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Sunday, November 30, 2003
A tale of ages long ago
Hey, I just went back and put all my site's blog-style updates into blogger format going way back to like July of 2000. I've had this website for a longue time! It's an interesting read if you've got the stomach/time for it. Just head to the Archives.
posted by Christopher at 2:46 PM 
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Quintuple
Yesterday (Saturday) I put up the Christmas lights on the outside of the house. Just one string across the front, but it's a start. Just wait; I'm gonna be one of those people who spends an entire week just putting up Christmas decorations. Oddly, I'm the only one to have done it so far in the entire neighborhood.
Brandy stopped by and thankfully took me out of the house to Target so she could buy presents for people (not me). Then we went down to Olympia and I bought her a slice at Old School Pizza down there (in return for her having bought me a slice last week). I'd like to give a shout-out to Brandy. Yo.
Fools Play was a pretty good show. It ran kinda long (the full two hours), but it was a special episode (the Thanksgiving Special) so I guess that's okay. In good news, there was actually a very big audience for this show, and several new people. All seemed to enjoy it, so let's hope this trend continues. Let's quintuple our audience every week!
Brandy stopped by and thankfully took me out of the house to Target so she could buy presents for people (not me). Then we went down to Olympia and I bought her a slice at Old School Pizza down there (in return for her having bought me a slice last week). I'd like to give a shout-out to Brandy. Yo.
Fools Play was a pretty good show. It ran kinda long (the full two hours), but it was a special episode (the Thanksgiving Special) so I guess that's okay. In good news, there was actually a very big audience for this show, and several new people. All seemed to enjoy it, so let's hope this trend continues. Let's quintuple our audience every week!
posted by Christopher at 1:59 PM
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Friday, November 28, 2003
Winding road
Mornings are definitely the worst time of the day for me.
On Wednesday evening Ms. O'Reilly stopped by suddenly to drop off a present for Carrie: a big wreath that we'll hang on our door as soon as we get something with which we can hang it on our door. Brandy also stopped by after having dinner with her dad to pick up the food she had left here.
Thanksgiving morning Brandy stopped by around 9:30 and then the three of us drove (in Brandy's car) over to Krissy's house for bloody marys and mimosas. Then we all went to the new store and decorated. Well, actually Devon and I (and later Geoff and I) decorated. Everyone else was in the back; I'm not quite sure what they were doing. Geoff picked up Brandy, so I ended up driving Brandy's car back here.
I went to the folks' place a couple hours later. Mike showed me everything he's done on the Fools Play Website in the last month or so. This website is so going to kick ass. If you remember (and liked) the first version of Fools Play Island, you're gonna really love this version.
Then we watched some of the extended Two Towers before dinner. There was that shrimp/cream cheese thing with Wheat Thins out, and I ate much too much of it for the current size of my stomach, so that come dinnertime I didn't eat nearly as much as I had hoped I would.
Rachel came by after dinner and I went crazy, horribly but enthusiastically singing Christmas songs with a maniacal smile on my face. We watched an episode of Queer Eye on tape (that was the third time I'd seen that particular episode), and then I came back home, where I found Brandy waiting for the car key I had taken with me (oops). Naw, she's only been here like 15 minutes by the time I got back. Carrie & I immediately went to bed and I gave her many of the leftovers I had brought home.
On Wednesday evening Ms. O'Reilly stopped by suddenly to drop off a present for Carrie: a big wreath that we'll hang on our door as soon as we get something with which we can hang it on our door. Brandy also stopped by after having dinner with her dad to pick up the food she had left here.
Thanksgiving morning Brandy stopped by around 9:30 and then the three of us drove (in Brandy's car) over to Krissy's house for bloody marys and mimosas. Then we all went to the new store and decorated. Well, actually Devon and I (and later Geoff and I) decorated. Everyone else was in the back; I'm not quite sure what they were doing. Geoff picked up Brandy, so I ended up driving Brandy's car back here.
I went to the folks' place a couple hours later. Mike showed me everything he's done on the Fools Play Website in the last month or so. This website is so going to kick ass. If you remember (and liked) the first version of Fools Play Island, you're gonna really love this version.
Then we watched some of the extended Two Towers before dinner. There was that shrimp/cream cheese thing with Wheat Thins out, and I ate much too much of it for the current size of my stomach, so that come dinnertime I didn't eat nearly as much as I had hoped I would.
Rachel came by after dinner and I went crazy, horribly but enthusiastically singing Christmas songs with a maniacal smile on my face. We watched an episode of Queer Eye on tape (that was the third time I'd seen that particular episode), and then I came back home, where I found Brandy waiting for the car key I had taken with me (oops). Naw, she's only been here like 15 minutes by the time I got back. Carrie & I immediately went to bed and I gave her many of the leftovers I had brought home.
posted by Christopher at 9:37 AM
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Wednesday, November 26, 2003
As Jackie Chan would say...
Yesterday was not a good day. My mind would not shut the f#@k up as I put it in yesterday's entry. It kept on spinning and spinning out these endless conversations that never took place, that I wanted to take place, that I hoped would never take place, endless scenarios simultaneously bad, horrible, scary, etc. And since I'm in the depressed condition I'm in right now, all this crap went straight to my heart as if it had actually happened.
As Jackie Chan would say (in the Jackie Chan Adventures cartoon), "Bad day! Bad day!"
I'd better have an appetite back by tomorrow. Don't want to miss out on Thanksgiving! I have a feeling getting together with my family will help me immensely anyway. Well, most of them.
I feel really bad for Carrie having to be with me while I go through this, though. It ain't rightly fair to her; it's not like she done something wrong. It's all me, baby!
I started feeling better in the evening after spending some time doing my horrible imitation of meditation and then watching Austin Powers on the tele, and then some Jackie Chan Adventures while Carrie was off teaching. The day definitely ended better than it began.
Speaking of Jackie Chan adventures, I have to repeat this horrible, horrifying joke that they had in this episode: Chan and the baddies are fighting in a room with a lot of antiques (of course). At one point the baddies throw a big urn at Jackie, and he catches it and puts it down, then scolds the baddies, "Careful! Babylonian urn!"
Baddie 1 turns to Baddie 2: "What's a Babylonian urn?"
Baddie 2 replies, "I dunno. Probably more than we do."
I roared out loud with indignant disgust at such a pun on my television.
As Jackie Chan would say (in the Jackie Chan Adventures cartoon), "Bad day! Bad day!"
I'd better have an appetite back by tomorrow. Don't want to miss out on Thanksgiving! I have a feeling getting together with my family will help me immensely anyway. Well, most of them.
I feel really bad for Carrie having to be with me while I go through this, though. It ain't rightly fair to her; it's not like she done something wrong. It's all me, baby!
I started feeling better in the evening after spending some time doing my horrible imitation of meditation and then watching Austin Powers on the tele, and then some Jackie Chan Adventures while Carrie was off teaching. The day definitely ended better than it began.
Speaking of Jackie Chan adventures, I have to repeat this horrible, horrifying joke that they had in this episode: Chan and the baddies are fighting in a room with a lot of antiques (of course). At one point the baddies throw a big urn at Jackie, and he catches it and puts it down, then scolds the baddies, "Careful! Babylonian urn!"
Baddie 1 turns to Baddie 2: "What's a Babylonian urn?"
Baddie 2 replies, "I dunno. Probably more than we do."
I roared out loud with indignant disgust at such a pun on my television.
posted by Christopher at 10:26 AM
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Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Some days are better than others
Well, what to say... I didn't eat on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, really. A few bites here and there. Some Jell-O. Some beef broth.
Saturday was a really good day. I went down to Oly early and had dinner (well, half a slice of pizza) with Brandy. The show itself was pretty fantastic. We're doing really good work recently, so it's kind of frustrating that the audience is so small.
Yesterday was Carrie's 26th Birthday. She had to work, but then after work we got takeout from Rock Pasta, then Brandy came over and the three of us went shopping at Big Lots, Cost Plus, and Target. Then we came home and a handful of people (Gary, Geoff, Christine, Steph, Melissa, Devon) came over to hang out for a couple hours. I actually ate quite a bit of food (especially the Rock Pasta stuff—Thunder Road), but probably ate a bit too much for not having eating for three days.
The mornings are the roughest. But I think I may have turned a corner. My mind is coming back, although sometimes I can't shut it the f#@k up.
I don't like being alone in this house. Isn't that crazy? I'm not comfortable being alone with myself. I used to love being alone with myself.
I may have turned the corner, but I'm not sure I can see the Light at the End of the Tunnel yet.
Some days are better than others.
Saturday was a really good day. I went down to Oly early and had dinner (well, half a slice of pizza) with Brandy. The show itself was pretty fantastic. We're doing really good work recently, so it's kind of frustrating that the audience is so small.
Yesterday was Carrie's 26th Birthday. She had to work, but then after work we got takeout from Rock Pasta, then Brandy came over and the three of us went shopping at Big Lots, Cost Plus, and Target. Then we came home and a handful of people (Gary, Geoff, Christine, Steph, Melissa, Devon) came over to hang out for a couple hours. I actually ate quite a bit of food (especially the Rock Pasta stuff—Thunder Road), but probably ate a bit too much for not having eating for three days.
The mornings are the roughest. But I think I may have turned a corner. My mind is coming back, although sometimes I can't shut it the f#@k up.
I don't like being alone in this house. Isn't that crazy? I'm not comfortable being alone with myself. I used to love being alone with myself.
I may have turned the corner, but I'm not sure I can see the Light at the End of the Tunnel yet.
Some days are better than others.
posted by Christopher at 9:25 AM
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Thursday, November 20, 2003
It's snowing as I type this.
I have a huge wound inside my lower lip from repeated forceful biting (by myself to myself). It's seriously like the size of a dime and horribly gross, and it's sore as hell.
Yesterday (Wednesday) evening I went up to Espinoza Manor and hung out with Mike T., Sandy, Brandy, and Mathias. When I got up there they all wanted to go out to dinner. I of course had already eaten (I made shrimp skewers with peanut sauce for me and Carrie), so as far as where to go, it doesn't matter to Gambit. We ended up going to a place on Capitol Hill that apparently has really good, cheap breakfasts at breakfast time. This was dinner, and unbeknown to all, the place turns into a pretty fancy, pricey restaurant at dinnertime.
After dinner we went across the street to QFC because apparently earlier in the evening someone had mentioned something about buying ice cream, and it was two-for-one at QFC that day. Well, when we got inside it turned out that everybody who wanted ice cream apparently changed their mind and mike threw a fake fit about it.
On the way back to the manor we swung by Krispy Kreme to buy donuts. We ended up each getting two free ones while we were standing around.
Things started winding down when we got back, and we ended up just watching Mike T. play Grand Theft Auto III (which he had just gotten) for a while. I started to get sleepy right when Geoff showed up so I didn't get to see him much at all.
It's snowing as I type this.
There's a lot of things I have to work through.
Yesterday (Wednesday) evening I went up to Espinoza Manor and hung out with Mike T., Sandy, Brandy, and Mathias. When I got up there they all wanted to go out to dinner. I of course had already eaten (I made shrimp skewers with peanut sauce for me and Carrie), so as far as where to go, it doesn't matter to Gambit. We ended up going to a place on Capitol Hill that apparently has really good, cheap breakfasts at breakfast time. This was dinner, and unbeknown to all, the place turns into a pretty fancy, pricey restaurant at dinnertime.
After dinner we went across the street to QFC because apparently earlier in the evening someone had mentioned something about buying ice cream, and it was two-for-one at QFC that day. Well, when we got inside it turned out that everybody who wanted ice cream apparently changed their mind and mike threw a fake fit about it.
On the way back to the manor we swung by Krispy Kreme to buy donuts. We ended up each getting two free ones while we were standing around.
Things started winding down when we got back, and we ended up just watching Mike T. play Grand Theft Auto III (which he had just gotten) for a while. I started to get sleepy right when Geoff showed up so I didn't get to see him much at all.
It's snowing as I type this.
There's a lot of things I have to work through.
posted by Christopher at 11:10 AM
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Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Grrr...
I cannot get this freakin' sinking feeling out of the pit of my stummy.
Yesterday I made another handout for a Bead Factory class. I've made over $200 just designing handouts this month so far. I think that was probably my last one, so now I might be able to focus on Bead Factory website stuff.
Brandy came over while Carrie was teaching class. We went out and did some shopping at the mall and Target.
I'll get back to you later. Grrr....
Yesterday I made another handout for a Bead Factory class. I've made over $200 just designing handouts this month so far. I think that was probably my last one, so now I might be able to focus on Bead Factory website stuff.
Brandy came over while Carrie was teaching class. We went out and did some shopping at the mall and Target.
I'll get back to you later. Grrr....
posted by Christopher at 10:22 AM
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Oops! You're racist.
This is one of the better articles I've read on this website: Oops! You're racist.
posted by Christopher at 7:55 AM
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Tuesday, November 18, 2003
God, the heat sounds so good...
Some guy from Arizona just bought an ANGRY BEEF T-shirt. I like it when people do that. Arizona... makes me think of that Wastelanders song called Arizona.
I wonder what I can do to get ANGRY BEEF to take off as a national phenomenon? I'd really like for that to happen.
Anyhoo.
I wonder what I can do to get ANGRY BEEF to take off as a national phenomenon? I'd really like for that to happen.
Anyhoo.
posted by Christopher at 10:17 AM
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Lights !
I didn't have any tapes yesterday (Monday), so instead I spent the day cleaning: moving empty boxes to the garage, doing dishes, that kind of things. Oh, I also swung by Goodwill on the way home from dropping off/picking up tapes (which I did at the same time—I arrived just when the courier was there) and dropped off a couple boxes of stuff. Maybe next time we drop off stuff there we should get a receipt so I can claim it on my taxes. Any little bit helps. I also swung by Fred Meyer and made a key to the Ford. And get this: it actually works! Now I finally (after three years) have my own key to the Ford.
Carrie had a split shift 'cause she was teaching Beaded Gifts in the evening, and she needed me to re-do her handout some. I'm making more money doing handouts this month than anything else.
Fajitas for dinner. At least they were supposed to be fajitas, but the tortillas we bought at Trader Joe's turned out not to be so much like several tortillas as one giant, thick tortilla that we couldn't separate into individual regular tortillas. They wuz all stuck together.
I completely cleaned out the dining room. There is not a single box in it. I also finished up washing all the dishes, so we're pretty much cleaned up in two out of six rooms. Doesn't sound so good when I put it like that.
Last night Carrie & I both had trouble sleeping. We just weren't terribly sleepy. We were tired but not sleepy. You know what I mean. After we finally managed to get to sleep, she woke up suddenly at like around 2:00 because she sensed that the TV was no longer on. Why not? Power outage, baby! We investigated and discovered that the entire house was out, so it wasn't likely just a fuse. It was crazy windy, so we figured that that might have something to do with it. Upon further investigation we discovered that our house was the only one on the block (or any nearby blocks) that had lost power, so that was just confusing. Carrie had a lot of trouble falling back asleep after that (Me? Not so much), but the power eventually came back on of its own accord and then she was able to sleep some more. So she didn't have a very good night, sleep-wise.
The phone rang around 7:00 this morning. The carpet people are gwine t'come over and finish doing their job. They're coming between 9:30 and 10:00. That's in about 15 minutes. A'ight. Peace ou-iiiiii.
Carrie had a split shift 'cause she was teaching Beaded Gifts in the evening, and she needed me to re-do her handout some. I'm making more money doing handouts this month than anything else.
Fajitas for dinner. At least they were supposed to be fajitas, but the tortillas we bought at Trader Joe's turned out not to be so much like several tortillas as one giant, thick tortilla that we couldn't separate into individual regular tortillas. They wuz all stuck together.
I completely cleaned out the dining room. There is not a single box in it. I also finished up washing all the dishes, so we're pretty much cleaned up in two out of six rooms. Doesn't sound so good when I put it like that.
Last night Carrie & I both had trouble sleeping. We just weren't terribly sleepy. We were tired but not sleepy. You know what I mean. After we finally managed to get to sleep, she woke up suddenly at like around 2:00 because she sensed that the TV was no longer on. Why not? Power outage, baby! We investigated and discovered that the entire house was out, so it wasn't likely just a fuse. It was crazy windy, so we figured that that might have something to do with it. Upon further investigation we discovered that our house was the only one on the block (or any nearby blocks) that had lost power, so that was just confusing. Carrie had a lot of trouble falling back asleep after that (Me? Not so much), but the power eventually came back on of its own accord and then she was able to sleep some more. So she didn't have a very good night, sleep-wise.
The phone rang around 7:00 this morning. The carpet people are gwine t'come over and finish doing their job. They're coming between 9:30 and 10:00. That's in about 15 minutes. A'ight. Peace ou-iiiiii.
posted by Christopher at 9:17 AM
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Monday, November 17, 2003
Three-dollar wine
Yesterday (Sunday) morning Carrie & I went up to Trader Joe's and stocked up on a whole bunch of goodness for to eat. This may sound weird, but it was really great just hanging out with Carrie in any capacity, even just going grocery shopping. We made a pizza and at it for lunch together, too.
I went to practice, and for like the first time in a seemingly long time everyone was there. We did some music stuff, too, which was plenny coo'.
Anyway, when I was driving to practice the Ford ('cause Carrie needed the Toyota) seemed a little weird, like it was leaning to one side more than the other. Mike Tanner got to practice late, and when he walked in he told me that it looked like I had a flat. Well, it wasn't quite a flat, but it was plenny low, I tell you what. Geoff had some puncture repair goop, so after practice he jammed that in my tire, then I drove to a gas station and refilled it with air. Well, actually I drove to two gas stations. The first one didn't have an air station.
When I got home Carrie had a beautiful dinner of kielbasa sausage cooked with onions and garlic in a sundried tomato torte, and orange squash, with a bottle of Trader Joe's three-dollar red wine. It was wonderful. She had also unpacked all the boxes in the kitchen and washed almost every single dirty dish therein.
I had a couple of tapes to do in the evening (I did one and put off the other until this morning). Carrie and Brandy were gonna head over to the warehouse and clean it up, but traffic (not to mention weather) was so bad coming over the mountains that it took Brandy a long, long time to make it back from Pullman, so she was plenny tired. She has to do split duty today, working at the store and then watching the kids.
Carrie and I both had gas from all the garlic (although mine didn't kick in nearly as much as hers until this morning), and we both kinda had headaches. We think it was from drinking too much three-dollar wine and not enough water at the same time.
My stummy is still a little tight. We'll see what I can do about that.
I went to practice, and for like the first time in a seemingly long time everyone was there. We did some music stuff, too, which was plenny coo'.
Anyway, when I was driving to practice the Ford ('cause Carrie needed the Toyota) seemed a little weird, like it was leaning to one side more than the other. Mike Tanner got to practice late, and when he walked in he told me that it looked like I had a flat. Well, it wasn't quite a flat, but it was plenny low, I tell you what. Geoff had some puncture repair goop, so after practice he jammed that in my tire, then I drove to a gas station and refilled it with air. Well, actually I drove to two gas stations. The first one didn't have an air station.
When I got home Carrie had a beautiful dinner of kielbasa sausage cooked with onions and garlic in a sundried tomato torte, and orange squash, with a bottle of Trader Joe's three-dollar red wine. It was wonderful. She had also unpacked all the boxes in the kitchen and washed almost every single dirty dish therein.
I had a couple of tapes to do in the evening (I did one and put off the other until this morning). Carrie and Brandy were gonna head over to the warehouse and clean it up, but traffic (not to mention weather) was so bad coming over the mountains that it took Brandy a long, long time to make it back from Pullman, so she was plenny tired. She has to do split duty today, working at the store and then watching the kids.
Carrie and I both had gas from all the garlic (although mine didn't kick in nearly as much as hers until this morning), and we both kinda had headaches. We think it was from drinking too much three-dollar wine and not enough water at the same time.
My stummy is still a little tight. We'll see what I can do about that.
posted by Christopher at 9:07 AM
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Sunday, November 16, 2003
Cannibalistic, Humanoid, Underground...
I was just sitting on the toilet taking my sweet time about it, and in the bedroom Carrie had an episode of Angel on. I wasn't really paying attention, but apparently there were some things that were coming out from underground and eating people. Well, Wesley was examining something and said, "They appear to be humanoid."
Gunn cried out in alarm, "You mean we're dealing with Cannibalistic Humanoid underground Dwellers!?"
To which I, filled with delight that Angel would include such a good reference, began shouting out, "C.H.U.D.s! C.H.U.D.s! Yaaaay!"
Carrie walked into the bedroom. "Are you all right?"
Gunn cried out in alarm, "You mean we're dealing with Cannibalistic Humanoid underground Dwellers!?"
To which I, filled with delight that Angel would include such a good reference, began shouting out, "C.H.U.D.s! C.H.U.D.s! Yaaaay!"
Carrie walked into the bedroom. "Are you all right?"
posted by Christopher at 10:46 PM
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Geek Chic
I saw this on Wil Wheaton's blog and decided to give it a try. I got the same answer he did:
You're Geek Chic. Offbeat and with a thumbful of
calluses, you spend most of your time catching
Simpsons reruns and sucking down raspberry
Jell-O. However, you're still a hipster,
you've still got your own style, and you
probably dig the Velvet Underground's "Who
Loves the Sun?"
What Kind of Hipster Are You?
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You're Geek Chic. Offbeat and with a thumbful of
calluses, you spend most of your time catching
Simpsons reruns and sucking down raspberry
Jell-O. However, you're still a hipster,
you've still got your own style, and you
probably dig the Velvet Underground's "Who
Loves the Sun?"
What Kind of Hipster Are You?
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posted by Christopher at 12:57 PM
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A little better
Followup: That bad dream I mentioned yesterday went like this:
Around noon I ran a secret errand for my mom and then swung over to Gig Harbor to see Carrie and Lisa and Christine at Christine's house show. It was really, really great. Their house is amazing (they're freaking rich), and it was really the first time since we moved in that Carrie & I actually got to be, you know, "Carrie & I" instead of Carrie and then also me. We actually hung out for an hour and neither of us had anything we had to be doing or anyplace else we had to be. It was wonderful.
I came home and moved all the boxes from the dining room back into the office in a much more organized way so that they're pretty much just all up against the walls now. Feels a lot better in here.
That dream with Brandy had been bugging me all day so I called her up to make sure that it wasn't, you know, some kind of psychic dream that meant something bad had actually happened to her. I left a message and she called back a couple minutes later to reassure me that she was fine and dandy, and was relaxing in a bay window while other people in Pullman cooked for her. Sounded nice. I was glad to hear from her that she was okay; I don't like having dreams where bad things happened to loved ones.
Anyhoo, Fools Play was a fantastic amount of fun. It was just Me, my brother, and my other brother Geoff doing "Fools Play Biography." We told true stories and then the other people acted them out in funny ways. I told the story of my college freshman roomate Dave, "The Jock What Wished He Were a Nerd." The scene turned into a vomit fest. Then I told the story about how in high school I had a paperclip in the lapel of my trenchcoat and that Jenny really hated it there and kept on trying to get it out. That scene turned into a "Smallville" that ended up with the two of us dry-humping. Then at the end of the night we all told stories about our influences that led up to us doing Fools Play. Mike talked about "Chris Creatures" and we did an "Odd Cuppo" episode. Geoff talked about all the songs we made up as kids, and we sang them for the audience. Then it was my turn, and I decided to talk about the "Star Trek Tapes" and we enacted one live on stage. It was called "Planet of Foam" and like any good episode it had Riker being beaten by a blinded Jordi, Worf being irregular, and O'Brien going beam-happy. Data also sampled a MacDonald's commercial, and arranged with O'Brien to beam a thermonuclear device into the Enterprise, blowing it up to end the episode. We even did the "Next time on Star Trek: The Next Generation" schtick.
It was a really, really fun show, but basically nobody showed up for it. Tiny audience, which was disappointing.
Then I came home to Carrie and went to bed. I still felt kinda weird, and my stummy was still acting up.
Carrie & I were in this big, square office/govermental/school type building that had a big, wide hall that ran all the way around the outside of it. Brandy was also somewhere in the building we knew (I think we might have seen her earlier in the dream or something). Anyway, we round a corner in the hall and Brandy is there, and it looks like she's just gotten off her cell phone with someone, and she is out-of-control crying, like the worst thing in the world just happened. So we rush over to her, but she doesn't want to talk about it in public with all these people around.Being fed up with the mesiness in this office, I moved all the boxes out to the dining room, and then moved the office loveseat up against the wall where it belongs. That's much better.
So carrie turns to me and says, "Let's take her back to our trailer."
See, for some reason out in the parking lot of this big building Carrie & I had a movie-set style trailer. So we figured we would hustle Brandy back there and figure out what was wrong and see if there was anything we could do about it.
Well, when we got to the trailer there were these two guys inside who said that they knew us, and that in fact we let them into the trailer. I don't know where my dream brain pulled these two guys from; I've never seen them in real life unless maybe they were extras in a movie or something. Anyway, Brandy still didn't want to talk 'cause these two guys were there, and she was just crying and crying and crying and it was very upsetting.
That's about the time I woke up.
Around noon I ran a secret errand for my mom and then swung over to Gig Harbor to see Carrie and Lisa and Christine at Christine's house show. It was really, really great. Their house is amazing (they're freaking rich), and it was really the first time since we moved in that Carrie & I actually got to be, you know, "Carrie & I" instead of Carrie and then also me. We actually hung out for an hour and neither of us had anything we had to be doing or anyplace else we had to be. It was wonderful.
I came home and moved all the boxes from the dining room back into the office in a much more organized way so that they're pretty much just all up against the walls now. Feels a lot better in here.
That dream with Brandy had been bugging me all day so I called her up to make sure that it wasn't, you know, some kind of psychic dream that meant something bad had actually happened to her. I left a message and she called back a couple minutes later to reassure me that she was fine and dandy, and was relaxing in a bay window while other people in Pullman cooked for her. Sounded nice. I was glad to hear from her that she was okay; I don't like having dreams where bad things happened to loved ones.
Anyhoo, Fools Play was a fantastic amount of fun. It was just Me, my brother, and my other brother Geoff doing "Fools Play Biography." We told true stories and then the other people acted them out in funny ways. I told the story of my college freshman roomate Dave, "The Jock What Wished He Were a Nerd." The scene turned into a vomit fest. Then I told the story about how in high school I had a paperclip in the lapel of my trenchcoat and that Jenny really hated it there and kept on trying to get it out. That scene turned into a "Smallville" that ended up with the two of us dry-humping. Then at the end of the night we all told stories about our influences that led up to us doing Fools Play. Mike talked about "Chris Creatures" and we did an "Odd Cuppo" episode. Geoff talked about all the songs we made up as kids, and we sang them for the audience. Then it was my turn, and I decided to talk about the "Star Trek Tapes" and we enacted one live on stage. It was called "Planet of Foam" and like any good episode it had Riker being beaten by a blinded Jordi, Worf being irregular, and O'Brien going beam-happy. Data also sampled a MacDonald's commercial, and arranged with O'Brien to beam a thermonuclear device into the Enterprise, blowing it up to end the episode. We even did the "Next time on Star Trek: The Next Generation" schtick.
It was a really, really fun show, but basically nobody showed up for it. Tiny audience, which was disappointing.
Then I came home to Carrie and went to bed. I still felt kinda weird, and my stummy was still acting up.
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Saturday, November 15, 2003
Weird place
Yesterday (Friday) I had to get up early because for some reason I just couldn't get to work on Thursday. So I had to finish all my work before 8:00, which meant I got up around 6:30. That's okay, 'cause Carrie also had to get up crazy early to get ready for the second day of the Regence show.
I dropped my tapes off then stopped by Fred Meyer's on the way home. They have all their Christmas stuff up now. It made me want to buy it all and just decorate the whole house, but can't do that 'til after Thanksgiving. I am, however, listening to the Charlie Brown Christmas album in the car.
I watched the second half of the extended version of The Fellowship of the Ring in the afternoon, and Carrie came home from the show shortly after it ended. I had put a call in to Brandy earlier in the day to see what she was doing after work, 'cause originally I wuz gwine t'go to the N.M.V..GP..TS show at Hells' Kitchen, but their website said it were cancelled, so I had nothing to do in the evening. She called me back to tell me that she was heading over to Pullman in the evening (I thought she wuz gwine t'leave Saturday morning) so couldn't hang out.
The lovely Christine stopped by to pick up a class handout that I'd modified for her. I cooked hamburgers for dinner. Then almost immediately afterwards Brandy called to say that she'd decided not to go up tonight after all, and was wondering if we'd had dinner yet 'cause she was starving. I told her that I'd just made hamburgers, but that she should come over anyway and eat our food 'cause she'd bought pizza that one night, and she bought my movie tickets at least once, and it was the least we could do. So she came over and hung out while we watched Bring it On, and I cooked her a burger as well.
It was great hanging out with my two fave ladies, but after Brandy left I kinda felt a little bit o' the upset stomach. I thought it was 'cause I had drunk an entire glass of water way too quickly, and indeed it seemed to settle down as the night went on. But then after Carrie and I went to bed I had a dream that wasn't all that bad but really disturbed me and made me feel all weird. Carrie had to get up at like 5:00 so we set the alarm for 4:30, and after she got up I couldn't fall back asleep 'cause I felt all weird and my stummy is still all upset, so I hung out with her for an hour and a half or so while she finished up getting ready for the show at Christine Lutsch's house today.
I feel like I'm in a weird place right now, like borderline weepy. Like the slightest thing is just gonna make me bust out crying. I think a lot of it is because this house, while I love it, doesn't feel right yet. There are too much many boxes all over the freakin' place, and I don't like being in the bedroom, and I haven't found my place in the house yet. Plus I feel like I haven't seen Carrie hardly at all since we moved in, what with her flying out for shows and teaching classes in the evening and now doing her own shows. Makes me feel kinda lonely, you know?
I'm also still really restless and strangely anxious. Last evening at one point I just had to stand up and flail my arms around for a couple of minutes (it felt good—stretched me out some). I'm living way beyond my means this month, which probably also has a great deal to do with it. Yeah, so I'm in a weird place emotionally today. Lack of sleep plus lack of Carrie plus lack of money plus car-razyily messy house will do that to you I suppose.
I dropped my tapes off then stopped by Fred Meyer's on the way home. They have all their Christmas stuff up now. It made me want to buy it all and just decorate the whole house, but can't do that 'til after Thanksgiving. I am, however, listening to the Charlie Brown Christmas album in the car.
I watched the second half of the extended version of The Fellowship of the Ring in the afternoon, and Carrie came home from the show shortly after it ended. I had put a call in to Brandy earlier in the day to see what she was doing after work, 'cause originally I wuz gwine t'go to the N.M.V..GP..TS show at Hells' Kitchen, but their website said it were cancelled, so I had nothing to do in the evening. She called me back to tell me that she was heading over to Pullman in the evening (I thought she wuz gwine t'leave Saturday morning) so couldn't hang out.
The lovely Christine stopped by to pick up a class handout that I'd modified for her. I cooked hamburgers for dinner. Then almost immediately afterwards Brandy called to say that she'd decided not to go up tonight after all, and was wondering if we'd had dinner yet 'cause she was starving. I told her that I'd just made hamburgers, but that she should come over anyway and eat our food 'cause she'd bought pizza that one night, and she bought my movie tickets at least once, and it was the least we could do. So she came over and hung out while we watched Bring it On, and I cooked her a burger as well.
It was great hanging out with my two fave ladies, but after Brandy left I kinda felt a little bit o' the upset stomach. I thought it was 'cause I had drunk an entire glass of water way too quickly, and indeed it seemed to settle down as the night went on. But then after Carrie and I went to bed I had a dream that wasn't all that bad but really disturbed me and made me feel all weird. Carrie had to get up at like 5:00 so we set the alarm for 4:30, and after she got up I couldn't fall back asleep 'cause I felt all weird and my stummy is still all upset, so I hung out with her for an hour and a half or so while she finished up getting ready for the show at Christine Lutsch's house today.
I feel like I'm in a weird place right now, like borderline weepy. Like the slightest thing is just gonna make me bust out crying. I think a lot of it is because this house, while I love it, doesn't feel right yet. There are too much many boxes all over the freakin' place, and I don't like being in the bedroom, and I haven't found my place in the house yet. Plus I feel like I haven't seen Carrie hardly at all since we moved in, what with her flying out for shows and teaching classes in the evening and now doing her own shows. Makes me feel kinda lonely, you know?
I'm also still really restless and strangely anxious. Last evening at one point I just had to stand up and flail my arms around for a couple of minutes (it felt good—stretched me out some). I'm living way beyond my means this month, which probably also has a great deal to do with it. Yeah, so I'm in a weird place emotionally today. Lack of sleep plus lack of Carrie plus lack of money plus car-razyily messy house will do that to you I suppose.
posted by Christopher at 7:28 AM
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Friday, November 14, 2003
Hippy buthdae to mah grammaw
Yesterday (Thursday) was my grandma's birthday, so the whole family minus the one that's in Austrailia went out to dinner at the Olive Pit Garden in Federal Way. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a birthday card for a grandmothe that doesn't make you want to vomit? I had to go to Fred Meyer and then Target to find one (okay, so I went to Target so I could play Kirby's Air Ride and Mario Kart Double Dash). I actually never did find one; I just bought a blank one with a pretty picture, then came home and printed my own message in it on my 'puter.
After dinner Mike and I kept on coming up with hilarious jokes about the Island of Misfit Toys. We think it would be great to create a series of animated shorts (like three to six minutes each) just about the daily lives of these characters. Or at least our versions of them, which only slightly resemble the real versions. An example would be:
After dinner Mike and I kept on coming up with hilarious jokes about the Island of Misfit Toys. We think it would be great to create a series of animated shorts (like three to six minutes each) just about the daily lives of these characters. Or at least our versions of them, which only slightly resemble the real versions. An example would be:
CHARLIE: All right, someone put jelly in my box last night while I was asleep. Gun That Shoots Jelly, I'm looking at you.
GUN: Huh? I never did that. Someone must have pulled my trigger while I was asleep!
CHARLIE: All right, who among us has working hands?
posted by Christopher at 9:16 AM
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Thursday, November 13, 2003
Was there a yesterday?
Was there a yesterday? I'm having trouble (sleepy trouble) remembering.
Hold on, I have to call my old landlord. Okay, there. We're meeting at 9:00 to give back keys and whatnot. Not looking forward to it.
Anyhoo, yesterday I finished all my work very early, so in the afternoon I decided to watch The Limey. Likin' The Limey.
Carrie's class was cancelled so she was home beading all evening. I had this real restless feeling; I felt like there was something kinda important that I wuz s'posed to be doing, but I couldn't figure out what. I took the rest of the "garage" boxes out to the garage, so I'm slowly getting it down to where the only boxes in the living/dining room are living/dining room boxes.
Fantastico is very cute.
Carrie had to get up at like 4:00 to get all her stuff together and go down and setup for a bead show at Regence. 4:00 is much to early for the likes o' me. I slept until 8:00.
Um, yeah. Tha's 'bouts it.
Hold on, I have to call my old landlord. Okay, there. We're meeting at 9:00 to give back keys and whatnot. Not looking forward to it.
Anyhoo, yesterday I finished all my work very early, so in the afternoon I decided to watch The Limey. Likin' The Limey.
Carrie's class was cancelled so she was home beading all evening. I had this real restless feeling; I felt like there was something kinda important that I wuz s'posed to be doing, but I couldn't figure out what. I took the rest of the "garage" boxes out to the garage, so I'm slowly getting it down to where the only boxes in the living/dining room are living/dining room boxes.
Fantastico is very cute.
Carrie had to get up at like 4:00 to get all her stuff together and go down and setup for a bead show at Regence. 4:00 is much to early for the likes o' me. I slept until 8:00.
Um, yeah. Tha's 'bouts it.
posted by Christopher at 8:45 AM
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Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Back in black
I'm back. I simply forgot to update this 'blog on Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Then I wuz guine do it yesterday but all of a sudden my internet connection bonked out! This has happened before, and usually it fixes itself in an hour or so (or if I restart my computer). But this time it was still down when this morning rolled around, so I actually had to call Comcast, and they walked me through this horrendously long, complicated process to get it back up and running again. Car-razy.
Anyway, there are some reviews you should read, including Once Upon a Time in Mexico, Kill Bill, and The Matrix Revolutions.
Saturday Fools Play (Exhibition) was one of the most fun shows in quite a while. We concentrated on keeping the scenes short and simple, and as a result the show had this really faced-paced feel and seemed different from most of our recent shows. We also did an amazing trilogy: "Ah, Allegra" "Oh, no, Allegra" and "Aaargh! Allegra!" It was a tragic love story between Allegra and Ferdinand Fernando, as they loved and fought over decades of war and destruction and the terrible reign of Hitler Moussolini. The final act had babies fighting bees (which had sprung from the belly of a man).
Sunday was practice. Um, yeah. Brandy showed up for the beginning of practice, but Geoff was over an hour and a half late. I had a lot of tapes to do that day.
Monday... what the heck happened Monday other than Carrie coming home? I can't remember. Oh, yes, I can! Neighbor Gary came over to the new house and we watched rasslin'. Oh, and Brandy came by for a lunch-ish meal.
Anyway. So now I'm all caught up on my Movie Reviews, but I had to skip like four movies to do it (including my favorite film on the year so far, Lost in Translation. But that film is so amazing I doubt I could do it justice with, you know, words).
Anyway, there are some reviews you should read, including Once Upon a Time in Mexico, Kill Bill, and The Matrix Revolutions.
Saturday Fools Play (Exhibition) was one of the most fun shows in quite a while. We concentrated on keeping the scenes short and simple, and as a result the show had this really faced-paced feel and seemed different from most of our recent shows. We also did an amazing trilogy: "Ah, Allegra" "Oh, no, Allegra" and "Aaargh! Allegra!" It was a tragic love story between Allegra and Ferdinand Fernando, as they loved and fought over decades of war and destruction and the terrible reign of Hitler Moussolini. The final act had babies fighting bees (which had sprung from the belly of a man).
Sunday was practice. Um, yeah. Brandy showed up for the beginning of practice, but Geoff was over an hour and a half late. I had a lot of tapes to do that day.
Monday... what the heck happened Monday other than Carrie coming home? I can't remember. Oh, yes, I can! Neighbor Gary came over to the new house and we watched rasslin'. Oh, and Brandy came by for a lunch-ish meal.
Anyway. So now I'm all caught up on my Movie Reviews, but I had to skip like four movies to do it (including my favorite film on the year so far, Lost in Translation. But that film is so amazing I doubt I could do it justice with, you know, words).
posted by Christopher at 12:43 PM
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Saturday, November 08, 2003
Still all creeped out
Remember yesterday (Friday) when I said I would write some Movie Reviews? Remember how I also said I was so sleepy? Well, I slept about five hours in the middle of the day instead of typing. So I've got a couple spare hours this afternoon that I can type, so I'm gonna write the Reviews today. Honest injun (racist).
Brandy came over after work, and Geoff arrived a while later. Brandy and I watched Much Ado About Nothing (well, most of it—she came in a little late) on WE. I also caught the first episode of Clone Wars on Cartoon Network. It's pretty crazy how Genndy's art style works for the Star Wars universe.
When Geoff arrived we ordered a pizza and decided to watch a DVD. So I actually found the box with the DVDs in it and we setteld on The Ring because Geoff hadn't seen it yet. Brandy had seen it before, but she was still all creeped out and had to hold my hand and hid in her shirt and stuff. Very cute.
Then I had to sleep in the bed without Carrie. Man, I really don't like it when I'm somewhere and she's somewhere else. I really miss her, and I've got two more frickin' nights to go before she's back!
Brandy came over after work, and Geoff arrived a while later. Brandy and I watched Much Ado About Nothing (well, most of it—she came in a little late) on WE. I also caught the first episode of Clone Wars on Cartoon Network. It's pretty crazy how Genndy's art style works for the Star Wars universe.
When Geoff arrived we ordered a pizza and decided to watch a DVD. So I actually found the box with the DVDs in it and we setteld on The Ring because Geoff hadn't seen it yet. Brandy had seen it before, but she was still all creeped out and had to hold my hand and hid in her shirt and stuff. Very cute.
Then I had to sleep in the bed without Carrie. Man, I really don't like it when I'm somewhere and she's somewhere else. I really miss her, and I've got two more frickin' nights to go before she's back!
posted by Christopher at 12:52 PM
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Friday, November 07, 2003
It's a war. Of the "worlds" type.
Here's something I forgot to mention. On the way driving up to the Halloween party on Halloween last week, they were playing the original War of the Worlds radio broadcast on the radio (of all things). I'd never actually heard it before, and I only got to hear about the first 15 minutes or so of it. But some of the people are so OBVIOUSLY played by Orson Welles that I can't believe anybody would believe it. You know how Orson Welles sounds (The Brain of Pinky and the Brain).
I would really love to hear the entire broadcast.
I would really love to hear the entire broadcast.
posted by Christopher at 10:02 AM
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So freakin' sleepy
I'm so freakin' sleepy and I don't know why.
Carrie left for Houston at like 4:00 this morning... and she left her beads all over the freakin' couch. Next time she goes somewhere she HAS TO CLEAN UP HER STUFF FIRST!
Anyway. Yesterday I drove up to Seattle so that Ed and I could go see a free screening of The Matrix Revolutions on the Imax screen. His mom's company set it all up, but Ed and I ended up being the only two people from his family who could go, and neither of us actually work there.
Sooooo sleepy. Very, very sleepy.
Hey, look, I'm so far way behind on my Movie Reviews that I think i'm just gonna cut my losses. I'll write reviews for Kill Bill and Revolutions today, and any more if I have time, but then I'm just gonna not write reviews for anything that I don't get to just so as I can be caught up. Sorry 'bout that. I also want to write an Article (gasp) this weekend if'n there's time. And if'n I'm not asleep.
Did I mention the sleepy part?
Carrie left for Houston at like 4:00 this morning... and she left her beads all over the freakin' couch. Next time she goes somewhere she HAS TO CLEAN UP HER STUFF FIRST!
Anyway. Yesterday I drove up to Seattle so that Ed and I could go see a free screening of The Matrix Revolutions on the Imax screen. His mom's company set it all up, but Ed and I ended up being the only two people from his family who could go, and neither of us actually work there.
Sooooo sleepy. Very, very sleepy.
Hey, look, I'm so far way behind on my Movie Reviews that I think i'm just gonna cut my losses. I'll write reviews for Kill Bill and Revolutions today, and any more if I have time, but then I'm just gonna not write reviews for anything that I don't get to just so as I can be caught up. Sorry 'bout that. I also want to write an Article (gasp) this weekend if'n there's time. And if'n I'm not asleep.
Did I mention the sleepy part?
posted by Christopher at 9:59 AM
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Thursday, November 06, 2003
There, I've updated the "Of the Month" stuff on the right navbar there. Only five days late!
posted by Christopher at 7:34 AM
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Wednesday, November 05, 2003
So many, many beautiful, beautiful women !
I really like the fact that I live just up the street from where like a dozen drop-dead gorgeous women work.
I thought yesterday (Tuesday) wuz gonna be a pretty much nothing-happening day. I actually did an okay job of working during the first and third segments of my workday (not so much the 2nd...). Carrie had another split shift so I wuz gwine t'clean up some in the evening while she wuz gone. I'll stop typing like that now.
Well, around 5:30 or so I got plenty sleepy and decided to take a nap. Then I got up and went to the bathroom and the phone rang. I got out and checked the message. It was Brandy, wanting to hang out. I did want to hang out with her, but I couldn't call her back because her cell phone was dead 'cause the cutie keeps forgetting to charge it. Well, that funking sucked.
Anyway, a very short while later Carrie called to tell me she was absolutely burning up in the store and needed me to bring her a more warm-weather shirt. Oh, and also buy her a venti decaf iced mocha at the Starbucks on the corner. That's not a problem for me since I am the nicest guy in the whole of existence. So I threw the shirt in the car, drove down to Starbucks, was about to order a coffee when who should walk up to me but Brandy herself. Coincidence? Shut up! Her hair was flipped up all cute and all. So I went and dropped off the shirt and coffee with Carrie, who was desperately struggling with the store's heating system to get it to be not-so-frikkin-hot in there.
Brandy and I came back to the house and just lounged around watching TV for a while. I picked up a ton of garbage that had accumulated in the house and also cleared out the living room. It looks almost like a real goddam living room now, not a storage warehouse! I'm very excited. Anyway, Brandy was looking for someone to hang out with because she got off work at 6:00 but at 9:00 all Bead Factory employees were needed back at the store for a group photo that I was to take, being that I wouldn't charge anything for it. Brandy lives in Olympia, so it wouldn't be very economical for her to drive 45 minutes each way and use up that much gas in the meantime. So she hung out with me instead. A while later we went back and got her car from Starbucks because she had left her photo outfit in it. She put it on and—let me tell you—holy
crap she was freakin' gorgeous.
Anyway, we just sat around and watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. It was the one with the Greek bodybuilder where they make him an apron that says "Greek Chiq" on it, and the fashion guy is like all over him. The guy seemed a little gay to begin with, just unstylishly so.
Then around 9:00 we went down to the Bead Factory where so many, many beautiful, beautiful women were assembled and I got to take their pictures. I'll be damned if I'm not one of the luckiest S-O-Bs in the whole goddam world.
But that wasn't the end of it! Afterwards Geoff, Brandy, and I all went and saw Kill Bill. Then I came home to a warm bed with a beautiful woman in it, and the news that David Letterman's girlfriend had a baby boy! Yowza! So a nothing-happening day turned out to be a fun-fest of the highest order.
I thought yesterday (Tuesday) wuz gonna be a pretty much nothing-happening day. I actually did an okay job of working during the first and third segments of my workday (not so much the 2nd...). Carrie had another split shift so I wuz gwine t'clean up some in the evening while she wuz gone. I'll stop typing like that now.
Well, around 5:30 or so I got plenty sleepy and decided to take a nap. Then I got up and went to the bathroom and the phone rang. I got out and checked the message. It was Brandy, wanting to hang out. I did want to hang out with her, but I couldn't call her back because her cell phone was dead 'cause the cutie keeps forgetting to charge it. Well, that funking sucked.
Anyway, a very short while later Carrie called to tell me she was absolutely burning up in the store and needed me to bring her a more warm-weather shirt. Oh, and also buy her a venti decaf iced mocha at the Starbucks on the corner. That's not a problem for me since I am the nicest guy in the whole of existence. So I threw the shirt in the car, drove down to Starbucks, was about to order a coffee when who should walk up to me but Brandy herself. Coincidence? Shut up! Her hair was flipped up all cute and all. So I went and dropped off the shirt and coffee with Carrie, who was desperately struggling with the store's heating system to get it to be not-so-frikkin-hot in there.
Brandy and I came back to the house and just lounged around watching TV for a while. I picked up a ton of garbage that had accumulated in the house and also cleared out the living room. It looks almost like a real goddam living room now, not a storage warehouse! I'm very excited. Anyway, Brandy was looking for someone to hang out with because she got off work at 6:00 but at 9:00 all Bead Factory employees were needed back at the store for a group photo that I was to take, being that I wouldn't charge anything for it. Brandy lives in Olympia, so it wouldn't be very economical for her to drive 45 minutes each way and use up that much gas in the meantime. So she hung out with me instead. A while later we went back and got her car from Starbucks because she had left her photo outfit in it. She put it on and—let me tell you—holy
crap she was freakin' gorgeous.
Anyway, we just sat around and watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy. It was the one with the Greek bodybuilder where they make him an apron that says "Greek Chiq" on it, and the fashion guy is like all over him. The guy seemed a little gay to begin with, just unstylishly so.
Then around 9:00 we went down to the Bead Factory where so many, many beautiful, beautiful women were assembled and I got to take their pictures. I'll be damned if I'm not one of the luckiest S-O-Bs in the whole goddam world.
But that wasn't the end of it! Afterwards Geoff, Brandy, and I all went and saw Kill Bill. Then I came home to a warm bed with a beautiful woman in it, and the news that David Letterman's girlfriend had a baby boy! Yowza! So a nothing-happening day turned out to be a fun-fest of the highest order.
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Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Funny how life is
I just spent a while reading my cute pal Taisha's blog. I didn't know she had one until just yesterday, but then again she didn't know I had one until just a couple days before that. Funny how life is. Funny... like a fox!
Anyway, I really like this new house, even with its rough-ass almost-stucco walls. Seriously, they're crazy bumpy. Once we get things more unpacked and organized it'll be even better, and then we can paint, and painting bumpy-ass walls makes them seem less bumpy I'm told. By old, cold mold.
Anyway, let's fill in some of that missing time. Halloween night I went to a party at Espinoza Manor dressed as a mummified ninja from the future. All right, so just a mummified ninja (how could you tell whether it was from the future or not? Answer: shut up). Mathias was also a ninja, unbeknown to me, but he was just a regular ninja. Not mummified. My story was that I was a ninja who went to Egypt and was so awesome that the Egyptian dudes blessed him by making him a mummy when he died.
I bought a couple of boxes of bandages from Fred Meyer's and used paperclips to attach them to myself. And I made my ninja mask out of a shirt, thus becoming, yes, a shirt ninja. I won a Planet of the Apes action figure for my costuming (Cornelius). The party was pretty cool. Although I got there almost two hours late Geoff and Brandy still hadn't shown up. What lameos! There was a surpsise appearance by Butter Jones singing two of his biggest hits much to the delight and horror of the crowd. I didn't know very many people there, just the Espinoza inhabitants, Brandy, Taisha, Mike & Rachel, Gina, Joel Dale, and a couple other peeps. My brother went as King Vitaman. The old skool one that wore a tablecloth as a cape and had spoons in his crown. I still want to write an article about King Vitaman, becuase there's a surprising amount of material on that crazy ol' coot. I wuz pretty tired on accout of I had spent all day packing up the kitchen and my computor here.
Anyway, that'll be about its for now. I should gets back to type-typing on these here tapes in about ten-fifteen minutes.
Anyway, I really like this new house, even with its rough-ass almost-stucco walls. Seriously, they're crazy bumpy. Once we get things more unpacked and organized it'll be even better, and then we can paint, and painting bumpy-ass walls makes them seem less bumpy I'm told. By old, cold mold.
Anyway, let's fill in some of that missing time. Halloween night I went to a party at Espinoza Manor dressed as a mummified ninja from the future. All right, so just a mummified ninja (how could you tell whether it was from the future or not? Answer: shut up). Mathias was also a ninja, unbeknown to me, but he was just a regular ninja. Not mummified. My story was that I was a ninja who went to Egypt and was so awesome that the Egyptian dudes blessed him by making him a mummy when he died.
I bought a couple of boxes of bandages from Fred Meyer's and used paperclips to attach them to myself. And I made my ninja mask out of a shirt, thus becoming, yes, a shirt ninja. I won a Planet of the Apes action figure for my costuming (Cornelius). The party was pretty cool. Although I got there almost two hours late Geoff and Brandy still hadn't shown up. What lameos! There was a surpsise appearance by Butter Jones singing two of his biggest hits much to the delight and horror of the crowd. I didn't know very many people there, just the Espinoza inhabitants, Brandy, Taisha, Mike & Rachel, Gina, Joel Dale, and a couple other peeps. My brother went as King Vitaman. The old skool one that wore a tablecloth as a cape and had spoons in his crown. I still want to write an article about King Vitaman, becuase there's a surprising amount of material on that crazy ol' coot. I wuz pretty tired on accout of I had spent all day packing up the kitchen and my computor here.
Anyway, that'll be about its for now. I should gets back to type-typing on these here tapes in about ten-fifteen minutes.
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Back in black. Well, green.
Well, we're all moved in with everything, although my old landlord Howard won't return my phone calls so we haven't given the old keys back or anything. Oh, well, I says! Everything is still in boxes and there's really not much to eat or eat with yet. The microwave is on the living room floor. The computer isn't quite all setup either yet (no speakers). But we're getting there. I'll maybe tell some moving stories here and there as they come to me and I have time to tell them. So things will slowly get back to normal around here. I'll update the "of the month" stuff here soon. Maybe tomorrow? Who knows? It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world as someone in a movie once told me.
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