Posts from October 2007

My life has been chock-full of coincidences lately. When I started working downtown, I decided to have lunch with Mark's Burning Man sculptures. Took a pic while I was at it.



A few weeks later (looks like they're going to keep me, btw), I felt compelled to bring the camera to work again. That day they brought in a crane and a flatbed trailer to haul the sculptures away. I shot a few pics again. It was sad.


I love commuting by bike. That phrase cannot even come close to describing the experience . . . Maybe I'll try to describe it later.

weird week, in more ways than I can say here.

First, some scenes from a housewarming party:


Kitchen sink. Might as well make it scenic, unless you're oh so cynic?


My new neighbor/building-mate helped me hang my murals at 7am the day of the party.




Proof I can still out-drink someone!

The next day, my boss at Autodesk left the company abruptly. Hopefully they'll want to keep me around for a while longer, so I can make enough $ to pay my property taxes?

ps -- I wish I could show you this fabulous color of Cons I want to buy, but they are hard to pin down. I still have $40 credit to spend. No time like the present . . .

One of the great things about seeing a show on Thursday night in San Francisco is getting to hang with the band at Popscene afterwards. You know, get their autograph, take their picture, make out with them on the dance floor. Ok, I personally didn't get to do that last one, but I was close enough to watch!

I didn't do the first two either, but my friend Brenda did. She promised to email me a copy of the pix. Here's my crappy cell phone pic of her autographed ticket stub in the meantime.



UPDATE :



omg, Alex Turner is so freakin' adorable!

p.s. -- apparently, this is the userpic of someone who is completely undatable. I sure wish someone had told that me a long time ago. Could have saved me a lot of time and trouble.

So, my 3-5 week part-time contract with Autodesk has already been extended to 11 weeks full-time, and I haven't even started yet. Sweet! Maybe now is a good time to ask for a raise, haha.

Hopefully my background check will come up clean. As long as they don't find my secret blog I should be ok. ;)

That was the best freakin' 65 bucks I've spent all year!

All is forgiven.





p.s. -- I think the same artist must have done the Editors poster.

Tonight is my "make up date" with Steven Patrick, almost three years to the day (September 19, 2004) since he stood me and thousands of other adoring fans up due to alleged illness.

This better be good.

a little more up close and personal . . .

Probably the most obvious reason why I don't have a real job is because here I am posting about various topics only of interest to me instead of looking for one. But what the hell.

So, my ex hasn't returned from Burning Man yet, and no word from him. That's not necessarily ominous, since he didn't have a ride back, which means he probably got recruited to help with the clean-up of his theme camp's art installation. Although I don't know how much would be left to clean up from the 1,000-foot fireball of an exploding oil derrick.


Yeah, that looks like a mess. But cool! And maybe a little dangerous? It's not like they can test these things in advance. But I guess that's all part of the experience . . .

In other news, my building-mate did return from Burning Man intact. Thank God! Since the plan I had for his cat to fullfill his financial obligations by co-writing a "Fung Shui for your Cat" book with me has already been done. I'm always behind the curve.

Anyway, as long as I'm posting Youtube videos, I think it's high time you met him. He's the one on the left, and his twin brother is on the right.


Oh, and he didn't actually run into Mark at BM as reported in @twisted #40896, he was just kidding about that. Guess that's what I get for owning a building with a comedian, haha.

p.s. -- don't I get a bronze medal for "peep most likely to go bankrupt due to estrip-dependency"? Or maybe that's too long for an honorary title, haha.

Jesus Christ. Tickets for Morrissey's "4 night residency" at the Fillmore are priced at $65. And they're already asking $158-183 each on StubHub, even though they don't go on sale until Sunday 9/9.

Ouch. Doesn't Steven Patrick realize he still owes me from canceling at Now & Zen Fest 2004? Probably not. Oh well, maybe I should just suck it up and buy two tickets at the Fillmore box office, then sell one for $130 and call it even.

I got word from my building-mate he won't be back from burning man until tomorrow instead of today as originally planned. Oh, and he ran into my ex on the playa. Now, I'm sure there are many more interesting topics of discussion at hand than little old moi. But the thought of my brand-new co-tenant and my 7-year-ex burn-bonding and possibly trading life stories without me being there to defend myself (it's all about spin-control) kind of freaks me out. I guess that's what I get for staying home with the cat.

Update: Turns out he was just kidding about running into my ex (I set myself up for that one). I'm so gullible!