3.26.2007

first day

Today was my first day working at Starbucks. I was excited. Not nervous. And sleepy.

It was a lot of reading and filling out paperwork. While reading, I noticed two homeless men sitting in the patio area outside. One was drinking vodka. I hesitated to ask my manager, Carolyn, what the policy was with homeless people consuming alcohol on the premises, so I kept it to myself.

From reading I went into learning how to clean the condiments table and followed Dianne around as she whiped off tables and counters. After cleaning, she showed me how to make Frappuchinos. They seemed simple enough. Lines told you how far to fill the coffee or creme mix. The tricky part was pouring the blended drink. Dianne told me to hit the side of it on the counter top. It took me five minutes my first try. I gave it another go with a different drink. She told me when she first started she would always pour the frozen drink all over the counter. As she spoke those words, I did just that.

While I continued making drinks with the blender. Carolyn told us not to be alarmed if the police came in because she called the cops on the homeless men. When the cops arrived, they made the intoxicated man put his arms on his head.

'Oh my goodness, his pants fell down,' Dianne said. Like a trainwreck, I had to look. Not only was he homeless and drunk (at 11 a.m.), but he was now naked from the waist down. The sight was very unpleasant. Carolyn assured me this wasn't normal. Later we found out one had urinated on one of the chairs and the other deficated on the other.

After that I trained on the computer, which was less exciting than watching cops make homeless men leave.

Then my shift ended. It was a wonderful first day. I got to test two different types of coffee, eat a blueberry muffin and a piece of dark chocolate. Let's hope I don't get chubby from working here.

3.21.2007

another fish in the sea of jackasses


Indianapolis Colts Coach Tony Dungy thinks and speaks like he's from the back woods of America. Here are some of his thoughts about anti-gay marriage, from IndyStar.

"IFI is saying what the Lord says [that the definition of a marriage is a man and woman]," Dungy said. "You can take that and make your decision on which way you want to be. I'm on the Lord's side."

The coach said his comments shouldn't be taken as gay bashing, but rather his views on the matter as he sees them from a perspective of faith.

"We're not anti- anything else. We're not trying to downgrade anyone else. But we're trying to promote the family -- family values the Lord's way," Dungy said.

did i die?



Did I die? No, but for a couple moments I thought I did. Our last ride of the day at Magic Mountain was Goliath. It reaches 235 feet into the clouds - with a 255 foot drop - and flys at an alarming 85 miles per hour. Not only do you just glide down on your initial hill, you drop at 61 degrees, which pretty much seems like an elevator ride. The left side of the picture below is the drop.


Out of all the rides we rode, the spinney rides were my favorite. My least favorite being X - I opened my eyes once for a few seconds until I realized that might not be a great idea.

All in all, I had a wonderful day. Next time we will be going back, I will be dragging Heather on the rides!

3.20.2007

thank heaven for little boys

Introducing Benjamin Macedo.

I can't wait until I get to see this little boy. He is blessed with wonderful parents and good skin.

Congratulations Ann and Franz.



a naked lie


My favorite author, David Sedaris, admitted to exaggerating on his book Naked.

"The events described in these stories are real," humorist David Sedaris wrote in the introductory note to Naked, his 1997 collection of nonfiction essays. The New York Times was convinced: When Naked hit the best-seller list, it categorized the book as nonfiction. The Library of Congress called it biography, and Sedaris assured several interviewers over the years that the book was essentially factual. "Everything in Naked was true," he told the webzine GettingIt in 1999. "I mean, I exaggerate. But all the situations were true."...
-The New Republic

I couldn't go on to read the rest because I would have to subscribe.

Does this turn a book nonfiction to fiction. does it make it less true if the events are true, but situations not so much or even stretched? I don't care what they say, he is still my favorite.

3.17.2007

four leaves of kisses

To Mr. Pat on his day.

To all the Irish, and non-Irish who celebrate - may you have safe festivities.

Last, don't forget to kiss that Irishman, or Mexican (since I've heard they're closely related due to drinking a lot and being die hard Catholics), on this green day.

they are you and i

A few of Tori's new songs from American Doll Posse have been leaked! True, they are only lyrics, but it is still exciting.


Fat Slut

Fat slut you said
What luck I said
To be stuck in your, your happy family
Well don’t you dare I said
Judge me you go
And stick it in somewhere
I’m I’m sicka hearin’ it, you go
Stick it in somewhere I’m
I’m sicka hearin’ it


Devils and Gods

Devils and gods now that’s an idea
But if we believe that it’s they who decide
That’s the ultimate detractor of crimes
‘Cos devils and gods, they are you and I
Devils and gods, they are you and I
Devils and gods, safe and inside


Yo, George

I salute to you commander and I sneeze
‘Cos I have now an allergy to your policies it seems
Where have we gone wrong America?
Mister Lincoln we can’t seem to find you anywhere
Out of the millions from the deserts to the mountains
Over prairies to the shores
Is this just the madness of King George? Yo, George
Is this just the madness of King George? Yo, George
Well you have the whole nation on all fours

Velvet Revolution

Feeling radical in cotton purified in my satin
But the bomb of the season is the velvet revolution
Aye-ee look at the sky
And feel the tears of the prophets crying
Aye-ee look at the sky
And feel the rain their reign of tears

Feeling radical in cotton purified in my satin
But the bomb of the season is the velvet revolution
All you killers of the children
There’s a new commandment
The true divine creator wants a velvet revolution
All you killers of the children
There’s a new commandment
The true divine creator wants a velvet revolution

3.15.2007

the tree show

The Creatrix

Yesterday afternoon a couple of us went to see Mark Ryden's new work in The Tree Show. After years of having a strange fascination with trees, I thought this would be interesting. We get there and I instantly fell in love.

My favorite, which I believe is titled The Tree of Life, hung on a wall of its own. It was maybe eight feet tall and 5 feet wide. It pictured a tree, with a young women sitting atop its branches. She was in a gown holding flowers with a bee near her head. The leaves were full and round. In the middle of its trunk was an eye looking. Its roots were outside the soil with a skull beside them. The painting's frame was an art piece in itself - carved wood of branches, leaves, squirrels, birds, deer, and the top's center had a doll head with antlers (also carved). There was something about this tree, something magical.

When i wondered to the second room, there was a smaller sketch of the tree. Drawn in only pencil, it explained the different areas of the tree (wisdom, love, mercy, and so on) and the meanings of the different characters - some of which included air, fire and other elements belonging to the earth.

I left amazed, happy and with a t-shirt.

As a sidenote, the painting I fell in love with was a breezy $800,000. Remember, my birthday is in December.

hello mixoparthenos


The unemployment diaries will soon be coming to a close.

After a month and a half of being a full time lazy person, I have a part time position at Starbucks. Don't worry, I will still be part time lazy.

oh, dolly!


Many remember their first music album, whether it was given to them or it was purchased. For me is was Dolly Parton's White Limozeen. This record was given to me by my mom and will always hold a special place in my heart. My favorite song being Why'd You Come In Here Lookin' Like That.



When I was younger, around the age of six or seven, my family took a vacation to Tennessee. While we were there we visited Dollywood, nestled in between the Smokey Moutains around Knoxville. I can't recall most of my trip there, but I do remember the rocks having speakers in them playing country music and a water roller coaster ride where I urinated on my uncle during the decline. Besides the number one part, I am sure it was a lovely trip.

Rosie Thomas | El Perro Del Mar

Tuesday evening we headed over to LA's Ex-Plx to see the El Perro Del Mar show. I only knew of a few of her songs, but enjoyed the soft echoing melodies - I was interested to hear more.


Rosie Thomas opened. She came out and said a squeaky hello. The speaking voice of an eight-year-old, but the singing voice of a mature, floating on clouds, younger but more rebellious sister to Sarah McLaughlin. I liked her a lot, her lyrics, playfulness and openness to her audience, telling stories of her father's PT Cruiser and drinking margaritas prior to the concert.


El Perro Del Mar was good. She sounded the exact same from the album. Her songs are easy to sing along to due to very few lines. The melodies are fun to listen to. I enjoyed how her three male band members were dressed - all in black suits with skinny ties. They may have hated her from the glares they kept giving her during her set. She was taller than I had imagined. Pretty with a classic look. If I could give advice to her it would be to get that stick out of your ass, smile, and be kind to your audience. Overall, I enjoyed her.

I hope to see Rosie Thomas again.

Bicycle tricycle take me far with
My hands on your handlebars. I can’t
Be homecoming queen for every boy
That falls in and out of love with me.
I won’t look back
I’ve been here before
I’ve been here before
I’ll turn my back
Whatever it takes to let him go
Flower dress strawberry red
I must confess you’re my safety pin
Hold me together hide me well
So he cannot tell the state that I am in
I won’t look back
I’ve been here before
Been here before
I’ll turn my back
Whatever it takes to let him go
Roller skates figure eights
Roll me away and I won’t complain
I’ll bring my raincoat boots and umbrella
So he can’t ever rain on my parade

Bicycle Tricycle, Rosie Thomas

3.13.2007

3.10.2007

shoes

Thanks to Michael I have started a love of Nike shoes. I enjoy the colors, styles and meaning behind the brand. They have value behind them, a name for themselves.

I recently purchased two pairs of Nikes. This video is for Michael.

full circle



I have been in Long Beach for over a month now. Time has flown so fast. I have loved every moment of my time here and with Asleep. I am getting to do all the things I've wanted to do with him - go to movies, to dinner, to sit on the couch and do nothing, go to shows, laugh, love, and everything in between. Everything has been so amazing. I love it here and I love him, so much.

Learning each other is an entertaining thing to do. What we eat or don't eat. What our routines are. What songs we think are good and others we think are trash. How hot or cold the water is that we shower in. Even the simple task of watching him brush his teeth or shaving makes me happy, just knowing I'm here.

My heart is happy and I couldn't ask for anything better.

Thank you.

Love you.

3.07.2007

get off the cross, we need the wood

Big Wheel

i been on my knees but you’re so hard,
won’t be pleased that you
take me, take me in
so you are a superstar
get off the cross, we need the wood

somehow you will rise, but with attitude
i know, honey, you’re a pro
but baby i don’t need your cash
mama got it all in hell now

big wheel turn my fantasy
don’t you throw that shade on me
i’ve been drinking down your pain
i’m gonna turn that whiskey into rain
wash it away, wash it away, boy
wash you away now

gimmie 8, a-gimmie 7, a-gimmie 6,
gimmie 5, gimmie 4, a-gimmie 3
i-i-i am a M-I-L-F, don’t you forget, M-I-L-F,
don’t you forget, M-I-L-F, don’t you forget
baby, i don’t need your cash
so baby maybe i’ll leave you

3.04.2007

the 10's

Thank you Heather.

10 Random Things About Me:
1. I feel the need for more Jack Spade bags.
2. I’m terrified of open water.
3. I had tubes six times before the age of six.
4. I’ve never broken a bone (knock on wood).
5. I did, however, tear my ACL playing wiffleball in high school.
6. I would love to go to every single Tori concert on her next tour.
7. I think American Apparel shirts are among the best, and cheapest.
8. I am having FarmHouse cinnamon roll withdraws.
9. I have never learned to water ski, and probably never will.
10. I am currently learning Spanish in 40 lesson plans.

9 Ways to Win My Heart (it’s already been won, but…):
1. Honesty.
2. Like cinnamon rolls.
3. Call back.
4. Show emotion.
5. Sing in the car with me.
6. Love my family and friends.
7. Shake your booty on the dance floor.
8. Don’t be shady.
9. Make me laugh.

8 Things I Want to Do Before I Die:
1. Learn piano and guitar, and cello again.
2. Speak Spanish fluently.
3. Do something that benefits people.
4. Learn to surf.
5. Start a company.
6. Backpack through Europe.
7. Swim with dolphins.
8. Go on a treasure hunt.

7 Ways to Annoy Me:
1. Forget things.
2. Not following through.
3. Ignorant.
4. Arrogant.
5. Lie.
6. Be fake.
7. Rudeness.

6 Turn Ons:
1. Eyes.
2. Sexy feet.
3. Good hygiene.
4. Accent.
5. This.
6. Dresses nicely.

5 Things I'm Afraid Of:
1. Failure.
2. Hurting someone’s feelings.
3. Snakes.
4. Clowns.
6. Basements.

4 Favorite Items in My Room:
1. My blanket of my Dad’s shirts.
2. Cloud 9.
3. Clothes.
4. My baby!

3 Things I Do Everyday:
1. Be lazy.
2. Listen to lots of music.
3. Love.

2 Things I Want to Do Right Now:
1. Be with my family and friends.
2. Go shopping with Asleep.

1 Person I Would Love to Talk to Right Now:
1. My dad.

3.03.2007

unemployment diaries - my new bush

one bear a-dancing



This was taken last weekend at a local bar called Mick and Mack's. They were celebrating Bear Camp Birthday. I'm not really sure what it was, other than a bunch of bears in a group...I think.

Well, maybe there's more to it, and I should just stop judging. I guess I'll just leave it at that.

2.28.2007

homo weekend



Last weekend Asleep and I went out to bars for the first time me moving here. It involved strange karaoke gay bars (which had free popcorn), me getting drunk, meeting Asleep's friends, and not remember going home.

From what I remember, I enjoyed his friends.

2.23.2007

unemployment diaries - runyon canyon

I checked my myspace on Wednesday morning to see a comment from Meleah asking if I would like to look for celebrities. Having no job and being a little intrigued by spotting a few celebrities I took her up on the idea. I was nervous though - this would be the first time driving on the freeway by myself. Meleah lives in Santa Monica which is only about 30-40 minutes away (on a clear drive). I put my iPod on shuffle and got on the 405. I made it in one piece.

She said we could walk her boyfriend, John-Michael's dog Milo at Runyon Canyon - a celebrity hot spot.



We did see one pseudo celeb - Dave Holmes.

After the hike and a bite to eat we headed over to get Meleah's front bumper fixed. The guy who was helping us was interesting. And what was an hour seemed like six. In that hour we learned that he was married to an international lawyer, surfs the breaks at Venice Beach, dirt bikes, is exceptionally good at karate, has a house in the hills that is 6,000 square feet, and has two children - a boy and a girl, who is in 6th grade and will soon be a black belt. He loved to talk about how 'cool' he was - I think it was a complex his Marine father gave him when he was younger, very similar to little man syndrome.

Then came the drive home. What took 40 minutes to get there took two hours to get back. The bumper to bumper traffic, which Asleep warned me about, gave me what I think was an anxiety attack - a shortness of breath and shaking in my arms and legs. I came home and crashed on couch 9 with my baby. It felt so good to be home.

unemployment diaries



I have been lazy not posting blogs, so I apologize. I have also been without camera for two months, so I had to survive sans Betty. Thanks to Asleep, I have a new camera!!! Thank you so much baby. You're the best.



California life is quite lovely. The weather is perfect. The beach is near. I live with a very sexy man (that's the best part). The only thing I am lacking is employment. I have never not had a job, so I feel excited to do whatever I want. At the same time, I feel like I am a lazy pile. While being unemployed, there is one thing I have mastered, the art of being lazy.

2.20.2007

it's almost time for church


Tori will release American Doll Posse on May 1st. She will kick off her major tour on May 28th in Rome. More dates to come.

This makes me one happy boy!!! Let's pray she tours most of California.

2.17.2007

hot magma

Last night was a lazy night - we watched Science of Sleep - which was really good, and we we ordered in pizza. I like those kind of nights.

When we were heading to bed, my volcano hurt to the point where I could barely walk anymore. It had erupted - sick, I know. The doctor said the shot would 'localize the infection and BOOM.' This was my boom. After bleeding like a virgin's first time, I could walk normal again. I could move around without crawling and do my happy dance, much like the one below.



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As a present, Asleep gave me a book this morning. The title fits my volcano situation well.

2.16.2007

help me

I went to the doctor today, sans insurance. I recieved a shot in my ass - let's hope that fixes things.

I can't sit.
I can't walk.
I can barely lie still.
This pain is almost as worse as when I had knee surgery.

I need help and a lot of meds.

2.15.2007

my funny valentine

I love Valentine's day. I love giving presents. I love love. I woke up to a rose and a card in the bathroom with candy hearts scattered around. I move into the living room and see a giant heart-shaped I Love You balloon and a lot more roses. By the vase is a bear that you can record voices in - when its hand is pressed you hear Asleep yelling, 'You're so lazy!' All over the house are candy hearts - by the computer, by the television, on the kitchen counter, in the refrigerator, and on the chest.

Asleep came home and graced me with gifts along with his precense - a hanging plant (for the balcony), a robe and boxers that has a man with a remote saying, 'I wish I knew how to quit you!' He made us an amazing dinner - tostadas and spanish rice (and you can't forget the King Taco hot sauce).

Thank you baby for everything. You make everyday feel like Valentine's Day.

Making the night complete was this (watch the video). It makes me laugh.

2.13.2007

keep it up


Nancy messaged me today saying how she is blogging more since I've been away. I thanked her - and thank all of you. Yes, it's only been a week since I've been at my new home, but I love reading about you since I may not get to chat with you everyday - Your words make me feel closer to you and take place of lunches, dinners and drinks...until then.

meeting the momma

Yesterday afternoon I got to meet Asleep's mom, Francisca for the first time. I was nervous, but I have a strange urge to play card games with her. We walked in to four children playing and watching Spanish cartoons. Gordo and Estella were there - I had met them over New Years Eve. Estella and I watched Strangers With Candy together and Gordo was too scared to talk to me. The kids warmed up to me right away. We played hang man on the computer and I taught them the hand slapping game (where the person on the bottom flips their hands up to slap the other's hands). Hector, Asleep's brother came downstairs for a brief moment and told me I look like Ashton Kutcher and that I also dress like him from That 70s Show. I beg to differ.

Asleep's mom was wonderful. She was soft spoken and shorter than I had imagined. I told her I like her new car - she told me I can't drive it. She also wanted to see my ingrown hair - I told her she can't drive it, and refused to show her. This was all done by relay of message through Asleep.

*For those reading, I currently have a volcano-sized ingrown hair on my ass. The pain scale is about an 8.5 (10 being the worst). I can't sit and I can't walk right. It's putting a damper in my always sunny life. We went to CVS to have the pharmacist tell us that it may result in surgery to remove - if we feel comfortable we can cut it out, or have a doctor do it. Now, I love Asleep, I just don't know if I want him cutting open my ass cheek. This is why I need medical insurance.

While Asleep was sitting next to his mom, she told him his hair needed brushed. She got a comb and brushed only half of it - I think she figured there was way too much of it. She then suggested he need mousse for it but I didn't see any mousse action. She offered me a pair of shoes that Asleep's cousin dropped off - slightly worn but I would take them. They are white and blue Nike Air's (I'm sure Michael could inform me of the correct name of them).

We left after an hour or so of visiting. I hope to go back soon. His mom is nice - and she gave me a cool pair of shoes. Maybe next time I go back she will have a Swiss Army watch for me? I can wish, can't I?

a piece of omaha in hollywood

On Saturday night, Asleep and I went to the Knitting Factory to see Greg's band Little Brazil perform. This was my first time driving through LA - I did pretty good I must say. Before the show, we ate King Taco in East LA.

A funny thing I thought to myself about is the ratio of Mexicans to me. There may have been over 50 people there - all Mexicans and me. Back home, this would maybe make me uncomfortable. But here I didn't see it until the very end while I was waiting for Asleep. I still have no idea what people are saying when they speak Spanish - I can, however, pick up on smaller words which excites me and makes me feel smart.

We arrive at the venue, near Janice Dickenson's 'modeling agency.' Greg found me when I walked though the door and we started conversation. While at the bar, an extremely annoying drunk girl found her way to our circle. She was wondering if we were in bands - because Asleep had longer hair and a beard, I had shorter hair and a beard, Greg had longer hair and no beard. She was drunk and apparently from Austin, Texas. She informed us she lived down the block from Willie Nelson - she would stand on her porch and yell 'Willie!' Somewhere in between her not shutting up and poking Asleep in the chest, we broke for the bathrooms. The other side of the venue had a heavy metal band.

Little Brazil went on and played all new songs from their second cd. They rocked, of course. After their set Dan was selling merchandise - he recognized me and knew who I was which was nice. We left with their new cd and a sticker which is now stuck on top Asleep's laptop.

Before leaving, Texas invited us back to her place a couple blocks over. She also asked Greg fro drugs. The first person I talk to while I am here and she ends up to be a doozy. Such is life.

2.10.2007

something 'bout the open road

Once again, Asleep made videos of our moving experience. Here they are in case you haven't visited his site yet.

Road Trippers


I'm A Ho. You're A Ho. Navajo.


Mama, He Can Rap! --- This one is embarrassing!


Poop Talk

unemployment day #4

I have been in my new home three days. In these three days, Asleep has worked everyday, and I have 'unpacked.' I am starting to get restless, mainly because I don't know where I am. I can stores to shop at, but I have to save my money since I don't have a job. I can find the beach, which is something I will do today. I found the grocery store. I never understood how Mollie could always go to the grocery store - but now I see why. It's very calming. Walking up and down the isles, thinking only of the food in front of you. It takes your mind off things. For me - it is taking my mind off being restless.

I went to Gap yesterday, they weren't hiring. I had an urge to throw in 'Well, I've worked with the company five years, so...' - but I decided against it.

I am going to see Little Brazil tonight at the Knitting Factory. I will be happy to see someone I know. I texted Greg and told him to play Bette Davis Eyes. I doubt they will because of the text I received back from Greg saying 'Ha.' It's always worth a try. Asleep is going to have me drive to the show - this should be interesting. If we survive me driving through Hollywood, then you will know by tomorrow's post.

2.08.2007

come on, pleeaase...

Me: Hey baby, let's adopt a dog.

Asleep: I already adopted two turtles and a boy - what else do you want?!

This made me laugh this morning when pet adoption was brought up on a morning talk show.

There are so many sites with pet adoption - so please keep these in mind whenever making a new friend purchase.

moving: part dos

This is a day late or two, so I apologize.

The second part of moving was good. My favorite state to drive through was Arizona. We got to drive through two national forests - the trees were so big and green! We also drove through mountains. I don't understand how people can go 90 mph through twists and turns, ups and downs.

On our way out of Arizona Asleep spotted a Whataburger - we barely made the exit, but he got what he had been wanting for two days.

The drive was fine until the last few hours. I was dead tired and wanted to be out of the car. Thank Jebus Asleep wasn't as tired so he could drive. We made it home around 10 p.m.

The best surprise was the photos he put in frames of me and my friends...Katie, you have a frame all to yourself!

Apollo and Martha had a clean tank, we ate chili cheeseburgers and went to bed. It was so nice to be back on cloud 9 - especially with Asleep. I slept so good - until 6 a.m. when Asleep had to go to work (boooo!).

I unpacked, watched Trans America and he came home with King Taco. We went to Target and then to see Epic Movie. It was a great first day!

This morning we planted our pine tree. I think it's seen better days, but hopefully Max pulls through. I am going to apply for jobs today - I am going with low responsibility, I think I deserve a little break.

2.06.2007

moving: part uno

I hate driving in a car for long periods of time. But with Asleep it's so fun. I did get a little irritable when I was tired and hungry - Mollie you know how I can get. We made it into Santa Fe, New Mexico. While driving across the border, we saw a shooting star - my first time ever!
I also had Chik-Fila for the first time which made me think of Danelle. I didn't have the sweet tea though. Asleep also ran into a crazy bitch driver and he flipped her off the entire time she was yelling at him. I just looked the other way.

Asleep says hello everyone. We have about 7-10 more hours of driving. He better get his singing voice ready!

2.04.2007

countdown: one

It's hard to sleep when you have so much on your mind.

And i have a lot of different emotions - everything from happy to sad. Having those two at the same time is really tricky. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Last night we had a small gathering with my family. Some of them are crazy and like to drink which can be used for great entertainment. Anthony explained some of his wrestling moves. My mom made amazing lasagna and bbq pulled chicken. I will miss the compound grill outs a lot.

This morning my mom gave me a card. In it was my dad's St. Christopher chain. [Enter stream of tears.] She said he always thought it kept him safe and how it will do the same for me. Funny thing is, I was just thinking yesterday how I wanted to find a St. Christopher chain before my move. Strange how those things work out.

I pick Asleep up at the airport in 30 minutes. He makes me so happy. I am very ready for this. It's insane to think of and I am pretty sure it will hit me in about a week. I am taking him to Zio's to meet a couple people and waving a see you later to them. Tomorrow is moving day and the start of something amazing.

2.03.2007

countdown: two

Packing is no fun.

I got to hang out with my mom a little today. We ran some errands and had lunch. It felt good to be with her.

Last night I had my 'See You Later' party. So many good people came...well all that came were good. Ashley gave me our Halloween photo from several years ago - she was Mary and I was Warren from Something About Mary. I looked like a wee lad. Then Mollie, Katie, Danelle, Meredith and Ashley all pitched in to get me one of Cory's pieces! It's one I have always wanted because it reminds me of Alice In Wonderland...I'm not sure why, but it's beautiful. Thank you so much everyone!!! And please forgive me if I left anyone out...I was tipsy when you all gave it to me. But thank you again for coming out. And the night wasn't complete until I saw pierced nipples, thank you T.

Tonight we are having a family get together before I leave. I would post pictures, but my camera is broken.

The days are colliding into one another. It's a landslide of chores, cleaning and trying to remember the important things. Cross your fingers that everything will fit into Alice.

2.02.2007

countdown: three


-- Do I Have --
Of course I have,
Beneath my raincoat,
I have your photographs.
And the sun on your
Face
I'm freezing that frame

And somewhere Alfie cries
and says "Enjoy his every smile
You can see in the dark
Through the eyes of Laura Mars"
-- How did it go so fast --
you'll say as we are looking back
and then we'll understand
we held gold dust in our hands

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I really love this song. It makes me think of all the things you shouldn't take for granted. Every time I am having dinner with my family. Playing with the kids. Having a drink or two with friends. Laughing about the past. All those things I keep in my heart. It's my gold dust.

Asleep told me to get an emergency kit for the trip. I finally purchased one last night. It's heavy and includes the following:
Reflective strip on back (of bag) alerts oncoming vehicles
AAA double sided carry bag w/ AAA zipper pulls
AAA membership brochure
Heavy duty 10' 8G booster cable w/ vinyl coated 300AMP clamps
Heavy duty tow rope
Flashlight hand charge 2 LED
Pair of gloves w/ dimples for better gripping
Emergency poncho --- I can't wait to wear this!
2-in-1 screwdriver
Bungee cord
Duct tape
Shop clothes
First aid supplies

So in case my care ever flies off a ravine, I think we will be ok, thanks to my AAA emergency kit! The only thing I feel it's lacking is road flares, I really want to have a small Fourth of July in February.

It feels a little more real that I am moving. Due to the fact I had maybe 10 diet coke's at dinner, I couldn't sleep last night - so I packed. I folded down all of my clothes and put them in the space-saver thingys my mom bought for me. I hope they work as good as they say they do. I also have started pre-moving in - my first box of things arrived at Asleep's work yesterday. I asked if he wanted to open it and see what was in there. He said 'no.' I wondered why he didn't want to look through it. Because, I don't care whose box it is - I would want to look in and see their belongings they mailed to me. He eventually did. He wondered I had so many belts. I can't answer that question, only because I'm not really sure why I have about 20 belts ranging in color and style.

Before my big purchase of my emergency kit, Heather, Jamie, Michael and I ate at Olive Garden. I am pretty sure out waitress was strung out on something not legal. During the evening of carbs, she called us the following names: Shower Head (directed at Jamie), Egg Heads, AK, and several others that may be in the urban dictionary - as she would call us those names she would look at us with her beady eyes with pouted lips. She would also tell us 'NO' when we asked for a refill, joking of course only to bring us a new soda.

*I found it odd how she called us those names, so I looked them up in the Urban Dictionary. Funny to see how each name we were called is in there.

Shower Head:
1. oral sex given to a male while showering with a sexual partner.
2. something you use to jack off with...or...girls jack off with.

Egg Head:
1. An overly intellectual person; someone who thinks too much.

AK:
5. A shortened term how the AK-47, a widely available assualt rifle popular with thugs, urban criminals and terrorists.

2.01.2007

countdown: four

Love is like oxygen
Love is a many splendored thing
Love lifts us up where we belong
All you need is love!
-Ewan Mcgregor - Elephant Love Medley

Soon I will have a new movie buddy. For the most part we have the same tastes in films. There's one type of movie that I enjoy more than he - love stories. I'm a sucker for a love story, I'm not sure where it came from or why, but I don't mind the occasional 'chick flick' or movie where you already know the ending of happily ever after. And chances are, I will cry at some point during them - just as I do in every episode of Grey's Anatomy.

One of my most favorite movies is Moulin Rouge. Yes it's a love story, but does it have a happy ending? Not so much. But every time I hear Come What May I get emotional. Or when I hear The Police's Tango de Roxanne I get the chills - by far my favorite scene. Kylie Minogue as the Green Fairy is rad.

I will most likely make Asleep watch this with me, I don't think he has a choice in this one. He will also have to put up with my singing during it as well.

In some ways, I feel my relationship with Asleep is like a love movie where you already know the ending of happily ever after - and I love that.

1.31.2007

little brazil tour dates

acting like hipsters

Greg told me he wouldn't be able to make it to my 'See You Later' party, but informed me Little Brazil would be playing in LA. I will be pumped to see them in February!

from greg:

Little Brazil will be heading out for about 7 weeks starting Feb. 1st. If we're coming anywhere near your city please stop out! I'll buy you copious amounts of alcohol and provide free unconditional hugs. Then, i'll most likely try to seduce you for a place to stay all while stealing the condiments out of your kitchen cabinets. It doesn't stop there kids! After stealing "said" condiments, I'll try and seduce any pets that you may have at your residence. I have a fetish for birds and fish. It's kinda wierd, but so am I. All that aside, I'd just love the opportunity to see some of your lovely faces! Until then....see you soon!

greg

02/01 Denver CO @ Hi Dive
02/02 Laramie WY @ The Manor with 1090 Club
02/03 Billings MT @ Yellowstone Perk
02/05 Portland OR @ Berbati's Pan with Lillydale
02/06 Seattle WA @ Crocodile with Lillydale
02/07 Eugene OR @ Diablo's
02/08 Oakland CA @ Stork Club
02/09 San Francisco CA @ Bottom of the Hill with Mirah
02/10 Los Angeles CA @ Knitting Factory with Gertie Fox
02/11 Phoenix AZ @ Modified
02/12 Las Cruces NM @ The Bean
02/14 Dallas TX @ Doublewide
02/15 Austin TX @ Mohawk
02/16 Lake Jackson TX @ Civic Center
02/17 Baton Rouge LA @ Spanish Moon
02/18 Birmingham AL @ Bottletree Cafe
02/19 Jacksonville FL @ Jackrabbit's
02/20 Wilmington NC @ Soapbox with Ladyfinger NE
02/21 Washington DC @ Black Cat Backstage
02/23 Oneonta NY @ SUNY Oneonta with Ladyfinger NE
02/24 New York NY @ Cake Shop with Call Me Lightning
02/25 Boston MA @ Middle East Upstairs with Ladyfinger NE
02/26 Philadelphia PA @ Upstairs at Sal's
02/27 Cleveland OH @ Beachland Ballroom with Ladyfinger NE
02/28 Pittsburgh PA @ Garfield Artworks
03/01 Columbus OH @ Andyman's Treehouse with Ladyfinger NE
03/02 Gambier OH @ Kenyon College with Denison Witmer
03/03 Chicago IL @ Beat Kitchen with Ladyfinger NE
03/04 Lansing MI @ Mac's Bar
03/05 Champaign IL @ Void Room at Canopy Club with Say Hi to Your Mom
03/06 Minneapolis MN @ Turf Club
03/09 Des Moines IA @ Vaudeville Mews
03/10 DeKalb IL @ House Cafe
03/11 Dubuque IA @ Busted Lift
03/20 Oklahoma City OK @ Conservatory
03/21 St Louis MO @ Creepy Crawl
03/22 Kansas City MO @ Record Bar
03/23 Omaha NE @ Sokol Underground

countdown: five

I wondered two things this balmy 10 degree morning...

Why do people have their car windows down to smoke when it's freezing cold outside - can't they wait 15 minutes?

And, why when you have your car heat on and you turn a corner, the heat seems to disappear for a short second leaving you in the cold?

Last night Mollie, Matty and I had Farmhouse. We had many laughs - mostly about how I will be staying at a gay/clothing-optional resort when we go to Coachella. But also about all the drama Matty told us about. Since Mollie and I have very little drama in our lives, we like to hear of other people's craziness.

Today is my last day at obi. Ashley brought bagels. And Danelle posted a note above my computer that read:

Jimbo - Please don't leave me... :( OK, fine go! I'll just come and visit every other weekend! :) -Broken Hearted, Danelle Petersen-Schlegelmilch-Ferrin.

I've been here a year and oh, how it's flown. I somehow feel indebted to them because they were the ones who brought me to California two times. In those two times is when I got to meet Asleep. So I can't thank them enough for that experience.

I activated two old bank cards from US Bank. I didn't think they would work, but thank Jebus they did because that will be the bank I'll use out there.

I love talking to Asleep. I never get tired of hearing his stories or his racists remarks - I never get bored. I get more excited when I talk to him about the move - and the things that will happen afterwards - waking up next to each other, making dinner for each other (I hope he likes toast), going to movies together, going to bed with each other - and all the little things in between. It's those things that make me feel like the luckiest guy.

1.30.2007

countdown: six

So the countdown of the move to the west begins. Six days left.

Last night I went with Heather to her water weights class. I asked if it was one of those all-women classes, she told me it wasn't. Besides the two life guards I was the only guy, I was also the youngest person there. But I can't complain because jogging and doing scissor kicks in water was fun. I think I was even sweating some, which is hard to tell when you're in water.

After the workout, we decided we should eat some Zio's.

So on the move, I really don't think it's hit me yet that I am moving and will be living many states away from my family. I haven't felt homesick since I stayed with my aunt in Columbus, Nebraska when I was eight (and it was just for a week) - she also got me hooked on All My Children.

I have packed and sent one box out. I have another waiting - which weighs around 50 pounds (and I can only recall DVDs and a pair of shorts in there).

My mom keeps telling me I need to go to Sprint to fix our plan, so I can stop paying $320 every month. I need to go to the bank and switch things over. I need to get my oil changed. I need to call my insurance for my car. I need to get insurance for myself...One thing at a time please.

I just don't want anyone to worry. I don't worry, so they shouldn't. But maybe it's good that someone does.

1.26.2007

flashback #1: fac

I had a flashback today while talking about...ummm something...with Ashley in the office today. I say something because I can't remember for the life of me what it was. Anyways, I thought of FAC (Fridays After Class) in Iowa City. They were wonderful times full of early afternoon drinking, card games, good cheeseburgers and fries, and a guy with a guitar who sang any songs you wanted.

During one semester I happened to be the first person to arrive at the bar, which would be somewhere around 12:30 p.m. I would get the tables pushed together for the perfect game of Asshole or Fuck You. Many would trail in behind me...Amy, Laura, Mike, Matt, Mary, Ashley, Erin, Chris, Kristen, Rebecca, Alexis, Gail, Tatum, Megan, Kevin, Darcie, Vanessa, Rob, Daver...and the list continues.

Fond memories were made during these Fridays. Such as...

A girl walking around the bar collecting underwear tags. Amy got excited, reached down the back of my pants and ripped out my underwear tag.

Loosing a drinking game and having to chug several beers.

Stacking each cup - it was always fun to see who had the tallest one.

Mary thinking she got frost bite from sitting next to the doors when it was cold outside.

Signing American Pie with the whole bar.

Having a bad day and having a breakdown after beer #9. The nice waitress asked if I was ok and I shook my head no. Ok, maybe this one isn't such a fond memory.

For a couple weeks we played with a stack of cards Amy purchased. They were of nude males.

Mike, Daver and I thinking we were more hungry than just a cheeseburger. We walked to Hillcrest, but before doing so got high somewhere on campus in a forest-like area on some bench. While getting to the cafeteria (Hillcrest had the best cafeteria on campus, it was much like a delicious buffet you would find in Vegas...ok maybe not that good.) we snuck in so we didn't have to pay. I can only recall blurry vision and several trays of food.

This is all I can remember at this time, which I don't think is half-bad since I can barely remember what I did yesterday. I'm sure if I were to go back today it would be a very different experience. I would think the underage drinkers were annoying with their card games or cup stacking, but I would never be so low as to not try and pick it up one more time. I would wait for Nick Stink to pick up his guitar and we would all sing out of key...A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile...

1.25.2007

BREAKING NEWS

The limo that resides across the street has been towed.

Now what will we take pictures in front of for birthdays and other great events?

*For those of you who are unaware of what this limo is, it's a circa 1981 white limousine that has been parked directly behind our driveway for the past four to five years.

1.23.2007

ripple back to me


This past weekend was a wonderful time. Asleep came to visit the icy midwest with freshly fallen snow.

Seeing him walk out of the airport gates put a smile on my face - which didn't leave until he left. I first took him to see Heather - who seems to be just as concerned as my mom is about me moving. I then introduced him to the wonderful life of Zio's pizza. From there we retreated to our room and only left for ice cream.

The next day we had lunch with my mom. Having met him I was hoping to put her concerns aside - which I think did help somewhat. That evening he got to meet a couple friends over large plates of pasta. After we went to Babe's birthday to bowl.

Sunday was Farmhouse day - where he would taste the most delicious cinnamon roll man has ever made. He also cooked for some family and friends - chicken enchiladas and spanish rice. I can't tell you all, how excited I am to be eating this food regularly in a couple weeks. Hopefully he will be willing to cook - if not, I will have to start thinking up a list of bribs for him.

Monday came too fast. We had a less than mediocre Runza lunch and some laughs on my cloud 9. We had our 'see you laters' which involved me taking in deep breaths of him and exchanging bear hugs - then he flew back to the west.

Sometimes it feels like I'm missing an arm.

...see you in two weeks, arm.

coachella 2007

I will get to attend this amazing event!!!

And you can bet I will be in the middle of Rage Against the Machine's mosh pit. Do they still have mosh pits? Anyways, it will be amazing...Damien Rice, the Roots, Bjork, Arcade Fire, Willie Nelson, the Decemberists, Manu Chao...well anyways, you can see it all up there.

Party on Wayne. Party on Garth.

1.18.2007

funk

This is why I will miss Ashley.


We first met at a party in Iowa City. I was sitting on A washing machine. We soon became roomates.

It was my first time living with someone other than my parents or sister. We got along and never fought. We had routines that were different from each other's. She had lots of make-up scattered around the bathroom sink. I had a freezer full of frozen pizza and Ben & Jerry's ice cream.

The times we would eat at the same time would be had on the couch in the living room. I would eat an entire frozen pizza. She would make something on her George Foreman grill. I would go for dessert with the pint of ice cream. She would stare at me and ask, 'Are you really eating that whole thing?!' I would respond 'I already did,' showing her the empty carton.

Thanks for all the good times from dressing up like Mary and Warren for Halloween to FAC's at Bo James where the cups were stacked 10+ high.

(post)secret


Heather introduced me to PostSecret. Intresting books that have shocking and hurtful things postcards sent in from random people. While mine is neither shocking or hurtful, it's truthful.

Thanks Katie for posting yours.

1.17.2007

parasol

i'm no lady
but i feel like
i'm the seated woman
watching it sail by
the wind picks it up
i get swept along
swept to the side
it once was good
but now i'll just sit
and watch
watch it sail away



I think the man is as divine as the woman. But I can only go from my own perspective and own experiences. The masculine divineness is pretty ok. Like in the song 'Parasol'. Here a woman has to fight for her way of life. And it's not about a war against terrorists, but a war against a friend, a lover, or a colleague. He doesn't want to respect the choices she makes, the evolution she goes through or the freedom she seeks. He wants to attack her on every level and tries to put her down. This is the problem she has to deal with.
-Tori Amos - OOR Magazine (Dutch), March 2005


then the Seated Woman
with a Parasol
may be the only one
you can’t betray
if I’m the Seated Woman
with a Parasol
I will be safe
in my frame
I will be safe
in my frame
in your House
in your frame

game night

A couple weekends ago Katie invited us to game night after a dinner at Zio's. I love me some games so I accepted the invitation. These are the things I will miss about living here. Calling friends up last minute to have dinner at one of my favorite places and shooting the shit. I have learned to not take these moments for granted. I hold them in my heart and in my thoughts.


As a sidenote, Asleep better get ready for some Twister domination. Because I have discovered I am bad-ass at it.


Thank you Katie for the pictures.

1.14.2007

but it's free!

While searching for jobs on craigslist in Long Beach, i came across the 'free' section - because really, who doesn't like free stuff?

Well, I found two ads for free dirt. Yes, that's correct - dirt that is free. I wasn't aware they were starting to charge for something that is basically everywhere - I guess they do that with water.

Brian wants clean dirt though. So he will have to wait. Maybe clean dirt isn't free?

If you are interested in free dirt, you should visit these following links:
free clean dirt
free dirt

perfectly composed


it gets cold
you can see your breath
as you talk
and i like talking to you

then it starts to snow
it falls slow
every single one is different
and i found mine

hexagonal plates fell in the west
funny how it snowed on me there
i let it fall on my tongue
and i knew you were my snowflake

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Wow, look at you now
Flowers in the window
It's such a lovely day
And I'm glad that you feel the same
Cause to stand up, out in the crowd
You are one in a million
And I love you so lets watch the flowers grow
Lets watch the flowers grow

1.11.2007

bill on the hill

"The Democratic-controlled House Thursday passed a bill bolstering embryonic stem cell research that advocates say shows promise for numerous medical cures."

"...Embryonic stem cells so far are backed by the most promising evidence that one day they might be used to grow replacements for damaged tissue, such as new insulin-producing cells for diabetics or new nerve connections to restore movement after spinal injury."
-BBSNews


1.10.2007

cup of tea with lucifer

i get fixated on one thing sometimes
just one thing at a time
it can consume me
and i deny it
welcome back to the passive plane
but i am on a continuous learning experience
to get away from such a place
but it's good to tap into what is really in there
darkside or not
take a dance with it
and then let it go
that is beautiful

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I wanted to marry Lucifer. Even though I had a crush on Jesus. Lucifer was the brother holding the space for mankind/womankind to act out their fears and hidden secrets, things they won't acknowledge. That's what the shadow is, the side that's been denied, and once you don't dent your shadow anymore then it's not a perversion of that energy source. I don't consider Lucifer an evil force. We can all tap into that free-running current of distorted energy. Some of my girlfriends - liberal London girls - had a problem with the idea that I was writing a song called 'Father Lucifer.' One of them heard it and cried and said, 'You made him so beautiful,' and I said, 'What if he is beautiful?' Shadow defines light. The shadow is where I hang out because I like chasing and diving with those forces. Although I think my mom would like to tag along and have a dance with him because she's been a minister's wife for so long! But this is not Hollywood's view of Lucifer
Tori Amos
Spin - March 1996



go away girls
they go fast
steve mcqueen plays
it takes him
to a place
where
he saves
pictures of
pictures of
pictures of that day

go away girls
she goes fast
steve mcqueen plays
it takes him
to a place
where
he saves
pictures of
pictures of
pictures of that day

go away girls
she went far
steve mcqueen plays
it takes him
to a place where
he must
try to bring her back

1.09.2007

my tree

i'm going to plant me a tree
with care it will grow
and when it's big enough
i'm going to climb that tree
and watch the city rise
watch the people hustle and bustle
watch the cars race by
watch you chase by
my tree
it will have big branches
strong enough for me to sit
and kick my feet
above your head
because it will be tall enough
for you to not reach me
because once you do
is when the leaves start to turn
and fall
the bark will start to shed
my rings will deteriorate
and i'll be left with nothing
the ground would be my bed
so that's why my branches
will be way above your head

bow down to the taco king



i think everyone should have a chance to eat king taco before they leave this life. it's one of the best places i have ever eaten at. their tacos are the most delicious tacos (asleep's excluded) i have ever tasted. it takes me to a happy place. their hot sauce warms my heart and tingles my lips. mmm...

1.07.2007

finding the silver lining


This morning my mom woke me up and told me she was on her way to the hospital because Garrett will be in intensive care for 12 hours and that he has diabetes.

Excuse me? Diabetes? I don’t think so.

I went to visit him this morning and he was sleeping. He looked so little in the bed - with IVs coming from his leg. The first thing that comes to mind is how you wish that was you on the bed instead of him - to take away all the pain and trouble.

Now, he is doing fine and should be able to leave the hospital in two or three days. I can’t thank God enough for that. In the end he will be perfectly fine because he's a super trooper.

Yesterday we celebrated his first birthday, which is actually on January 12th. Future birthdays will be filled with Splenda birthday cakes and vegetable trays. I wish it could be easier for him.

1.06.2007

to whom it may concern

I have had this feeling for some time. The feeling led me to Iowa City first. It was mostly because my dad had passed away and I wanted to get away from everything that reminded me of him. But a year there led me back home to Carter Lake.

This time is much different. I have visited California three times. I fell in love with it when I stepped off the plane. I don’t know if it’s because I am from the Midwest, but I still get excited whenever I see a palm tree or the ocean. There’s something so beautiful about them. It puts me in a strangely good mood. The sun is different there too. It’s warmer. I look outside and the smile that appears on my face doesn’t seem to leave.

Now, palm trees and the ocean are great and all, but there is a man there that I also fell in love with – more so than the ocean I must admit. I have never felt like this about someone before. I know I’m not aged or have very much experience in relationships. But any type of love I thought I had felt from someone or for someone is nothing like this. I don’t even know how to explain it. Everything is perfectly in place. The puzzle pieces fit – there’s no misshaped parts and the picture is creates when it’s finished is beautiful.

There’s been no death in the family. I’m not running from anything or anyone. I am moving to Long Beach. This won’t be like last time where I move back home when things turn to shit. I am in a very different place in my life - a healthy, happy place.

This said raises concerns for friends and family. Many of my friends are very supportive for my decisions. Some are very indifferent about things. They have yet to meet Asleep and I can understand their concerns. In past relationships I’ve wanted my friends to meet the guy – to judge him and find his downfalls. With Asleep it’s different. There may be judging and such, but I’m not bringing him to them to pass judgment. It’s on a more mature level.

There’s also concern to some of what happens when we break up or things go bad. Well, I’m not a fortune-teller and can’t tell what will or won’t happen. But the thing is – I’m not worried about those things. Mollie said it best when she said, ‘You don’t show a pregnant woman a picture of a handicapped baby and say ‘this could happen to you.’’ He and I have a mutual understanding of what e will be and how we will love one another.

I’m not scared of my decision to move. I’m not leaving my life here. I’m not leaving my family. That’s the good thing about them – they don’t leave you, they will always be there for me. And family and friends are always a flight away.

I will drive to my new home at the end of February. Now you have a reason to visit the west coast. Thank you to those who don’t find me too crazy for my reasoning. To those who think I am out of my mind or say negative things, I love you too, but stop being a Debbie Downer, I’ve always been supportive of you.

1.05.2007

such a great beginning

After keeping a secret for a few weeks, I got to surprise Asleep for New Years Eve. I was a little scared that I wouldn’t make it in time due to all the snow in Omaha and getting late into Phoenix, but I made it to Long Beach about five hours before the 2007 ball dropped. I was so excited to see him and by the look of his face he felt the same. That night I got to meet a number of his family. I was nervous they would have the attitude of ‘who the hell are you?’ But it was the opposite – a few of them knew I was coming and everyone was very cool. Midnight rolled along and my first kiss of the year got to be the boy I went to see.

The days to follow were amazing and went too quickly. Cloud 9 couldn’t have been more comfortable. He says I’m the lazy one, but we both know that he is the lazy one. We ate King Taco twice. We discovered one location has this wonderful spicy nacho cheese. He cooked twice for me. You would think Paula Dean taught him to cook, because it’s so damn good. He doesn’t own a microwave – which I find interesting. I ask, ‘how do you make simple things such as popcorn?’ He says he makes it himself. I had that treat the last night I was there while we were watching Ice Age 2 on couch 9. So good.
We got to see the sunset. True, oil refineries and people were asking us for money, but it was with him and that’s what made it perfect. He makes me feel different – better than anyone has ever made me feel. I don’t even know how to describe it. But it’s basically like having the best orgasm all day long. He makes me feel so good about myself. And MMM he is the sexiest guy alive.

One good thing is he will be here in two weeks. One bad thing is, two months will take too long.

happy new years.



meanwhile, back in long beach



dock wall o'clock



me nut? you nut!