the goth is hurt.
backs gone out.
girl goth comes over.
candles lit. dark fabrics unfurled.
they laugh. he says ouch. so sweetly.
she says "don't laugh".
its funny how pain unites. there is a kid my neo geo brother rolls with. kid named gavin had a stoke last night. had to be brought to the hospital. huh? the hospital? geos says its a good thing his family will foot the bill. mom says "what are you talking about" geo says he ain't never goin to the hospital for nuthin'.
friend doesn't even get out of the car to help geo move.
yet geo says to mom that he wants his friends to simply hold him, and tell him everything is going to be OK.
if he had a stroke one day.
like gavin.
vas
is my mobile mechanic.
from romania.
that means he is better than AAA. and much cheaper.
as long as you are okay with going with him to tow things
and tune things
and as long as you are okay with buying him coffee, and maybe another pack.
he's all yours.
he makes things called "magic bubble wands" on the side.
with his lawyer friend allen.
has a dog named rosie. that he also calls gigi, chichi, girlie, cutie, and muffy.
50's. lived in marin since 80. moved to nyc in the 70's.
has round classes like georgeburns.
wears pants like woody allen.
collects photo equipment, and bikes, and racecars of course.
really, vas is my godsend.
he lets me pay when i want. he is almost like a father to me. in the godfather of cars sense. no. he is ginger's father. ginger is my car.
he just wants me to be safe. and happy. as he says.
he says things like "funny accent" "have a happy evening" and "fucking hell" a lot.
he quit dope 6 months ago. but not cigs.
american spirits. cuz he's a true blood californian.
told me about a couple of trails in ignacio. with creeks.
i spent about 5hours with this man today. learning and listening to the ins and outs of his life.
he is a dating a romanian nanny in tiburon. her name is ann. anna in romanian.
she's gotta be young. i didn't ask.
he has a patchwork quilt. covered in grease, doghair, and a guitar.
i wonder what he plays. i'm sure oldworldromanian stuff.
has friends across the county. knows ed who can get me new seats.
knows joe - the mercedes mechanic.
vas specializes in german autos.
invited me over to read the bmw book he has.
but its in german. "thats the book i use to fix your car."
"okay vas. whatever you say."
"i fix your car for you."
"yes. thank you. but remember - i am not rich. i can put you on my payroll essentially. when i get paid - you get paid."
"lets shake on it."
"thanks vas. people like you don't exist today."
"i know. the world is crazy. yes?"
"just a little off."
"i make your car safe."
"thanks."
from romania.
that means he is better than AAA. and much cheaper.
as long as you are okay with going with him to tow things
and tune things
and as long as you are okay with buying him coffee, and maybe another pack.
he's all yours.
he makes things called "magic bubble wands" on the side.
with his lawyer friend allen.
has a dog named rosie. that he also calls gigi, chichi, girlie, cutie, and muffy.
50's. lived in marin since 80. moved to nyc in the 70's.
has round classes like georgeburns.
wears pants like woody allen.
collects photo equipment, and bikes, and racecars of course.
really, vas is my godsend.
he lets me pay when i want. he is almost like a father to me. in the godfather of cars sense. no. he is ginger's father. ginger is my car.
he just wants me to be safe. and happy. as he says.
he says things like "funny accent" "have a happy evening" and "fucking hell" a lot.
he quit dope 6 months ago. but not cigs.
american spirits. cuz he's a true blood californian.
told me about a couple of trails in ignacio. with creeks.
i spent about 5hours with this man today. learning and listening to the ins and outs of his life.
he is a dating a romanian nanny in tiburon. her name is ann. anna in romanian.
she's gotta be young. i didn't ask.
he has a patchwork quilt. covered in grease, doghair, and a guitar.
i wonder what he plays. i'm sure oldworldromanian stuff.
has friends across the county. knows ed who can get me new seats.
knows joe - the mercedes mechanic.
vas specializes in german autos.
invited me over to read the bmw book he has.
but its in german. "thats the book i use to fix your car."
"okay vas. whatever you say."
"i fix your car for you."
"yes. thank you. but remember - i am not rich. i can put you on my payroll essentially. when i get paid - you get paid."
"lets shake on it."
"thanks vas. people like you don't exist today."
"i know. the world is crazy. yes?"
"just a little off."
"i make your car safe."
"thanks."
game
my office is in a building that also houses a creative company who sources for disney. we call the other building inhabitants the "disney kids".
the disney kids are fun. they fly helicopters in the open lobby
the disney kids are fun. they fly helicopters in the open lobby
and once on break we found that they turned an empty hallway into a shooting range for nerf bullets. there is a target, and a gun setup. nerf means soft type bullets. like a nerf ball.
so the disney kids are primarily 1. male, 2. young, 3. single, 4. tech dorks, 5. loaded, 6. socially fucked because of number 4. seriously people. theses kids are glued to the computer screen.
either way - they are 1, 2, 3 and 5, so its a single woman's PARADISE.
over the past few months, our female office has been devising ways to infiltrate the disney kids office. we have had post-it wars, we have talked to them on break, and once, i ran into one of them at trivia night downtown on thursdays. but the main way i've infiltrated is this one time i saw one of them walking up the hill. i pulled over and offered him a ride. he was super cool and funny, and told me about the missing gnome that used to sit outside the office. so that was cool.
the point of my story: being in this office building setting is like being back in high school. you see all these cool people in the hallways on break - but never really talk to them? so over time you get to know their faces, and well, develop crushed on them, etc.
currently i've got 2 crushes going on. one with a tall guy, and one with a shorter guy - well he's probably just my height - but i consider that short in guy world. so the shorter one has more personality. you can tell by the way he dresses. also he hangs with the rougher crowd of tech nerds (ie the guy with the mowhawk, and the guy who smokes). the taller one looks very wholesome, and is proabably in a long term relationship. either way, its a crush. i'm pushing for the shorter one.
today on break, carolyn and i were out on the steps getting some sun. the shorter one was out in the hallway. i made eye contact, and then took a picture of one of the palm trees. kind of like a primal mating dance. i was saying to him "look i can be creative too." and he just stared. and then he went back to his office. a few moments later i caught him walking the hall again, watching us laugh and enjoy our break. so i snapped another picture (primal mating dance for creative types) and smiled.
can i just say this all makes my day? i mean, its something fun to look forward too. its a reason to dress smart.
ioway citay
josh foxhead
pretentious (sorry but)
scrapbook
quiet
aaron foxhead
"his bitch of a wife had him buried in CT" of f.l.w.
doesn't drive. doesn't plan on driving.
gave me a list of songbirds of which cardinal is a member
gave us a new route - 1 to 151 -
queens of dairy
people of pizza
quiet early night.
trying to understand relations. close proximity.
different languages
pretentious (sorry but)
scrapbook
quiet
aaron foxhead
"his bitch of a wife had him buried in CT" of f.l.w.
doesn't drive. doesn't plan on driving.
gave me a list of songbirds of which cardinal is a member
gave us a new route - 1 to 151 -
queens of dairy
people of pizza
quiet early night.
trying to understand relations. close proximity.
different languages
minnesota
jackie and dan
pine lake
american flag
back roads
parrot
cg's bar
bon jovi johnny cash elvis
pbr bud light
fat man on stool with orange hat, long beard and trucker wife.
jackie and dan.
doin'
truckin'
ed linda david
dallas party mustache
pine lake
american flag
back roads
parrot
cg's bar
bon jovi johnny cash elvis
pbr bud light
fat man on stool with orange hat, long beard and trucker wife.
jackie and dan.
doin'
truckin'
ed linda david
dallas party mustache
minne a polis
corpo skyways
target concert
suits
black with white
just a touch of red
chaos corpo like i've never seen.
slicked back hair.
all in a skyway connecting each office
above ground.
break in leaves
walker museum art
remember your art
walk your art
pictures
smoking on ledge thinking about being 5.
target concert
suits
black with white
just a touch of red
chaos corpo like i've never seen.
slicked back hair.
all in a skyway connecting each office
above ground.
break in leaves
walker museum art
remember your art
walk your art
pictures
smoking on ledge thinking about being 5.
milwaukee
its miller time
pabst listed without the blue ribbon is six
GE engineers dinner
lake michigan barrier
sadie has a mansion
kyle knows his history
milwaukee knows its beer
great place for another visit.
pabst listed without the blue ribbon is six
GE engineers dinner
lake michigan barrier
sadie has a mansion
kyle knows his history
milwaukee knows its beer
great place for another visit.
chee kago
hot dog shops condiment piles
thick swede pancakes
breakfast sausage meet balls
big ticket items
carols smokey dancey oldtimey
no window bars
heavy on the bricks
liquor store bar
plaid shirt mustache mike
sing wilco opera
gutter roll national
airy trumpet shit
tummy tired a bit
curvy building oprah
campus fall walking
stuart starts his day with juice
sure that travel items not very green
of me
guilt but consume more
painful commercial
fast beer
lake! park space! RABBIT!
hazy emily with mosquito bites for breasts.
well maybe more like chicken cutlets
roman nose ponytail bopping boom
bears hat husky standing box
roommate rage
microwaved eggs
theatre thrift
frat grabs sponge at target. stuart anise laugh.
same brain theory.
lost in the ghetto
dabears explained duh beers
mymindisfilledwithsilverystars
reverbneverunderstoodtilnow
distancehasawayofmakingloveunderstandable
and i'm at my peak!
can'tgetenoughofthatradiocurereverb
thick swede pancakes
breakfast sausage meet balls
big ticket items
carols smokey dancey oldtimey
no window bars
heavy on the bricks
liquor store bar
plaid shirt mustache mike
sing wilco opera
gutter roll national
airy trumpet shit
tummy tired a bit
curvy building oprah
campus fall walking
stuart starts his day with juice
sure that travel items not very green
of me
guilt but consume more
painful commercial
fast beer
lake! park space! RABBIT!
hazy emily with mosquito bites for breasts.
well maybe more like chicken cutlets
roman nose ponytail bopping boom
bears hat husky standing box
roommate rage
microwaved eggs
theatre thrift
frat grabs sponge at target. stuart anise laugh.
same brain theory.
lost in the ghetto
dabears explained duh beers
mymindisfilledwithsilverystars
reverbneverunderstoodtilnow
distancehasawayofmakingloveunderstandable
and i'm at my peak!
can'tgetenoughofthatradiocurereverb
slow curb
my learning curb is sometimes off. thing is, i'm actually pretty smart. i'm simply rather modest.
well, in a thinking sense. however. you can talk me into anything.
well, within reason.
drinking sure does make this lock with chain,,, break a bit.
and smoking sure does instill doubts and deeps.
deeps that mean nothing.
anyway.
i can i can i can
be upset
or
i am i am i am
amazing
boutiful
taco salad
fruit with oatmeal
chipper
mint with cacao.
i am
chickpeas and avocado.
sunflowerseedsbakedbeanscashewcheeseguac
daily special
hairspraybangs eyeswithlines dirtysweater girlswithhugs standbywork listenintoothers drinksomebeer keepheraround getmorebeer mtvmade 5.6ontherichterscale
well, in a thinking sense. however. you can talk me into anything.
well, within reason.
drinking sure does make this lock with chain,,, break a bit.
and smoking sure does instill doubts and deeps.
deeps that mean nothing.
anyway.
i can i can i can
be upset
or
i am i am i am
amazing
boutiful
taco salad
fruit with oatmeal
chipper
mint with cacao.
i am
chickpeas and avocado.
sunflowerseedsbakedbeanscashewcheeseguac
daily special
hairspraybangs eyeswithlines dirtysweater girlswithhugs standbywork listenintoothers drinksomebeer keepheraround getmorebeer mtvmade 5.6ontherichterscale
oh yeah
i wish i could remember that cartoon i thought up while having a slice of pizza the other day.
and whats the morrisey about it, is that at the time i said "self: don't forget this one." and i said "of course i'm not going to forget. its brilliant!"
"maybe you should put it in a draft text message."
"but my battery is dead. that is a sign that i will remember"
i forget.
and whats the morrisey about it, is that at the time i said "self: don't forget this one." and i said "of course i'm not going to forget. its brilliant!"
"maybe you should put it in a draft text message."
"but my battery is dead. that is a sign that i will remember"
i forget.
way
today i was reminded that i can't be bothered with someone looking after my hours and activities 40 hours a week.
there's got to be a better way.
until i find the better way.
i'll have to do it their way.
thats just the way it is.
there's got to be a better way.
until i find the better way.
i'll have to do it their way.
thats just the way it is.
new love
right here folks
yep. add another scruffy husky to the list. lets just call them scrufkys who knows where this love originates.
bluegrass fest was rad. i got to wear a fedora, and my plaid dress, and open-toed click heels, while walking around with my dog. rowdy is a great accessory - when he behaves...
i felt san francisco spirit this weekend again. so that was helpful, because ever since watching the bridge movie, i've been kind of in the dumps.
the bridge the movie about suicide during 2004 was NOT happy. so far, 34 people have jumped off the bridge this year. suicides are up. so is my obsession with the count on that damn bridge. 2 years ago i couldnt look at that bridge without feeling some kind of accomplishment. now i look at the bridge and am grab the closest thing next to me for a hug. 1 year ago i looked to the bridge for pride - biking across the bridge daily, filled my life with accomplishment.
my point? take caution in watching the movie: THE BRIDGE.
there are better things to talk about.
my 16th one true love jim james is in BECOMING DYLAN -
ffwd
remember when you loved a song so much that you wanted to memorize the lyric?
but then the band didn't put any lyrics on the cover?
so you would listen and listen. and rewind play rewind play rewind play?
your ears would be put to the speaker, and you would say "no wait-! rewind again! i think he's saying this-"?
now i only do that in the car. but i'm driving while i do it so its not the same. so i say "i'll google it when i get back home"
we don't work for our lyrics anymore do we?
but then the band didn't put any lyrics on the cover?
so you would listen and listen. and rewind play rewind play rewind play?
your ears would be put to the speaker, and you would say "no wait-! rewind again! i think he's saying this-"?
now i only do that in the car. but i'm driving while i do it so its not the same. so i say "i'll google it when i get back home"
we don't work for our lyrics anymore do we?
again
they sure do pick beautiful people to be on the biggest loser. i mean, these people have amazing faces.
she said into the phone on her way home from chalet basque:
we had a good time together. no. i mean,
we
had
a
good
time!!!
we had fun!
it was raining every day.
it was raining!
we smoked bowls together. we made fires!
we planned smoking bowls while we got burritos.
we got burritos, brought them home, smoked a bowl, and then ate the burrito.
no.
we got home from work, looked at each other, jumped up and down, and said "lets get burritos and watch big lebowski.
high!
and then we got burritos, set up the dvd player, and smoked a bowl.
we shared the dog.
we shared a DOG!
it was raining every day.
we listened to music. and drank wine.
we got high, ate burritos, and listed to music while talking about life.
we talked about life!
we got high, ate burritos, listened to music, drank wine and talked about life.
while petting the dog.
we
had
a
good
time!!!
we had fun!
it was raining every day.
it was raining!
we smoked bowls together. we made fires!
we planned smoking bowls while we got burritos.
we got burritos, brought them home, smoked a bowl, and then ate the burrito.
no.
we got home from work, looked at each other, jumped up and down, and said "lets get burritos and watch big lebowski.
high!
and then we got burritos, set up the dvd player, and smoked a bowl.
we shared the dog.
we shared a DOG!
it was raining every day.
we listened to music. and drank wine.
we got high, ate burritos, and listed to music while talking about life.
we talked about life!
we got high, ate burritos, listened to music, drank wine and talked about life.
while petting the dog.
eat eat eat!
ya think those biggest loser contestants totally BINGE LIKE HELL the night before showing up for taping at NBC?
Like hell i would!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT.
i'd eat:
uh, ice cream i guess.
funny. just like being accepted to gawker comments (gawments) today, i couldn't think of anything to comment. so it was like "duh". and now. i'm asking my own self "hey, if you could have one last meal, what would you have?" and i'm like "uh, duh. ice cream?"
its like that.
anyway. yah think they binge like mad? yah think NBC tells them to binge, so they look even FATTER on the first episode so the "look back at her fat ass" makes more of an impact???
i'll bet YEAH!
Like hell i would!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT.
i'd eat:
uh, ice cream i guess.
funny. just like being accepted to gawker comments (gawments) today, i couldn't think of anything to comment. so it was like "duh". and now. i'm asking my own self "hey, if you could have one last meal, what would you have?" and i'm like "uh, duh. ice cream?"
its like that.
anyway. yah think they binge like mad? yah think NBC tells them to binge, so they look even FATTER on the first episode so the "look back at her fat ass" makes more of an impact???
i'll bet YEAH!
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