Tuesday, November 29, 2005
 

the brothers delgiudice

scott & marcello
this was taken last june in 'cello's backyard.
look how short my hair is!

Monday, November 28, 2005
 

we got addicted to bingo



BINGO
embracing the geriatric and retarded communities!

Sunday, November 27, 2005
 

i heart freemont

 

freemont street troll

Saturday, November 26, 2005
 

no exit...by jean-paul sartre

i love mr. perham
oh the irony of watching absurdist theatre
in an old jewish synagouge with no door handles.
jim, you had the best line of the play:
"hell is other people!"

Friday, November 25, 2005
 

doesn't this guy look just like chris carrier?

the sushi sucked. but the company was great!
check him out.

Thursday, November 24, 2005
 

things i am grateful for:

   
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
 

a play about a baby...

the arts factory.
that freaky clown is actually part of the cast.
check it out.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005
 

sweet ground transportation

life cab for cutie
thanks for the ride, syd.

 

mr. lorenz goes to vietnam

and takes this awesome self portrait...

can't wait to see how our photo shoot turned out
see you soon

 

whirl-wind publicity junket complete with photos.

ALOK
the man. the myth. the shoes.
SETH
doesn't he look like andy warhol in my fuzzy hat?


next tour we'll all three have tea.

Monday, November 21, 2005
 

catherine and heathcliff

the wonderful mr. odom
this was taken one night after our "brilliant" show...

"heathcliff wasn't at the window, it was Cathy, trying to get in"
(enter Catherine)

Friday, November 18, 2005
 

romeo as grunge musician?

seattle shakes
saw this last night
it was wonderful

i always thought
the balcony scene
should be done
in a glass elevator

 

be realistic: demand the impossible

Thursday, November 17, 2005
 
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
 

it sucks being a gemmi

sometimes it feels like
my other half deserts me
exploits me
hurts my soft parts

i'm waiting
for the calm

when the soul beating
subsides

Tuesday, November 15, 2005
 

permanent brain damage.

BURNING MAN

these are my boys doing the burning man.

john in the barbarella lounge
levi with bottles of pee
will and the para-snail he invented
shawn looking for a date
jason looking grumpy
(replacement erica not shown)

Monday, November 14, 2005
 

roach infestation

the yoko equation.
thanks guys, just what i needed.

Friday, November 11, 2005
 

enchanting

not sure

not sure you were a complete stranger
you watched me from the darkness
for 2.5 hours

not sure i got on your harley
throbbing through the sleepy city
not sure i was cold
or just warming up

not sure if we had oysters
and watched the boats bumping on the pier
or we just talked about it

not sure if the moon was split
straight down the middle
foggy foggy night

i'm not sure if i was clear

two gemini dragons
what are the chances

Thursday, November 10, 2005
 

populi

see the video stream.
last night i went to the northwest film forum
and got to see three short films by film maker David Russo.
i swear to god, this guy's invented a new artform.
by the end of the socializing though,
i actually felt like the protagonist of Populi,
a wooden head, being spun around society and discarded...

of particular enjoyment was the moment
when david and i were both checking out his wife's ass.

ah, voyerism...gateway to film making.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005
 

to answer your question

yes, yes, yes
i will eventually want sushi.

 

it's raining babies

oh baby!
auntie-o, uncle-j, auntie-e.
the shower was sweet last night.
baby-h was quite content to passed around
like some sort of cute pink football.
it was winnie the pooh themed.
and believe it or not,
the joke that he had pooh on his shirt
never got old.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005
 

quote du jour

"The world is so exquisite, with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there's little good evidence. Far better, it seems to me, to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides."

Carl Sagan, shortly before dying of cancer

Monday, November 07, 2005
 

reznor says it best

sometimes i feel so lonely i could...

another one of those days-
you know the kind.

last night i got to hang with baby h,
they're like some sort of pain killer.
babies.

i'm walking around ballard and everyone
looks familiar.

there's a woman that looks like bill gates.
sucks to be her.
unless, nah... maybe it WAS bill gates.

gots a show tonight...

this guy looks like angelica huston.
one more cross gender celebrity siting and i'm out of here...

i continue to reflect on the danger of giving out
my blog address-
sometimes people dig into the archives and find out things-
not too many things,
i am esoterica, afterall.

i hearby dub kelly the supreme keeper of my secrets

well, there goes les nessman, i gotta go.
e.

Saturday, November 05, 2005
 

how to act like you're not disappointed

i am at the library reading the lastest american theatre, thinking as many thoughts as there is rain coming down.
i like being alone today.

across from me is this dude, i swear to god, dressed like link from zelda.
seems like everyday is halloween on capitol hill.

my las vegans are all up to this.

and i'm waiting for something...not godot, but just as vague, so vague i can't even remember anymore.
is it a partner? my laptop? my original voice?

last night the audience loved Catherine...
there's nothing more intoxicating than the moment after you crack everybody up and your next line, is there?
this happens off stage as well. in the dressing room. i've become the one woman peanut gallery.
what is a peanut gallery exactly? is it somewhere charlie brown hangs out?
cause god, i don't want to be there if he does, that child had some major depression issues, and leukemia on top of that.

anyway, i'm trying to remember how to live an authentic life.
i think i knew at one point.
one thing is for sure...i need more women in my life.

are you out there cassandra? sage? hello?

Friday, November 04, 2005
 

meet the telfords

shawn & gideon
idaho raised boys livin in the city
and boy can they do amazing things
with a potato

Wednesday, November 02, 2005
 

the unconquered.







last night i jumped in the bathtub with a book i had been meaning to get around to since college: ayn rand's ANTHEM. i had the whole thing read before bed. it was an excellent, if not romantic, treatment on her budding new philosophy of objectivism. i know, i know, i'm fond of saying i grew out of ayn rand. that it's impossible to live such high ideals. but getting back to her earlier work kinda rekindled my interest in the simple eloquence of the objective movement:

"Man, every man, is an end in himself, not the means to the ends of others. He must exist for his own sake, neither sacrificing himself to others nor sacrificing others to himself. The pursuit of his own rational self-interest and of his own happiness is the highest moral purpose of his life."

read it here.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005
 

emotional genetics

he got a chin like jay's.
this picture would indicate that he got a little something like me as well.

after jay saw my show he said, "you're a good fake cryer"
and i said, "oh, good, you believed it, then?"
and he said, "i'll never believe it again!"

like auntie, like nephew, eh?

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