ers and young adults. They're just few and far between. And it's not limited to food joints and record stores.
Hot Topic - stupid kids AND wanabe goth's.Game Spot/EB - Stupid kids AND geeks (that's almost an oxymoron even).The GAP - Stupid kids who are actually STUPID AND STUCK UP.Blockbuster Video - ...yeah, I wish they actually hired people that knew a turd's worth of movie info. They can barely rub their head and pat their stomach's.
Now, don't take this as being racist - but what's worse than kids working to serve the public is minority kids who wreck the English language asking you if you vant flies wi dat? NO! I don't want flies with that.
Maybe, the problem is that these people have NO CLUE what work ethic is. Maybe they're leisurely passing the 4 long hours they have to be on their lame ass shift just to make $25 (before taxes) a day so that they can blow it on the next AFI or HIM CD. Who cares that they're what makes their establishment look like ass.
With customer service plunging at an alarming rate, it's no matter why the internet is a better option to purchase everything from DVDs to Twinkies.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Poker Stars, babe-EE
It's been awhile but.. I've been too busy. But not busy enough for :
I have registered to play in the PokerStars World Blogger Championship of Online Poker!
This Online Poker Tournament is a No Limit Texas Holdem event exclusive to Bloggers.
Registration code: 2485533
Friday, May 26, 2006
Classic!
I wish I could do stuff like this for people who fucked me over... Hmm... [thinking]
I've got pictures.... anyway.. check out this blog -
Click here. Some dude bought a laptop off of eBay.. the problem - laptop was broken.. The solution?
Take the fucker's HD and post what's on it on BLOGGER.
Price of LT - £375
Getting revenge - PRICELESS
I've got pictures.... anyway.. check out this blog -
Click here. Some dude bought a laptop off of eBay.. the problem - laptop was broken.. The solution?
Take the fucker's HD and post what's on it on BLOGGER.
Price of LT - £375
Getting revenge - PRICELESS
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Is it me.. Or.. is this man a FREAK!?
Click here for Story.
Is it me or is Pat Robertson a fucking lunatic?
Instead of taking out the President of Venezuela, Pat Robertson should be taken out.
And, instead of divine retrobution, Pat Robertson should be given a stroke. Because if a god truly existed, I'm sure he would love to smite out this petulent punk ass.
Pat Robertson, YOU are a fucking ass.
Is it me or is Pat Robertson a fucking lunatic?
Instead of taking out the President of Venezuela, Pat Robertson should be taken out.
And, instead of divine retrobution, Pat Robertson should be given a stroke. Because if a god truly existed, I'm sure he would love to smite out this petulent punk ass.
Pat Robertson, YOU are a fucking ass.
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
It's Been Awhile..
It's been awhile since my last post and I thought I'd at least put something in here.
I've been rather... busy (just a little.. one can only do so much when unemployed). I've actually been rather involved in MySpace (heaven forbid!) with my three different pages along with my magazine and some other stuff.
In the last week I've seen 4 or 5 movies.. All of them pretty much crap. I've got a DVD in my computer at the moment (TAMARA) that I've been meaning to watch.
The best though was AN AMERICAN HAUNTING, not because it was a good movie (because it wasn't) but because MR. MOVIE FONE was in the screening with me (and three other people to see it).
Anyhoo, I can't wait for next Saturday as it's all about the Beatles' A HARD DAYS NIGHT. Showing at the Alex in Glendale. I really like that theatre - it's very quaint, though the seats are too small. Of course, the people that it was built for were considerably smaller, too. Oh and the fact that I'm ordering some ABSINTH for my own personal consumption. Should be good! Gotta love the absinth.
I've been rather... busy (just a little.. one can only do so much when unemployed). I've actually been rather involved in MySpace (heaven forbid!) with my three different pages along with my magazine and some other stuff.
In the last week I've seen 4 or 5 movies.. All of them pretty much crap. I've got a DVD in my computer at the moment (TAMARA) that I've been meaning to watch.
The best though was AN AMERICAN HAUNTING, not because it was a good movie (because it wasn't) but because MR. MOVIE FONE was in the screening with me (and three other people to see it).
Anyhoo, I can't wait for next Saturday as it's all about the Beatles' A HARD DAYS NIGHT. Showing at the Alex in Glendale. I really like that theatre - it's very quaint, though the seats are too small. Of course, the people that it was built for were considerably smaller, too. Oh and the fact that I'm ordering some ABSINTH for my own personal consumption. Should be good! Gotta love the absinth.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
It's Easter Baby!
It strikes be funny that on the eve of Easter, I have a daft conversation with a Born Again.
As a Born Again, I think one should not only be fervent for their god and religion, but also at least know what the hell they’re talking about when they do talk.
Now, Easter bunnies, eggs and all of that are hooey; they have nothing to do with Jesus or Passover or anything that has to do with Christian belief. So, where did they come from?
From what I understand, they originate from different rituals and Pagan beliefs where the rabbit symbolizes birth and fertility and all of that as well as the egg – another symbol of fertility. So, the bunny ain’t layin’ no eggs, it’s just carryin’ em… dat’s all.
How it got lumped in with Passover, I don’t know. Well, maybe because it’s Springtime, for Jesus (sing it along with that fabulous Mel Brooks show.. you know which one).
And to address another thing – NO, ATHEISTS DON’T BELIEVE IN SATAN. I don’t know where you people think that (as she, the born again did) but we don’t. We would have to believe in a god, first. And how she believes that god is white with blue eyes, I have no clue. How do you come to that conclusion? Did god not make man in his own image? Then why the fuck am I not white with stunning blues? Gimme a god damn bleach kit and some contacts!
Whatever. Did you know that in, I believe, six states, it’s against the law to serve in office if you’re an atheist?? Talk about prejudice!
Anyway, Happy Easter foo’s.
As a Born Again, I think one should not only be fervent for their god and religion, but also at least know what the hell they’re talking about when they do talk.
Now, Easter bunnies, eggs and all of that are hooey; they have nothing to do with Jesus or Passover or anything that has to do with Christian belief. So, where did they come from?
From what I understand, they originate from different rituals and Pagan beliefs where the rabbit symbolizes birth and fertility and all of that as well as the egg – another symbol of fertility. So, the bunny ain’t layin’ no eggs, it’s just carryin’ em… dat’s all.
How it got lumped in with Passover, I don’t know. Well, maybe because it’s Springtime, for Jesus (sing it along with that fabulous Mel Brooks show.. you know which one).
And to address another thing – NO, ATHEISTS DON’T BELIEVE IN SATAN. I don’t know where you people think that (as she, the born again did) but we don’t. We would have to believe in a god, first. And how she believes that god is white with blue eyes, I have no clue. How do you come to that conclusion? Did god not make man in his own image? Then why the fuck am I not white with stunning blues? Gimme a god damn bleach kit and some contacts!
Whatever. Did you know that in, I believe, six states, it’s against the law to serve in office if you’re an atheist?? Talk about prejudice!
Anyway, Happy Easter foo’s.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Wow. The Six Month Mark
Wow.
It’s been six months now since the split between me and the ex. I can’t believe that the time has passed so quickly. Yes, I still think of her but it’s more in the line of how much she was just a whore or how she missed out and that in the end she’ll be more miserable. My pining ended long ago. Don’t get me wrong though, I do still think we would have made a brilliant couple. That I can’t deny. More so than she and her (alleged) homosexual husband.
Since I no longer work it means I no longer have health insurance, which means I no longer have a shrink. But, that’s okay. I’ve realized that no matter how much I know I’m right in this situation, it doesn’t and won’t change anything. It’s like when someone takes revenge on someone and ends up taking their life or something of the sorts. Does it really change anything afterwards? Nope. I just have to live with the knowledge that sometimes nothing works out the way it should no matter how much it should have or that no matter how much I knew I was right I was still left with nothing.
Well, that’s enough of that.
The trials and tribulations of not having a job continue. Sleeping in has its advantages.
It’s been six months now since the split between me and the ex. I can’t believe that the time has passed so quickly. Yes, I still think of her but it’s more in the line of how much she was just a whore or how she missed out and that in the end she’ll be more miserable. My pining ended long ago. Don’t get me wrong though, I do still think we would have made a brilliant couple. That I can’t deny. More so than she and her (alleged) homosexual husband.
Since I no longer work it means I no longer have health insurance, which means I no longer have a shrink. But, that’s okay. I’ve realized that no matter how much I know I’m right in this situation, it doesn’t and won’t change anything. It’s like when someone takes revenge on someone and ends up taking their life or something of the sorts. Does it really change anything afterwards? Nope. I just have to live with the knowledge that sometimes nothing works out the way it should no matter how much it should have or that no matter how much I knew I was right I was still left with nothing.
Well, that’s enough of that.
The trials and tribulations of not having a job continue. Sleeping in has its advantages.
Friday, April 07, 2006
MySpace?
So I'm on MySpace now, though I'm not going to give you my URL for it. I am, however, going to share a project I worked on. I was the still photographer for a movie shoot called THE DANNY MCKAY PROJECT. Click on the linky:
So check it out - join if you want.. if you know me you can join my friends. If not, you can guess and join everyone who's a friend of the DMP.
So check it out - join if you want.. if you know me you can join my friends. If not, you can guess and join everyone who's a friend of the DMP.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Two days into being jobless
Two days into not having a job and I’m more busy now than I was when I was working. This is what happens when you go from your real job to your “other” job.
I walked away from my boring, useless job and turned to something that is scary, new and not stable. And it passes the day a lot better than any job I’ve ever had. I can’t keep up. I find myself juggling so many things, calling and emailing so many people and trying to keep track of everything without having to backtrack for an hour. I managed to email a few different people the same thing because I couldn’t remember if I had contacted these people earlier in the day.
I’ve never had to be this organized before. Now, I find that I can’t do anything unless I’m more organized.
I’m calling publicists, writers and promoters. I’m calling the people who run the Arclight, AFI and the representatives of Tribeca. I’m shooting the shit with people who work for the most famous people on the planet and hoping I can get a screening of their movies after it all. It’s all very new to me.
It’s all very scary.
But I like it.
I’m learning something new every day and I find myself becoming excited. At the end of the day I’ve juggled so many things and pushed something from Point A to Point B. I got complimented from someone I’ve never met but have jumped through hoops to get her what she wanted just so that she’ll work for me in the future.
And just last week, I was working a cushy 40-hour workweek sitting on my ass surfing the Net. Today, I hardly have time to shit.
And in the end, I’m no longer trapped by the 40-hour workload. I’m no longer trapped being told what to do by stupid people who are running the company I worked for into the ground. I’m no longer worried about running into that faggot husband of the Ex whom I hold more hatred for than anything on the planet.
And, in the end, I hold just one thought that keeps me grounded. This thought?
Just what the fuck AM I doing??!
I walked away from my boring, useless job and turned to something that is scary, new and not stable. And it passes the day a lot better than any job I’ve ever had. I can’t keep up. I find myself juggling so many things, calling and emailing so many people and trying to keep track of everything without having to backtrack for an hour. I managed to email a few different people the same thing because I couldn’t remember if I had contacted these people earlier in the day.
I’ve never had to be this organized before. Now, I find that I can’t do anything unless I’m more organized.
I’m calling publicists, writers and promoters. I’m calling the people who run the Arclight, AFI and the representatives of Tribeca. I’m shooting the shit with people who work for the most famous people on the planet and hoping I can get a screening of their movies after it all. It’s all very new to me.
It’s all very scary.
But I like it.
I’m learning something new every day and I find myself becoming excited. At the end of the day I’ve juggled so many things and pushed something from Point A to Point B. I got complimented from someone I’ve never met but have jumped through hoops to get her what she wanted just so that she’ll work for me in the future.
And just last week, I was working a cushy 40-hour workweek sitting on my ass surfing the Net. Today, I hardly have time to shit.
And in the end, I’m no longer trapped by the 40-hour workload. I’m no longer trapped being told what to do by stupid people who are running the company I worked for into the ground. I’m no longer worried about running into that faggot husband of the Ex whom I hold more hatred for than anything on the planet.
And, in the end, I hold just one thought that keeps me grounded. This thought?
Just what the fuck AM I doing??!
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