10 Years Ago (1995), I:
1. Quit college after 2 years to take care of my mom after an operation laid her up for a long time.
2. Was promoted to "Acting Senior Clerk" while working in the library because our boss was hit by a cab. With little expirience, I had to supervise 3 clerks and 4 pissed off pages that hated me and earn their respect.
3. broke off my second most serious relaionship with a japanese college student because she brought ne too many gifts and was basically making me the "Bitch" of the relationship. It was the ONLY time I have ever dumped someone, I consider it one of the hardest things I ever had to do.
4. Wore hazel contacts to attract girls
5. was known for wearing a red generic baseball cap, similar to Indiana Jones and his Fedora.
7 Years Ago (1998), I:
1. was working second shift at a law firm in the village.
2. also hooked up my two stoner friends when they came down from New Paltz and Binghamton for the summer.
3. became a total "nighcrawler", going to clubs and late night movie theaters after work. I used to go to the Blue Note Jazz club at 2am, just to relax and chill after a wild night.
4. discoved and explored the East Village as if my name was "Columbus"
5. Was extremely pissed off at my mother for letting my sister keep her child after getting knocked up a second time.
6 Years Ago (1999), I:
1. was working for Chase Bank.
2. Fell in love for the 2nd time in my life...
3. Had sex for the 2nd time.
4. Was dumped on my 24th Birthday.
5. Saw the scariest movie in my life. ("Blair Witch Project")
5 Years Ago (2000), I:
1. was making the most money possible working for a Health Insurance.
2. Finally moved out and got a place of my own.
3. had no cable for the first month (June) in my new place so I had to watch VHS tapes of cartoons I recorded back in the day (Darkwing Duck, C.O.P.S., Ninja Turtles, Batman and Transformers).
4. Had about 7 credit cards that were digging me in a serious hole of debt.
5. Saw Moby for the first time live at the Hammerstein Ballroom.
3 Years Ago (2002), I:
1. was working in westchester (Still in Health Insurance), I needed to get away from the city after 9/11.
2. developed a strong crush for a co-worker who was much older than me.
3. became pissed off when other ex-coworkers followed me up to westchester and were treated better than me (promotions, etc...)
4. finally filed for bankrupcy.
5. saw Bjork live for the first time at Radio City Music Hall
2 Years Ago (2003), I:
1. became an insominac. I can never get a full night's rest since the friend that helped me get my job in westchester left the job after the death of her sister. I don't know if she quit, or if she was fired, but in true surivior guilt fashion, I can no longer sleep at night.
2. begin to show signs of stress and fatigue as the job takes it's toll on me.
3. discover Craigslist.
4. smacked my niece the once and only time so far on the head for kicking me between my legs one too many times.
5. Rejected a sexual advance from co-worker due to the fact that Eagles didn't go to the super bowl.
1 Year Ago (2004), I:
1. shocked the whole office and quit my job in westchester.
2. rejected yet another sexual advance due to the fact that I was packed and ready to leave.
3. discovered the joys of Broadband.
4. Loss my basic cable channels.
5. found a semi-decient job working back in the city.
"Stolen from yet another Blog..."
"School's Out, kids....Get the hell outta the subway!"
Today's the last day of school for kids in the city, so the trains should be running smoother and they'll be more room for me to ride on tomorrow. Thank goodness, if there's one thing I can't stand in the morning is those damn, book-bag wearing, loud ass talkin, playing cards in the middle of the car juvilnile deliquents!!! I can't stand teenagers!
Other good news on the subway, today they announced there will be new strict rules for riders starting in October. No more rollerblades, no riding in between cars, no open coffee cups that can spill and make a mess, and BEST of ALL....NO ten speed bicycles! Violaters face up to 100.00 fines, and I know the city is going to have ticketers on the platforms in full force to squeeze some more money outta subway riders! I for one am happy about these rules...I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to KILL an idiot riding the train with his or her bike. If I became a serial killer, I would only kill people that brought their ten speeder on a subway car! One by one, I'd gut them down and carve them up!
It never made sense, you have a bike! I don't care if you're going from the bronx to brooklyn, RIDE THE DAMN BIKE THERE! Don't bring it on the train in the middle of rush hour, bumping it into everybody, damn...it's hard to get elbow room as it is, I gotta worry about a wheel going over my foot, or getting a handle bar stuck up my ass! Take you biker shorts and your stupid ass helmet on the street, Lance Armstrong, and don't ever show your face on the 1 Train again!
That goes for the idiot kids that gotta go to Summer School, Walk your ass down the street, or calm the fuck down when you ride!
(I know I sound mean and all, but for 2.00 a ride, I'm entitled!)
Other good news on the subway, today they announced there will be new strict rules for riders starting in October. No more rollerblades, no riding in between cars, no open coffee cups that can spill and make a mess, and BEST of ALL....NO ten speed bicycles! Violaters face up to 100.00 fines, and I know the city is going to have ticketers on the platforms in full force to squeeze some more money outta subway riders! I for one am happy about these rules...I can't tell you how many times I've wanted to KILL an idiot riding the train with his or her bike. If I became a serial killer, I would only kill people that brought their ten speeder on a subway car! One by one, I'd gut them down and carve them up!
It never made sense, you have a bike! I don't care if you're going from the bronx to brooklyn, RIDE THE DAMN BIKE THERE! Don't bring it on the train in the middle of rush hour, bumping it into everybody, damn...it's hard to get elbow room as it is, I gotta worry about a wheel going over my foot, or getting a handle bar stuck up my ass! Take you biker shorts and your stupid ass helmet on the street, Lance Armstrong, and don't ever show your face on the 1 Train again!
That goes for the idiot kids that gotta go to Summer School, Walk your ass down the street, or calm the fuck down when you ride!
(I know I sound mean and all, but for 2.00 a ride, I'm entitled!)
Happy Birthday, Spike!
His name is Spike Spiegel...
And he's the ULTIMATE cool cowboy on "Cowboy Bebop".
"Laid Back" is his style...
And if there's a bounty on your head, he will find you.
Rock on, space cowboy.
And he's the ULTIMATE cool cowboy on "Cowboy Bebop".
"Laid Back" is his style...
And if there's a bounty on your head, he will find you.
Rock on, space cowboy.
"The heat is on!"
Have you even avoided cooking on a hot day because you didn't want to turn on the stove? I mean peanut butter sandwiches and cold cereal can't cut it sometimes! And I've been having take out (Pizza or McDonnalds) too many times! Today was the exception, though, it was just killer this afternoon. Damn if my niece didn't finish the ice cream sandwiches, too!
Fortunately, the little terror and mom were out there in the smoldering heat all day (Some kind of party or function). I used to time to reseach the internet for more TV Screenwriting Contest. This is the time when they get announced, and I'm on the mission of pushing my TV show to the Network Spotlight!
I also worked on the BLOG a bit, I might add the cast info and various pieces of dialogue next. I've been getting a few curious requests for the pilot script, but I'm still a bit hesitant about sending it out. While I love an honest, stranger's opinion, I'm still sensitive about putting my blood, sweat, and tears out there.
When mom came back, we got a call from her distant cousin who also lives in our building. She's always driving mom out to jersey to go shopping, so tonight she offered for a late evening run to shop-rite for some groceries. I decided to tag along for the hell with it. I've haven't seen this distant cousin in awhile and I wanted to thank her for trying to help me out during my job search A while Back.
When we got to the parking lot of the supermarket, I asked Cousin PAT about an old friend that ironically works for her.
"How's my dear friend, REBEL, doing these days?"
PAT groans, "Oh, she's fine, LES. Lemme ask you something?"
"Yes?"
"While you worked with her in the law firm scanning documents, did um, guys, um buy her things and stuff?"
"You mean, did she use men to get what she wanted?" I asked.
"Yes, did she?"
I nodded, "She was know for attracting a LOT of affection from guys."
PAT nodded in disgust, apprently she's still at it....
"Well," I added "She's a very beautiful woman..." Which was true because I even had a crush on her, well a little...there was another girl on the job that I was head over heels for, Crystal Wells. She was a weird tomgirl who wore her hair in pigtails and always wore a tight army fatigues t-shirt with some cut jeans and timberland boots. She was a stick figure who looked like she could kick ass, but those damn pig tails made me melt (Almost like that black guitar playing singer in those coco-cola comercials!), but enough about Crystal, REBEL was pretty and out of some weird twist of fate after we parted ways, she ends up working with PAT.
PAT asked why I haven't tried to get reaquainted with REBEL through her since they go out all the time and sometimes she asks about me. I smiled and replied, "I'll always be a friend from a distance with her because I don't want to end up like one of THOSE men."
And plus, I was much...BETTER looking back then compared to now, seeing REBEL would do more harm than good.
It IS nice that I'm on her mind, thou...and I have to admit, I think of REBEL the minute mom mentions, PAT.
We did our shopping and headed back to the city.
I did some more writing on EPISODE 4 (I'm almost done!) and then went to bed.
Fortunately, the little terror and mom were out there in the smoldering heat all day (Some kind of party or function). I used to time to reseach the internet for more TV Screenwriting Contest. This is the time when they get announced, and I'm on the mission of pushing my TV show to the Network Spotlight!
I also worked on the BLOG a bit, I might add the cast info and various pieces of dialogue next. I've been getting a few curious requests for the pilot script, but I'm still a bit hesitant about sending it out. While I love an honest, stranger's opinion, I'm still sensitive about putting my blood, sweat, and tears out there.
When mom came back, we got a call from her distant cousin who also lives in our building. She's always driving mom out to jersey to go shopping, so tonight she offered for a late evening run to shop-rite for some groceries. I decided to tag along for the hell with it. I've haven't seen this distant cousin in awhile and I wanted to thank her for trying to help me out during my job search A while Back.
When we got to the parking lot of the supermarket, I asked Cousin PAT about an old friend that ironically works for her.
"How's my dear friend, REBEL, doing these days?"
PAT groans, "Oh, she's fine, LES. Lemme ask you something?"
"Yes?"
"While you worked with her in the law firm scanning documents, did um, guys, um buy her things and stuff?"
"You mean, did she use men to get what she wanted?" I asked.
"Yes, did she?"
I nodded, "She was know for attracting a LOT of affection from guys."
PAT nodded in disgust, apprently she's still at it....
"Well," I added "She's a very beautiful woman..." Which was true because I even had a crush on her, well a little...there was another girl on the job that I was head over heels for, Crystal Wells. She was a weird tomgirl who wore her hair in pigtails and always wore a tight army fatigues t-shirt with some cut jeans and timberland boots. She was a stick figure who looked like she could kick ass, but those damn pig tails made me melt (Almost like that black guitar playing singer in those coco-cola comercials!), but enough about Crystal, REBEL was pretty and out of some weird twist of fate after we parted ways, she ends up working with PAT.
PAT asked why I haven't tried to get reaquainted with REBEL through her since they go out all the time and sometimes she asks about me. I smiled and replied, "I'll always be a friend from a distance with her because I don't want to end up like one of THOSE men."
And plus, I was much...BETTER looking back then compared to now, seeing REBEL would do more harm than good.
It IS nice that I'm on her mind, thou...and I have to admit, I think of REBEL the minute mom mentions, PAT.
We did our shopping and headed back to the city.
I did some more writing on EPISODE 4 (I'm almost done!) and then went to bed.
"The Concert"
Cameras are forbidden in Carnigie Hall, but I snuck my digital camera in anyway, I did what I could to improve the pic a little, but what'd you expect when you're in the nosebleed seats?
From Right to Left:Dave Brubeck (Piano), Bobby Militello (Sax), Michael Moore (Bass), Randy Jones (Drums). They look like ants, I know...guess you had to be there...
From Right to Left:Dave Brubeck (Piano), Bobby Militello (Sax), Michael Moore (Bass), Randy Jones (Drums). They look like ants, I know...guess you had to be there...
"Take Five"
I first heard Dave Brubeck's infamous jazz song, "Take Five" back in 1995. I was working for the library and his song was used in a series of TV commercials for Lexus starring movie star Johnathan Pryce. The tune stood out and was catchy, it just stays in your head. I thought it was just another jingle till mom told me it was a very old and famous jazz song. She didn't know the title, all she knew that it was by a piano player named Dave Brubeck. I looked him up and used the library's records to find his "Best of" CD's and one track was common in all of them, "Take Five". I checked out a CD and listened to it when I got home, and when the track came on, I was taken to another level of music appreciatition. It's like seeing snow for the first time in your life, you gaze and wonder at it and it stays with you. I mean before Brubeck, all I liked was rap, hip-hop, and r&b, I had no idea what jazz was about. And that one song started me on a journey to discover his other works and when I updated myself with entire history, I said to myself, "Wouldn't it be great to see him perform live?". In the summer of 1999, while dating my ex, that dream came true. While that expirence was the most memorable (Due to the company at the time...) the few times I've seen him peform have been just as magical.
At the elderly age of 85, the master of West Cost Piano Jazz still has it. He tours around the world playing at least 16 concerts a year, releases new albums every 2 years of so, and has no intention of quitting anytime soon.
This was my fourth time seeing him, third in Carnegie Hall, he's always included in the JVC Jazz Festival. I hiked up the four stories to the balcony seats this time (I really couldn't afford a 75.00 floor seat this year.) and the view was something out of Yankee Stadium, bit it was worth it.
The song "Take Five" is still popular these days, It's been heard in movies like "Belly", and "Constantine" and even TV shows like "ER" and "The West Wing".
After the concert I walked around a bit, then went home. It would have been nice to had an "appointment" to meet someone, but things are not going my way...*sigh*....Guess I'll haveta Take Five....
At the elderly age of 85, the master of West Cost Piano Jazz still has it. He tours around the world playing at least 16 concerts a year, releases new albums every 2 years of so, and has no intention of quitting anytime soon.
This was my fourth time seeing him, third in Carnegie Hall, he's always included in the JVC Jazz Festival. I hiked up the four stories to the balcony seats this time (I really couldn't afford a 75.00 floor seat this year.) and the view was something out of Yankee Stadium, bit it was worth it.
The song "Take Five" is still popular these days, It's been heard in movies like "Belly", and "Constantine" and even TV shows like "ER" and "The West Wing".
After the concert I walked around a bit, then went home. It would have been nice to had an "appointment" to meet someone, but things are not going my way...*sigh*....Guess I'll haveta Take Five....
"Missed Opportunities and Delusional Accusations"
Well, mom came back yesterday afternoon, safe and sound so it's back to walking around the house in shorts and undershirts. I didn't hook up with anyone for sex, or do ANYthing bad whlie she was away in Vegas. I DID however catch up on some writing and updated the CALL NUMBERS TV show Blog a little bit. Maybe I should lock myself up in a isolated cabin (A la "Secret Window") and finish up the first season's worth of episodes.
When mom checked with psycho-sis over the phone I half expected the whole cigarette incident come to light, but to my suprise it didn't come up.
Today, Mom went clothes shopping with psycho-sis and went to see my niece come out from school for the first time, the little one's grades are improving and it looks like she's be promoted to the 2nd grade.
When I got home from work, all three of them were at the house and when and my niece were out of the room, my sister pulled next to me...
"You think you slick" She said.
"What?" I replied
"I remember you saying back in the day, IF you ever started smoking cigarettes, you'd smoke MARBOROS because those were "MEN CIGARETTES".
I do remember saying that, like 4 years ago!
"SO?" I replied.
"While I was opening that carton, I notice it smelled like perfume or something...IT WASN'T yours it belonged to some GIRL!"
I couldn't believe it, it sounded so crazy I couldn't help myself to laugh!
She nods her head, "Yeah, keep your secrets again, if you want, I KNOW you were with some girl here alone doing who knows what!"
"You're way off base" I chuckled.
"Yeah, we'll see...I ain't saying nothing and I told (My NIECE'S NAME) not to say anything either, but you're gonna get caught, some day..."
She then turned and walked off to join mom and I stood there wondering whose perfume could have gotten on those cigarettes? Knowing my sister, thou, it could have been her OWN perfume and she wouldn't know it.(Her having the IQ of CARDBOARD and all...) It's just one of those weird assumptions she has when ever she smokes weed or whatever, she turns into a paranoid CSI, analyzing a strand of hair or a matchbook.
So, she thinks I'm having sex with some secret new girlfriend, I WISH! The hell with her, I got bigger fish to fry...
Friday I got yet another job interview and I'm going to see DAVE BRUBECK at carnigie hall!
The saga continues.
P.S. Who the hell is Keyshia Cole? and why is her Debut CD BANGING!??!!?
When mom checked with psycho-sis over the phone I half expected the whole cigarette incident come to light, but to my suprise it didn't come up.
Today, Mom went clothes shopping with psycho-sis and went to see my niece come out from school for the first time, the little one's grades are improving and it looks like she's be promoted to the 2nd grade.
When I got home from work, all three of them were at the house and when and my niece were out of the room, my sister pulled next to me...
"You think you slick" She said.
"What?" I replied
"I remember you saying back in the day, IF you ever started smoking cigarettes, you'd smoke MARBOROS because those were "MEN CIGARETTES".
I do remember saying that, like 4 years ago!
"SO?" I replied.
"While I was opening that carton, I notice it smelled like perfume or something...IT WASN'T yours it belonged to some GIRL!"
I couldn't believe it, it sounded so crazy I couldn't help myself to laugh!
She nods her head, "Yeah, keep your secrets again, if you want, I KNOW you were with some girl here alone doing who knows what!"
"You're way off base" I chuckled.
"Yeah, we'll see...I ain't saying nothing and I told (My NIECE'S NAME) not to say anything either, but you're gonna get caught, some day..."
She then turned and walked off to join mom and I stood there wondering whose perfume could have gotten on those cigarettes? Knowing my sister, thou, it could have been her OWN perfume and she wouldn't know it.(Her having the IQ of CARDBOARD and all...) It's just one of those weird assumptions she has when ever she smokes weed or whatever, she turns into a paranoid CSI, analyzing a strand of hair or a matchbook.
So, she thinks I'm having sex with some secret new girlfriend, I WISH! The hell with her, I got bigger fish to fry...
Friday I got yet another job interview and I'm going to see DAVE BRUBECK at carnigie hall!
The saga continues.
P.S. Who the hell is Keyshia Cole? and why is her Debut CD BANGING!??!!?
“Psycho-Sis Strikes Again, AGAIN!”
I can’t believe it.
On my home from the cemetery I swing by a buy a pack of Newport’s and then come home. I ate some lunch and chilled a bit, getting the nerve up to light up my first cigarette. Then at 6:30, the doorbell rings and my sister walks in with my niece. I left the pack right there on the kitchen table and she saw them.
“Who’s are these?” she said
And it all went out the window, the desire to smoke, everything, *Poof*, just like that, what’s the point of being bad if you SISTER’S gonna know!
Damnit!, This is so the reason why I didn’t invite a call girl for sex, I KNEW she would stop by this weekend.
I told her I wanted to start smoking because I was turning 30, and I wanted it to be a secret and she just laughed at me.
“You should smoke weed, instead.” Was all she said after that.
Fortunately, she didn’t stay too long, I was so disgusted I gave her the damn pack of cigarettes…
“I’m still gonna tell Nana” my niece taunted.
“Yeah, cuz you a little SNITCH!” I hissed at her.
They left and I pondered if I was better off…
Then I realized I wanted to have sex again, and mom comes back, Wednesday…
I got two days to find someone for incall…
If only I could find that girl from February, compared to her, no one on Craigslist has seemed worthy….well, I’ve sort of narrowed it down to three….Aw DAMNIT!
If I didn’t appreciate my soft hands so much, I’d jerk off till I had calluses!!!!
"If I were a boxer I'd bounce those things like Sugar Ray Leonard!!" (Jim Carrey in "Liar, Liar" Outtake)
On my home from the cemetery I swing by a buy a pack of Newport’s and then come home. I ate some lunch and chilled a bit, getting the nerve up to light up my first cigarette. Then at 6:30, the doorbell rings and my sister walks in with my niece. I left the pack right there on the kitchen table and she saw them.
“Who’s are these?” she said
And it all went out the window, the desire to smoke, everything, *Poof*, just like that, what’s the point of being bad if you SISTER’S gonna know!
Damnit!, This is so the reason why I didn’t invite a call girl for sex, I KNEW she would stop by this weekend.
I told her I wanted to start smoking because I was turning 30, and I wanted it to be a secret and she just laughed at me.
“You should smoke weed, instead.” Was all she said after that.
Fortunately, she didn’t stay too long, I was so disgusted I gave her the damn pack of cigarettes…
“I’m still gonna tell Nana” my niece taunted.
“Yeah, cuz you a little SNITCH!” I hissed at her.
They left and I pondered if I was better off…
Then I realized I wanted to have sex again, and mom comes back, Wednesday…
I got two days to find someone for incall…
If only I could find that girl from February, compared to her, no one on Craigslist has seemed worthy….well, I’ve sort of narrowed it down to three….Aw DAMNIT!
If I didn’t appreciate my soft hands so much, I’d jerk off till I had calluses!!!!
"If I were a boxer I'd bounce those things like Sugar Ray Leonard!!" (Jim Carrey in "Liar, Liar" Outtake)
“Father’s Day”
I woke up at 10am today, then headed out at noon. It took two hours by train and bus but I made it all the way to Throgs Neck, all the way to St. Raymond’s. I guess it was kind of ironic mom planning her trip this weekend. She never wants to come here. It’s always “Too Cold” in March and “Too Hot” in June, today was nice and perfect. I don’t know the exact address of the grave, I just know it by the other nearby monuments. Like 14 rows north of the main entrance, near one that had an Italian name that started with a B. Then I found it. *sighs* Nobody comes here anymore, Granddaddy. I guess they’re not used to cemeteries like I am, it doesn’t bother me to pay my respects to the ones I’ve lost, I’ve been secretly doing it a long time.
You know, when I think of you a story comes to mind…
I didn’t speak till I was Three years old. Not a word, no baby talk, nothing. I’d cry of course, but I never tried to speak. Mom and Dad thought I was deaf at one point, and had me checked out. Could you imagine? Three years with no “Momma” or “Dada”, it freaked them out. Then one day mom took me over to visit you and when we walked in, you were about to pass us by in the living room to go the kitchen. Mom took off our coats and turned to the closet, as you went by to the kitchen, you looked directly at me and gave me a nonchalant “Hi”. You said it to me and not Mom so I politely said “Hi” back. And then my mother just gasped and you froze. You then bent down and looked at me again and said “Hi” and I smiled said it back, “Hi”. It was my very first word, a word to you.
You were always there for me, Granddaddy. Whenever I did something bad, mom would get the belt to whip me, but you would get a camera and step in to take a picture, saving me from a spanking. Mom said you were spoiling us, but I’d like to think of it as nurturing. You encouraged my interest in computers when you brought my Apple 2C, you were definitely ahead of your time, you would have loved the modern technology we have now.
I miss you every day, Granddaddy, I’m doing the best not to let you down, and I look forward to seeing you again someday…
Happy Father’s Day.
You know, when I think of you a story comes to mind…
I didn’t speak till I was Three years old. Not a word, no baby talk, nothing. I’d cry of course, but I never tried to speak. Mom and Dad thought I was deaf at one point, and had me checked out. Could you imagine? Three years with no “Momma” or “Dada”, it freaked them out. Then one day mom took me over to visit you and when we walked in, you were about to pass us by in the living room to go the kitchen. Mom took off our coats and turned to the closet, as you went by to the kitchen, you looked directly at me and gave me a nonchalant “Hi”. You said it to me and not Mom so I politely said “Hi” back. And then my mother just gasped and you froze. You then bent down and looked at me again and said “Hi” and I smiled said it back, “Hi”. It was my very first word, a word to you.
You were always there for me, Granddaddy. Whenever I did something bad, mom would get the belt to whip me, but you would get a camera and step in to take a picture, saving me from a spanking. Mom said you were spoiling us, but I’d like to think of it as nurturing. You encouraged my interest in computers when you brought my Apple 2C, you were definitely ahead of your time, you would have loved the modern technology we have now.
I miss you every day, Granddaddy, I’m doing the best not to let you down, and I look forward to seeing you again someday…
Happy Father’s Day.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY GARFIELD"
"Boys will be Boys, Bad Boys, Bad Boys..."
I now know what I'm going to do this weekend while mom's gone. Something I was going to do on my birthday a couple months later, but why wait...I'm going to use this time alone to expirment....
Can we have a sinister drum roll please....
I am going....
...to smoke a cigarette.
That's right, you heard me. I'M GOING TO CUT MY LIFE EXPECTANCY DOWN A NOTCH, BAM!
All the movies I've seen, like "The Insider" and "Constantine" have made me swear to ever pick up a cancer stick, but damn it, 30 years of clean living, I'll probably still live a dull long life.
The advancement of modern science will probably have a way to beat lung cancer in the next 30 years, ANYWAY. I can't help it, I've been influenced by movies and TV.
John Becker (Ted Danson) smokes and he's a doctor!, Mel Gibson in "Payback" smoked (Yeah, I know most cigarettes smoked in movies have no filters, but it's the look that sells it!), and my biggest influence (As from the title of this Blog), Spike Spiegel, the infamous Bounty Hunter from Cowboy Bebop smokes at least 1 cigarette an episode. (Kimmyk, I wish I could sit down and explain the coolness that is "Cowboy Bebop", but I'll be here for like 56 hours straight breaking it down for ya! It's a Japanese cartoon about bounty hunters living in space during the year 2071, sounds crazy, but you look at one episode, you're hooked!).
And from what I hear, smoking make you FEEL good, and that's something I've been wanting for a long time, just to FEEL good (Damn, I sound Halle Berry in "Monster's Ball"!). My mom smoked when she was my age, my sister smokes (Well she does other crazy shit, too, but...), I'm a victum of peer pressure!
I just wanna be baaaaad....
Good is so overrated these days.
Imma buy a pack tomorrow and I'll let ya know how things go!
P.S. There is no way, I'm going to smoke in my bedroom, I'm not going to burn the whole damn apartment to the ground with my stupidity, sheesh!
Can we have a sinister drum roll please....
I am going....
...to smoke a cigarette.
That's right, you heard me. I'M GOING TO CUT MY LIFE EXPECTANCY DOWN A NOTCH, BAM!
All the movies I've seen, like "The Insider" and "Constantine" have made me swear to ever pick up a cancer stick, but damn it, 30 years of clean living, I'll probably still live a dull long life.
The advancement of modern science will probably have a way to beat lung cancer in the next 30 years, ANYWAY. I can't help it, I've been influenced by movies and TV.
John Becker (Ted Danson) smokes and he's a doctor!, Mel Gibson in "Payback" smoked (Yeah, I know most cigarettes smoked in movies have no filters, but it's the look that sells it!), and my biggest influence (As from the title of this Blog), Spike Spiegel, the infamous Bounty Hunter from Cowboy Bebop smokes at least 1 cigarette an episode. (Kimmyk, I wish I could sit down and explain the coolness that is "Cowboy Bebop", but I'll be here for like 56 hours straight breaking it down for ya! It's a Japanese cartoon about bounty hunters living in space during the year 2071, sounds crazy, but you look at one episode, you're hooked!).
And from what I hear, smoking make you FEEL good, and that's something I've been wanting for a long time, just to FEEL good (Damn, I sound Halle Berry in "Monster's Ball"!). My mom smoked when she was my age, my sister smokes (Well she does other crazy shit, too, but...), I'm a victum of peer pressure!
I just wanna be baaaaad....
Good is so overrated these days.
Imma buy a pack tomorrow and I'll let ya know how things go!
P.S. There is no way, I'm going to smoke in my bedroom, I'm not going to burn the whole damn apartment to the ground with my stupidity, sheesh!
"Psycho-Sis Strikes Again"
Let's recap...
Mom's in vegas for some R&R...JOE's in FL...on a weekend like this nothing should prevent me from chillin', right?
Wrong.
Dear little sister has no baby sitter for my niece...
I get a voice mail on my cell phone at 11am.
"Um, I'm just calling to say, um, that I'm coming over, tonight, 'bye"
I instantly thought, "NO fuckin WAY!".
I knew her plan....
She'd come late, like 9 or 10pm, stay for a few minutes and bullshit with me, try to put my niece to sleep in mom's room and then leave her there for the night. THEN, let her stay with me all day saturday while she's working, and then pick her up Sunday evening....
There was no way she was pulling that stunt on me, so I called her back during my lunch hour...
"What?"
"Don't even think about coming over.."
"Huh?, Why not?"
"Because."
"I was just playin' anyways..."
"Yeah Right"
"Um, just call me when you get home, alright?"
"No, You bring her to the house and leave her, I'm taking her to the Police Station, reporting her as an abandoned child and have Child Services find you to be an unfit parent and take her away for good! Mom's not here to bail you out and you KNOW I'm serious enought to DO IT!"
She sobers up from whatever high she was on, "Don't even play about that shit! I'm a good fuckin' parent! I was just fuckin with you, i-ight?!!?!?"
"Fine, Whatever." I snap my phone closed.
End of Discussion.
It's not even a question of would I really take my 6 year old niece to the police if left with her, it's a matter of WHEN. It may sound cold, but I know my sister, she's irresponisble and the poster child for abortion rights, there are some people that are not MEANT to have children, my sister is one of them.
When I got off work, I made a bee line to get to the house and make sure she'd stayed away...I wanted to do something, tonight, but she definately killed my mood. By Saturday evening, it should be safe, the weekend'll be my own.
I spend all night online, so much so, I even activated my AIM and YAHOO messengers, os if anyone out there reading this wants to drop me a line, feel free...I'll be around...
AIM:jetblack927
YAHOO:uyojimbo
Mom's in vegas for some R&R...JOE's in FL...on a weekend like this nothing should prevent me from chillin', right?
Wrong.
Dear little sister has no baby sitter for my niece...
I get a voice mail on my cell phone at 11am.
"Um, I'm just calling to say, um, that I'm coming over, tonight, 'bye"
I instantly thought, "NO fuckin WAY!".
I knew her plan....
She'd come late, like 9 or 10pm, stay for a few minutes and bullshit with me, try to put my niece to sleep in mom's room and then leave her there for the night. THEN, let her stay with me all day saturday while she's working, and then pick her up Sunday evening....
There was no way she was pulling that stunt on me, so I called her back during my lunch hour...
"What?"
"Don't even think about coming over.."
"Huh?, Why not?"
"Because."
"I was just playin' anyways..."
"Yeah Right"
"Um, just call me when you get home, alright?"
"No, You bring her to the house and leave her, I'm taking her to the Police Station, reporting her as an abandoned child and have Child Services find you to be an unfit parent and take her away for good! Mom's not here to bail you out and you KNOW I'm serious enought to DO IT!"
She sobers up from whatever high she was on, "Don't even play about that shit! I'm a good fuckin' parent! I was just fuckin with you, i-ight?!!?!?"
"Fine, Whatever." I snap my phone closed.
End of Discussion.
It's not even a question of would I really take my 6 year old niece to the police if left with her, it's a matter of WHEN. It may sound cold, but I know my sister, she's irresponisble and the poster child for abortion rights, there are some people that are not MEANT to have children, my sister is one of them.
When I got off work, I made a bee line to get to the house and make sure she'd stayed away...I wanted to do something, tonight, but she definately killed my mood. By Saturday evening, it should be safe, the weekend'll be my own.
I spend all night online, so much so, I even activated my AIM and YAHOO messengers, os if anyone out there reading this wants to drop me a line, feel free...I'll be around...
AIM:jetblack927
YAHOO:uyojimbo
"Home Alone"
Well, mom made it safely to Vegas today, she'll be back next wednesday, so I'm all alone...Hallalluja! After 3 hot and sticky days, it finally cooled down around here!
Saw "Batman Begins" yesterday...and it kicked ass!
The movie was great, true to the comic books, it fills the gaps in batman's origin that wasn't explained in the last four movies. Great use of Villians (They mispronounced Ra's Al Ghoul's name. thou.), it's darker than any of the others and still manages to have a few light moments for laughs. There's even a scene simular to "Red Dragon" that links the movie to the 1989 "Batman". So, if this a prequel, or a revamp of the franchise, who cares, it's cool! There's still a few more villians to do more sequels, "Clayface", "The Mad Hatter", "Man-Bat", or even "Killer Croc", let's have no Robin's or Batgirl's this time and if Brian Singer's Superman does good...crossover movie! Also, anybody reading this...if ya bothered by Ghoul being played by Ken Wantababe from "Last Samurai", don't be...see it anyway, you won't be pissed.
SO, today was nice, but we did get a quick thunderstorm around 6pm, Times Square cleared up quick as the rain poured hard on the street. I ducked into the Virgin Megastore to kill some time and wait the rain out. I brought a Dave Brubeck jazz cd to get me ready for the concert next week. The storm passed by 7pm and I went up to my meetup meeting. I think the storm scared the others away, because no one showed up...I waited for an hour then made my way home.
I entered the empty house at 8:30pm, mom left a message on the machine telling me she got to Vegas with no problems. After I heard the message, I turned the internet on, and peeled my clothes off!
OH, to be naked and alone in a empty house again, I missed that feeling that I was once used to when I lived alone.
I'm going to do something crazy, this weekend...I wanna be...dirty (Evil Smile)...I just don't know what, yet.
"I take a whiskey drink;I take a chocolate drink....And when I have to pee,I use the kitchen sink." (Homer's Drinking Song)
Saw "Batman Begins" yesterday...and it kicked ass!
The movie was great, true to the comic books, it fills the gaps in batman's origin that wasn't explained in the last four movies. Great use of Villians (They mispronounced Ra's Al Ghoul's name. thou.), it's darker than any of the others and still manages to have a few light moments for laughs. There's even a scene simular to "Red Dragon" that links the movie to the 1989 "Batman". So, if this a prequel, or a revamp of the franchise, who cares, it's cool! There's still a few more villians to do more sequels, "Clayface", "The Mad Hatter", "Man-Bat", or even "Killer Croc", let's have no Robin's or Batgirl's this time and if Brian Singer's Superman does good...crossover movie! Also, anybody reading this...if ya bothered by Ghoul being played by Ken Wantababe from "Last Samurai", don't be...see it anyway, you won't be pissed.
SO, today was nice, but we did get a quick thunderstorm around 6pm, Times Square cleared up quick as the rain poured hard on the street. I ducked into the Virgin Megastore to kill some time and wait the rain out. I brought a Dave Brubeck jazz cd to get me ready for the concert next week. The storm passed by 7pm and I went up to my meetup meeting. I think the storm scared the others away, because no one showed up...I waited for an hour then made my way home.
I entered the empty house at 8:30pm, mom left a message on the machine telling me she got to Vegas with no problems. After I heard the message, I turned the internet on, and peeled my clothes off!
OH, to be naked and alone in a empty house again, I missed that feeling that I was once used to when I lived alone.
I'm going to do something crazy, this weekend...I wanna be...dirty (Evil Smile)...I just don't know what, yet.
"I take a whiskey drink;I take a chocolate drink....And when I have to pee,I use the kitchen sink." (Homer's Drinking Song)
"You're looking at a free lunch, guys....come get it!...GRRROOOW"
You remember that line from Selma's Video Dating Ad in "The Simpsons"?
probably not....
Well, in that spirit, I put up an ad on craigslist (Excuse while I get the gates up from all the women that'll rush the stage...). It'll last 7 days in which then I can pretend I never did it when no one emails me and move on with my life...
Umm, what else...Seeing Batman tomorrow...Mom's off to Vegas Thursday...Had a talk with my aunt in VA, thinking about doing a "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" and swing back down there for my 30th B-day (I know it ain't Amsterdam, but hey....), come to find out, she's (My Aunt) is now thinking about Florida (Ain't THAT a B...)...Got a meetup meeting Thursday with a whole lot of RSVP's all of the sudden (Let's see if they actually show up!)...trying to put up some cool pics on the "Call Numbers" blog while preparing the 2nd entry...works cool, but we just got news that the space we're in was promised to someone who's starting in the next 3 weeks so we gotta move to another part of the building somewhere...
reading some blogs here and there, I need new website to check on, why is the interet getting so boring all of the sudden...more pictures, FIRE! Enough about the mermaid, baby, sheesh!
God, I'm buggin out and it's only 10:30pm....
somebody help me.
P.S. The new Gorillaz CD is fuckin' slammin'!!!!!
probably not....
Well, in that spirit, I put up an ad on craigslist (Excuse while I get the gates up from all the women that'll rush the stage...). It'll last 7 days in which then I can pretend I never did it when no one emails me and move on with my life...
Umm, what else...Seeing Batman tomorrow...Mom's off to Vegas Thursday...Had a talk with my aunt in VA, thinking about doing a "Fresh Prince of Bel Air" and swing back down there for my 30th B-day (I know it ain't Amsterdam, but hey....), come to find out, she's (My Aunt) is now thinking about Florida (Ain't THAT a B...)...Got a meetup meeting Thursday with a whole lot of RSVP's all of the sudden (Let's see if they actually show up!)...trying to put up some cool pics on the "Call Numbers" blog while preparing the 2nd entry...works cool, but we just got news that the space we're in was promised to someone who's starting in the next 3 weeks so we gotta move to another part of the building somewhere...
reading some blogs here and there, I need new website to check on, why is the interet getting so boring all of the sudden...more pictures, FIRE! Enough about the mermaid, baby, sheesh!
God, I'm buggin out and it's only 10:30pm....
somebody help me.
P.S. The new Gorillaz CD is fuckin' slammin'!!!!!
"Simmian Sounds and Monkey Music"
Another hot weekend has come and gone so I'm starting to get used to the Summer of 2005. The way to do it is in the malls! Saturday, I spent all day at 34th street. I brought 2 CD's at a Sam Goody's, "Demon Dayz" by The Gorillaz and "Monkey Business" by The Black Eyed Peas. It felt weird PAYING for music, I mean the last CD I brought was Moby's "Hotel" and that was after I downloaded a sneak copy of it two weeks before. But these two groups I ususally support because their music is so unique and insparational.
By the time I got home the was a letter from the company I interviewed with last week. The intervew was a disaster so I knew it was a rejection letter when I opened it. I took this latest development to renew my search for a second shift long term job. THe UN gig is so easy, I could do it in my sleep...
I finally updated my TV Show Blog and I'm putting up for public viewing. I'll be adding new entries about the show this week.
Mom's getting ready for her trip to Vegas this week, the house will be all mine this coming weekend...I just wish I could think of something destructive to do while she's gone...maybe call an escort for some outcall?
I also took off the PSP link off my blog. I figured I really didn't need a PSP, yet. There aren't that many games that intrest me out, yet. There's no GAMESHARK-like cheat device for it yet, I don't have the patence to play a video game straight through anymore, AND apparently there's no one out there willing to help a brother out, so the hell with it!
Today (Sunday), I went out to Jersey City to the Newport Centere Mall looking for a little end table I saw on TV called a TABLEMATE. The legs slide right under the chair or table you're sitting in. The mall brought back memories of my ex, all the dates we had there...*sighs* I'm in a need of another summer romance...someone that won't PHUCK with my Heart!
By the time I got home the was a letter from the company I interviewed with last week. The intervew was a disaster so I knew it was a rejection letter when I opened it. I took this latest development to renew my search for a second shift long term job. THe UN gig is so easy, I could do it in my sleep...
I finally updated my TV Show Blog and I'm putting up for public viewing. I'll be adding new entries about the show this week.
Mom's getting ready for her trip to Vegas this week, the house will be all mine this coming weekend...I just wish I could think of something destructive to do while she's gone...maybe call an escort for some outcall?
I also took off the PSP link off my blog. I figured I really didn't need a PSP, yet. There aren't that many games that intrest me out, yet. There's no GAMESHARK-like cheat device for it yet, I don't have the patence to play a video game straight through anymore, AND apparently there's no one out there willing to help a brother out, so the hell with it!
Today (Sunday), I went out to Jersey City to the Newport Centere Mall looking for a little end table I saw on TV called a TABLEMATE. The legs slide right under the chair or table you're sitting in. The mall brought back memories of my ex, all the dates we had there...*sighs* I'm in a need of another summer romance...someone that won't PHUCK with my Heart!
"Journey" (No, not the rock band!)
The last line in my previous entry (About the weather in Amsterdam) was sneek peek on what I'm thinking about very soon!
Ya see, Semptember 27th is my birthday (All the libra out there, holla!), and more important than that, it's mt 30th Birthday. That's big, three decades on this planet and I have nothing to show for it. No accomplishments, no achivements, no highlights. I have to do something this year to remember this landmark moment in life. SO, I want to go somewhere...ANYwhere! See the world, europe, just something to remember. I just don't know what, or how.
My assignment at the UN DOES end in september (If we're on schedule). I could use this opportunity to save up and start a new life somewhere....but I'm so picky!
I don't want anyplace extremely hot, so Florida, Bahamas, and Mexico are out. I wanna go somewhere...weird, unusual. I just saw "Insomina" with Al Pacino, it took place in a area up in alaska where it's completly Sunny 6 months straight (Day and Night) and then completly Dark the following 6 months, I dunno, something about that has a certain appeal for me, I'm real curious to see how it would be to life up there for a year.
Amsterdam is also poping in my head, the people speak english, they're pretty much laid back over there (And there's the infamous red light district!)
New Zealand is a possibility, but I hear it takes forever to get there by plane.
I dunno, I'm just thinking about it for now, september is still a few months away...
I need some input on this...
The Big 3-0...who'd knew I'd make it THIS far?!?!?
Ya see, Semptember 27th is my birthday (All the libra out there, holla!), and more important than that, it's mt 30th Birthday. That's big, three decades on this planet and I have nothing to show for it. No accomplishments, no achivements, no highlights. I have to do something this year to remember this landmark moment in life. SO, I want to go somewhere...ANYwhere! See the world, europe, just something to remember. I just don't know what, or how.
My assignment at the UN DOES end in september (If we're on schedule). I could use this opportunity to save up and start a new life somewhere....but I'm so picky!
I don't want anyplace extremely hot, so Florida, Bahamas, and Mexico are out. I wanna go somewhere...weird, unusual. I just saw "Insomina" with Al Pacino, it took place in a area up in alaska where it's completly Sunny 6 months straight (Day and Night) and then completly Dark the following 6 months, I dunno, something about that has a certain appeal for me, I'm real curious to see how it would be to life up there for a year.
Amsterdam is also poping in my head, the people speak english, they're pretty much laid back over there (And there's the infamous red light district!)
New Zealand is a possibility, but I hear it takes forever to get there by plane.
I dunno, I'm just thinking about it for now, september is still a few months away...
I need some input on this...
The Big 3-0...who'd knew I'd make it THIS far?!?!?
"Summertime Sizzling"
Damn it got hot all of the sudden!! This past weekend I was frying like an egg in the house! We had to break out the fans. *Sigh*, this'll be the first summer in three years that I'll be without air-conditioning...I've been so spoiled.
With the lack of new TV shows (New intresting ones, anyway), I'm paying more attention to my DVD collection. This weekend I saw the entire Matrix Trilogy, while renting and copying all three Lord of the Rings movies (Extended Editions!) on my computer, I also looked at Hellboy and the "Crazy 88's fight scene" from Kill Bill vol. 1. Me and my niece also looked at the first season of "The Wayans Brothers" that I also rented. My niece is so young, she only knows Shawn & Marlon Wayans from the movie "White Chicks". She couldn't believe they had the own show oh, so long ago...
I also joined blockbuster online so I can get those hard-to-get TV Box sets like Batman:The Animated Series, Night Court-Season 1, Cowboy Bebop, and most imporant of all...Star Trek:Deep Space Nine. I figure it'll take the whole summer to collect and copy all those DVD's.
Along with the heat, it's been storming like norman on & off, freak thunderstorms that come and go it's just plain crazy...
I wonder how's the weather like in Amsterdam....
With the lack of new TV shows (New intresting ones, anyway), I'm paying more attention to my DVD collection. This weekend I saw the entire Matrix Trilogy, while renting and copying all three Lord of the Rings movies (Extended Editions!) on my computer, I also looked at Hellboy and the "Crazy 88's fight scene" from Kill Bill vol. 1. Me and my niece also looked at the first season of "The Wayans Brothers" that I also rented. My niece is so young, she only knows Shawn & Marlon Wayans from the movie "White Chicks". She couldn't believe they had the own show oh, so long ago...
I also joined blockbuster online so I can get those hard-to-get TV Box sets like Batman:The Animated Series, Night Court-Season 1, Cowboy Bebop, and most imporant of all...Star Trek:Deep Space Nine. I figure it'll take the whole summer to collect and copy all those DVD's.
Along with the heat, it's been storming like norman on & off, freak thunderstorms that come and go it's just plain crazy...
I wonder how's the weather like in Amsterdam....
Fixed the link for a PLAYSTATION PORTIBLE.
I fixed the link for the PSP (The new IT toy that you're 13 year old will Kick and Scream for around Xmas this year for, Kimmyk). Linking these blog links can be such a drag!
Peace!
Peace!
"Congratulations!...It's a Blog"
"Where once was one, there lies two".
I've decided to create a new blog dedicated to my TV show. I don't wanna give out the address yet, becuase I'm still fleshing out the templates and fonts, but any smart cookie should be able to access it (just go to my profile and it's listed there under 'Blogs I'm Doing"!).
It was hot as hell today, so all I did was stay home and write. Finished 6 scenes for Episode Four and came up with a few storylines for season seven. I've been dealing with writer's block for awhile but now that I'm drawing attention to my cause, it's gotten me writing again.
The blog will have character profiles and casting notes, along with pieces of the pilot script for the curious reader.
When the blog's ready, I'll post the addy, till then, figure it out ur damn self!
I've decided to create a new blog dedicated to my TV show. I don't wanna give out the address yet, becuase I'm still fleshing out the templates and fonts, but any smart cookie should be able to access it (just go to my profile and it's listed there under 'Blogs I'm Doing"!).
It was hot as hell today, so all I did was stay home and write. Finished 6 scenes for Episode Four and came up with a few storylines for season seven. I've been dealing with writer's block for awhile but now that I'm drawing attention to my cause, it's gotten me writing again.
The blog will have character profiles and casting notes, along with pieces of the pilot script for the curious reader.
When the blog's ready, I'll post the addy, till then, figure it out ur damn self!
"Help a brother Out"
I think I have a captive audience to help a brother get his hands on a PSP. I need five people with expendable email addresses (aka Yahoo or hotmail accounts they barely use.). Five referrals gets me the PSP, free!!! If you help me out, I will definately return the favor! Wish-List accounts (Amazon or otherwise) I will buy you seomthing nice for your birthday or whenever!
Just click here.
I'll give ya'll the blow by blow details when they send it to let ya know it REALLY works, this ain't a scam.
thanks!
Just click here.
I'll give ya'll the blow by blow details when they send it to let ya know it REALLY works, this ain't a scam.
thanks!
"Weird Dreams and Killer Websites"
Today I had a job interview for a more intresting job than I'm doing now. This looks like it could be The One, so naturally, I screwed everything up. More details next week when I find out I didn't get it, but first, a couple of cool websites I found...
Kewl blog ALERT: Overheard in New York - This site had me rolling on the floor, literaly! I can't believe the stupid shit we say in this city, and you know it has to be true, you CAN'T make this type of stuff up!
Flash sites:If you love video games and you worship The Matrix, you'll love this funny Flash Movie parody of the Burly Brawl from "Reloaded", check out Super Mario Reloaded
Wandering around, I found this. The name says it all, encyclopedia of sex. They got terms you never heard of for acts unspeakable! Check it out and see what a "Charlie Murphy" is...
Now, time for some personal shit...
I has the strangest dream last night...
"i am strong in his hands..."
It's was my wedding day. I'm at the church (Which is weird, because I'm not the big event type of guy, I rather just go to City Hall, or something simple...) standing there waiting for my bride to enter....
...i am beyond me
It's in the distant future, someone is videotaping the event with a small camera, and it's connected to a live feed on a huge flat screen so people in the back can see. I see myself on the screen for a moment, I'm a middle aged man, mid-40s, maybe even 50s. My hair is still dark, but I do gave some gray on each side. I turn to my best man, JOE...he's just as old as me, but he looks a bit frail due to his Sickle Cell Anemeia.
on my own i'm human
I then scan the crowd, I see my niece as a full grown, tall beautiful young woman, I see my mother, still using wigs and weaves to hide her old, thinning natural hair. She's sitting, and I can almost tell she ocassionaly has problems standing up. My sister is nowhere in sight, which in a way was disturbing to me.
and i do faults
A song is played as my bride appoaches...
i do confess
i feel you trickeling
down my shoulders
from above
As I watch her march, I recognize the song...
i turn myself in
i give myself up
volunteer
you own me : i'm yours
"Generous Palmstroke" by Bjork.
It never occured to me this song could be interpeted this way, a woman dedicating herself to a man she trust to love her for the rest of his life.
As the song continues, I concentrate on the bride...
She's wearing a veil and gloves with a tradional dress, so I can see if she's black, white, or whatever...
She's tall, not taller than me, but around my height which is also weird considering I prefer "Shorties"...
The song ends and she's beside me now and just when everything about her is about to become clear, the dream ends and I wake up.
It's weird, why would I get married at such a elder age?, who is this woman? Will it all come to pass?
I dunno, maybe I've been seeing that damn "We Belong Together" music video by Mariah Carey too many times.
I gotta stop watching MTV and VH1....
Kewl blog ALERT: Overheard in New York - This site had me rolling on the floor, literaly! I can't believe the stupid shit we say in this city, and you know it has to be true, you CAN'T make this type of stuff up!
Flash sites:If you love video games and you worship The Matrix, you'll love this funny Flash Movie parody of the Burly Brawl from "Reloaded", check out Super Mario Reloaded
Wandering around, I found this. The name says it all, encyclopedia of sex. They got terms you never heard of for acts unspeakable! Check it out and see what a "Charlie Murphy" is...
Now, time for some personal shit...
I has the strangest dream last night...
"i am strong in his hands..."
It's was my wedding day. I'm at the church (Which is weird, because I'm not the big event type of guy, I rather just go to City Hall, or something simple...) standing there waiting for my bride to enter....
...i am beyond me
It's in the distant future, someone is videotaping the event with a small camera, and it's connected to a live feed on a huge flat screen so people in the back can see. I see myself on the screen for a moment, I'm a middle aged man, mid-40s, maybe even 50s. My hair is still dark, but I do gave some gray on each side. I turn to my best man, JOE...he's just as old as me, but he looks a bit frail due to his Sickle Cell Anemeia.
on my own i'm human
I then scan the crowd, I see my niece as a full grown, tall beautiful young woman, I see my mother, still using wigs and weaves to hide her old, thinning natural hair. She's sitting, and I can almost tell she ocassionaly has problems standing up. My sister is nowhere in sight, which in a way was disturbing to me.
and i do faults
A song is played as my bride appoaches...
i do confess
i feel you trickeling
down my shoulders
from above
As I watch her march, I recognize the song...
i turn myself in
i give myself up
volunteer
you own me : i'm yours
"Generous Palmstroke" by Bjork.
It never occured to me this song could be interpeted this way, a woman dedicating herself to a man she trust to love her for the rest of his life.
As the song continues, I concentrate on the bride...
She's wearing a veil and gloves with a tradional dress, so I can see if she's black, white, or whatever...
She's tall, not taller than me, but around my height which is also weird considering I prefer "Shorties"...
The song ends and she's beside me now and just when everything about her is about to become clear, the dream ends and I wake up.
It's weird, why would I get married at such a elder age?, who is this woman? Will it all come to pass?
I dunno, maybe I've been seeing that damn "We Belong Together" music video by Mariah Carey too many times.
I gotta stop watching MTV and VH1....
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