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Dispatches from Bored Central

Here’s a little tidbit: Don’t take the yellow sinus pills when you’re at work. Especially on an empty stomach. Because when they kick in, you’re going to feel like you’re tripping balls. And when you stand up, you might stumble. And the people who work with you might wonder if you’re drunk. And for the rest of the night everything you touch will feel soft and everything you see will look like you’re viewing it…

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The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse

I was so looking forward to usual Saturday outing to El Mezcal, but Phil’s working late and here I am killing time until he gets here. But the clock’s ticking and I have to leave for work at 3. I need chips and salsa. STAT. So let’s kill some time, shall we? Here’s an excellent column in the Scene that pretty much sums up the inner turmoil I’m feeling over Islam right now. I want…

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My mind says Rock Hudson, but my body says Doris Day

How could I have guessed that my inaugural Audioblog post would rally the Satanists? It’s too funny to take down, even though I do sound, like Tamara said, bored and miserable. That’s a fun little tool, there. Bravo to the tech wizards who came up with that and made it free. Just imagine all the neat Audioblogs I could post if I actually went anywhere and did anything! Speaking of going and doing, Phil and…

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Don’t forget to breathe

Jamie came over and we all ate grilled lemon pepper chicken. I chopped mine up and put it in a salad and felf halfway self-sufficient. Halfway, since I didn’t cook the chicken; all I did was open the bag of pre-made salad. But I’ve been helping out with the cooking more than usual lately. I figure it’s high time I learned how to feed myself. I mean, I’ve been out of a high chair for…

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Making Easy Money, Pimpin’ Hoes In Style

Tonight I was told that’s what ‘Memphis’ stands for. Never heard it in my life. But Phil, it seems, is up on the Orange Mound/Dirty South/rap subculture to a greater degree than I am and he was kind enough to impart this morsel to me. So what does ‘Nashville’ stand for? Turns out that PitW beat me to the ‘Menace’ headline. Andy Dick is a funny bastard. The new “Surreal Life” is buzzing in the…

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Dennis the menace

Hurricane’s a’comin’. It’s dark here and we’re under flood and tropical storm watches. Has any news organization made the aforementioned obvious reference? I sure hope not. It’s tempting, I know. I was up ’til 5 this morning playing the “Space Colony” demo. Now that I’ve finished it, I’ll probably have to buy the game. I have a real weakness for things that involve sitting on my ass. If I can help it, I’ll stay in…

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About London

I’m deeply sorry for those who have lost someone or been hurt themselves in this latest act of unconscionable violence. But this whole sequence of events is far more complex than I’ll ever fully grasp. I know that. So I’m not going to talk policy or say “I told you so, Bushies!” because that seems foul, even if that’s how I’m inclined to feel. I’ve all but lost hope that we’ll get out of this…

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You shouldn’t think what you’re feeling

• I don’t call my friends enough.• The strawberries from Schnuck’s are divine and most likely genetically engineered. • Things keep blowing up and people keep dying. But on the whole people are strong.• Checking my computer for viruses is taking forever; I hope my being on the internet doesn’t hinder the progress.• The CA’s publisher resigned today and is headed for the San Francisco Examiner.• In an unrelated coincidence, I joined the union today.•…

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