it appears that when you've got a whole day off to get stuff done, nothing gets done.
a case in point: i woke up this morning and said to myself, "today i'm going to clean this entire bedroom."
(actually, i woke up this morning and said, "why the fuck do i hear joseph eddy's voice in my living room saying 'here, kitty kitty?'")
anyway, i started cleaning with a vengence, found all sorts of things i thought i had lost, listened to a few forgotten mix cd's, and come around three o clock i looked around and still saw a hundred mateless socks and two hundred half-read books and a pile of summer clothing i still hadn't put away, and my will just gave out.
the way i see it is this: on my death bed, when i'm thinking over my life, the people i adored and the places i tarried, am i really going to say,
"i wish i had done more housework!"
i don't think so.
so i gingerly plopped down in front of the computer and started fiddling around with jayc's blogs.
there i sat until 7 pm, at which time i dashed out to keep my date with Hank, the old guy with a phd in physics who writes books about butterflies, and who occasionally pops up in the gym to work out his varicose veins while i'm in there running and preventing my deathbed musings from turning into a "i wish i had worked out more!" lament.
and now the day is almost over, and also my thanksgiving holiday, and i can't stop thinking about how nice it was that i enjoyed myself today...
so now it appears that even when you don't get anything done, it's still a good day to think about living.
i am currently lusting after nine leather bound volumes of EPISTEMOLOGY(see below) sitting on the top shelf of book lovers used book store on rainbow and cheyenne.
the corpulent book nazi that runs the place tells me that they were bought from an estate sale, and continues stacking harlequinn novels on the floor as i compulsively touch them and smell them and lovingly return each one to his brothers.
i know they're worth far much more than the $30.00 she's penciled in on the top corner of the title pages; but i still can't seem to scheme up a way i can buy them all at once.
it reminds me of a disturbing poster jayc pointed out to me the other day. two orphans, wide eyes and arms around each other, and the caption "they said it would increase our chances of being adopted if we didn't come as a pair. we'll take our chances."
do i buy one at a time? do i buy PLATO first, at the risk of losing NIETZSCHE?
so now i'm feeling frisky, and i've assigned some of you to one of the seven liberal arts stressed in freemasonry. but i'm not telling you who's who...you'll have to have to figure it up yourself. afterall, they don't call me esoterica for nothing!
regarding: the ever controversial "will program html for head" picture--->
in my defense, i wasn't trying to offend you. the joke was that i was offering you a trade: i'll help you with your blog links if you give me oral pleasure. and like i said before, just think about it, don't say no, just think about it...(YOU BOOB!)
somewhere between the lethal amounts of egg nog and raiding her lingerie closet, erica suddenly realized that it would be very nearly impossible to beat Lana VonBoehm's Fabulous Thanksgiving Affair.
Area 51 (UFO stuff) breaks down to 23+23+(2+3)=51.
The letter W is 23rd in the alphabet and has two points down and three points up.
The human biorhythm cycle is 23 days.
It takes 23 seconds for blood to circulate through the human body.
Julius Ceasar was stabbed 23 times by the assassins.
In the act of conception, male and female each contribute 23 chromosomes.
Shakespeare was born on April 23, 1556, and died on April 23, 1616.
Shakespeare was 46 (2x23) years old when the King James Bible was
published.
Psalm 46 (2x23) has as its 46th word "shake," and the
46th word back from the end is "spear." Go ahead, explain that one. I dare ya.
The original Star Trek was set in the 23rd century; so is Babylon Five.
the first apollo landing on the moon was at 23.63 degrees east; the second landing was 23.42 degrees west.
April 19th is the date of the battle of Lexington, the holocaust at Waco, and the OK. City bombing. Americans write this date as 4/19; Europeans as 19/4; either way, it adds to 23.
In the film Airport, the mad bomber has seat 23.
In the film Airport II, the name of the spaceship is XR-2300.
230 people died in the conspiracy-haunted TWA Flight 800 disaster.
August 23, 1305, William Wallace was executed for treason.
August 23, 1970, River Phoenix was born.
According to Noam Chomsky, over half of the national media is owned by 23 corporations.
There are 23 chapters of the cult awareness network.
On December 23, 1913, the conspiriologist's arch-demon was created:
the Federal Reserve Act passed congress.
The Nissan car takes its name from "ni," which means 2 in Japanese, and "san," which means 3. Nissan=23.
On one Seinfeld show, Kramer hides an air-conditioner of Level Purple 23 in a parking garage.
In both ancient Sumeria and Egypt, July 23, when Sirius rises behind the sun, was the beginning of the new year.
(this next one is my favorite...it connects 23 to the illuminati)
Lines 22-23 of Book I of Milton's Praradise Lost: "...What in me is dark/Illumine, what is low raise and support..."
The first prime number in which both digits are primes and add up to another prime is 23.
On December 23, 2012, the world will end, according to ancient Mayan prophecy.
In Star Wars, Princess Leia was held in cell AA-23.
There are exactly 23 characters (numbers and letters) on the face of all US coins.
The articles of impeachment for Richard Nixon were under Article 2 section 3 of the constitution.
The US set off 23 atomic bombs at Bikini Atoll in the Pacific.
The address of the Freemasons lodge in Stafford, England, is 23
Jaol Road. in NYC it's on 23rd street.
Joseph Smith AND JayC share the same birthday...which just happens to be December 23rd.
on my mind tonight.
the way the ceiling looks in my attic room at 82 edgebastian street, birmingham, england.
jayc's super hybrid wrestler with fat pants.
hollywood bullshit + deanne> rollicking comedy.
chris and keely, tragically underage.
the sound of wind rattling a car window.
vanilla coffee.
a denial. a denial. a deniiiial.
i tell him "i can't feel"
he says "you feel everything"
he's right. i feel my shirt hanging off my shoulder. i feel the keyboard on my raw fingernails. i feel my tummy saying hello to the french toast i sent its way.
really mundane things, but oh so amazing.
this man makes me want to be a little girl and sit on his lap. uh-huh. it's like that.
so erica went to the movies tonight, but she can't remember what she saw exactly because she completely shut down after the harry potter preview. gary oldman, the demetors, and professor snape as deliciously evil as he can get. it really sucks that she'll turn 28 before the movie will even hit the screens. curses.
Ken Livingstone, the Mayor of London, launched a stinging attack on President George Bush last night, denouncing him as the "greatest threat to life on this planet that we've most probably ever seen".
when you meet a woman with one arm, because it was bitten off while she was feeding a tapir at the zoo, of which she was most recently employed, and learn that she was eight months pregnant and lost the baby as well, and she signs her reciept with her right hand because she was left handed and that just happened to be the one that became lunch for the tapir, and you pull your hair back in a pony tail in front of her, and her eyes tear up...that, THAT is when you realize your life doesn't suck.
well, tonight's another opening night. erica's completely exhausted, but pumped to see how the whole thing goes. she's especially curious to see if her cues got plugged into the new lightboard. you know, no lights, no show. which would seem to make certain members of the board very happy. alas, alack. all she can do is repeat this mantra...resent me, and i WILL overthrow you.
1. WHAT ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW? fuzzy pink socks.
2. WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? just the socks, guys.
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? the apache helicopter right outside my window...oh wait, that's just my piece of $hit computer.
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
strawberry ensure.
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?
Pink as the sheets that we lay on
Pink is my favorite crayon, yeah
Pink it was love at first sight
Pink when I turn out the light
Pink it´s like red but not quite
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? cold and bright.
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Ernest.
9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?
hair. especially on the chest.
10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? yeah, sometimes we have one night stands.
11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? carefree.
12. FAVOURITE DRINK? cherry coke.
13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? well, my nickname in college was "yagger"
14. FAVOURITE SPORTS? Angry bowling.
15. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOUR? coffee.
16. EYE COLOUR? greenish gray with a orange ring in the middle.
17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? whenever i'm too lazy to wear glasses.
18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES? jay is 25 and kelly is 21
19. FAVOURITE MONTH? every 30 days.
20. FAVOURITE FOOD? fish and all fish products. that's how i got so smart.
21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? In the cut.
22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR? feb 30th
23. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? no, but i find it helps if you at least ACT shy.
24. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS BETTER? happy endings ARE scary.
25. SUMMER OR WINTER? I hate being cold.
26. HUGS OR KISSES? novelty kisses. bear hugs.
27. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? one night stands. every night.
28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? both together.
29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? i don't care.
30. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? everyone's already sent me one of these things.
31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? anthony kiedis.
32. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING NOW? Ishmael by Daniel Quinn, The Emperor Wears No Clothes by Jack Herer, Paradise Lost by Milton (in the bathtub) The Rape of Lucree by Shakespeare, Everything is Under Control by Robert Anton Wilson, Bagambo Snuff Box by Kurt Vonnegut, Nine Short Stories by J.D.Salinger. and various plays for play selection (on my lunch break).
33. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? my mouse uses tampons.
34. FAVOURITE BOARD GAME? cribbage.
35. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? worked until 10 pm, made friends with a caterer from florida, redesigned my blog.
36. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE
UP IN THE MORNING? feed cyrano and faustus.
37. FAVOURITE PHRASE OR MOTTO? Everything you know is a lie.
38. WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR TODAY? buy a new pair of shoes, go to lunch with jayc, box office for somethings afoot, tournament practice with the Secret Lesbian Alliance of Sodom.
39. IF YOU COULD CHANGE ONE THING IN YOUR LIFE WHAT
WOULD IT BE? have enough money to travel.
40. FUZZY FELTS OR SPIROGRAPH? stupid question. lite brite.
41. IF YOU COULD BE ONE PERSON FOR A WEEK WHO WOULD IT BE? Bob.
42. FAVOURITE PLACE? haunted mansion at disneyland.
43. HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE YOU SENDING THIS OUT TO?
i'm posting it here, so maybe ten people. i have a friend quota of at least ten, you know.
44. HOW MANY PEOPLE WILL RESPOND? 23, with my luck
45. LAST PERSON YOU SPOKE to? Jayc just told me to be ready in half an hour.
46 PERSON YOU'D LIKE TO MEET? michael moore.
47. WHAT DID YOUR LAST TEXT MESSAGE SAY AND WHO WAS IT
FROM? you're so hot, you're on fire! smokey the bear.
48. SCALEXTRIX OR TRAIN SET? tiddley winks
49. MSN MESSENGER OR YAHOO MESSENGER? msn
50. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? jayc's keys jingling.
sunday school topic today was eternal marriage. somehow somewhere, as were busting through the lesson, someone joked about the missionaries being gay.
the missionaries, two very charasmatic kids sitting in the back row, laughed it up, and explained to the investigator that they really did have two beds in their apartment.
i was so shocked, pleasantly shocked, that this new breed of mormon isn't afraid of saying such a thing, that i turned around in my chair and said something to the effect that they would make great "eternal" companions.
it stuck. all ten people in the room laughed in a way you don't see mormons laugh too often, and now, once again, i'm the class clown of gospel essentials, meadows 5th ward.
it's snowing in logantown. i remember the first snow of the year was always so beautiful, hanging off the trees. i always remember that tree between hastings and the house that tina's grandma lived in...it was my favorite. made me want to be a photographer.
okay, so today, i sorted my winter clothes and counted nine turtlenecks and three scarves! and what does that mean? my lovely neck is going into hibernation. ciao.
i also figured out how to add little picture buttons to the link list---->
the little cartoons are temporary until i finish a little project i'm working on.
did you know there was a speariment rhino in boise, idaho? it's underwear only, but i'm sure mike is having a good time. if not, there's always potato carving to keep him busy.
okay, jace, thanks for taking me to in the cut tonight. i like that jane campion.
frank, you and me, we's gotta talk, i must read this book of language science you got lyin around.
gracias por alimentar el gato diablo!!!
