i find it amusing that early sunday mornings, no one but no one has a star yet.

thank you for calling me TERRY, you crazy bastard, at 3 or 3:30 or 4 or whatever goddam time in the morning it was. i have not re-listened to the message, but i think there was singing and a good deal of being lit involved. on your part.
we had to get up at 6 to take paul's folks to the airport, but don't worry. i love you anyway. ;p

when i was a child, none of my mom's boyfriends ever took us to breakfast. or, for that matter, lunch or dinner. i feel this is a fun experience for a child. perhaps it is why i feel such joy now over simply going out to eat. it is one of my favorite activities. hm. although there is a picture of me at about 18 months holding up a 40. it was genny. that experience stayed with me, i guess.

ta-ta, dreaming children of buffalo.........

ps--tk found me out about the movie, but i'm still too embarrassed to post it, so i'll just acknowledge that i went to a stupid blockbuster for a good looking actor. ok.

dearest liquid,
you are such a friend to me.
i can never decide if you are black or just really dark brown
or some color all your own
that they will someday name a paint after.
i enjoy your so many flavors,
cheery cherry, voluptous vanilla, and even, oddly, your twist of lemon variety is strangely refreshing
(i am so excited--- what could be next?!)
yet even while standing alone your sugary glory reigns from high
i have no idea why you come in diet, or (shudder) caffeine free form
when you are simply liquified dessert
who wants to fuck with that?

when i finally have my restaurant, thousands of years in the future, this will be a sandwich. here is a sneak preview, i know yall can hardly wait that long...
a french dip is a roast beast and mozz on french bread dipped in au jus, n'est ce pas?
an american dip, therefore, is boiled hot dog medallions and american chz on white bread dipped in ranch.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

doesn't that sound good !!!!! i will grill it of course. don't you worry bout that......

paulnotpaul says "i'm not really sure that's the kind of feedback he's lookin for"
but he also said it's "right on"

so hey.....

paul,

disclaimer: i go off on tangents when i'm trying to make a point (as you most likely know), so....with that in mind....
ok--here is a little story about my weekend thus far that directly concerns this site. paulnotpaul and i went to comix cafe in the hopes to be entertained with 'something different,' which i am ever on this elusive quest for and which subsequently drives us both crazy as the results are usually disappointing. case in point for this joint, for after wasting a good amount of time in line, and then $ on tix and bad food, the "comedy" began. it was disgusting. the bit opened up with the one guy, who has an awesome talent for making sound effects and accents, unfortunately using it to chronicle a "typical" day as an iraqi. so the sound effects were air raid sirens, helicopters, and bombs dropping in the middle of prayer chanting, and an iraqi (or the american accented version of what an iraqi sounds like--arabic is quite a language to behold when spoken but what do we care, the whole world should speak english right) saying "this is not good". people were eating it up. we were outraged. i'm still not sure why i didn't stand up and scream that it's *our* fucking president's agenda/vendetta/pocketbook that got us there, and that people are being fucking *killed*, and the reason 9/11 happened in the first place is because ignorant fuck americans sit in comedy clubs and laugh about what they think it's like to be foreign, and what they think it's like to be bombed. i should have stood up and screamed that, but i'm sure a joke would have been made of "one of those anti-war america-hating liberals who don't like it when the freedom to say such things is being fought for" so instead we just got up and left, 3 minutes into the show.
well, it ended up being a good thing, because we (finally) came to the realization that to go out into the world and try to entertain ourselves is folly, and we're being fucking stupid to keep trying. the free time that we do have has to be devoted to doing things in our community to better it, otherwise we're just as stupid as the stupid fucks amused by the lowest common denominator, paying money to be entertained. really, we have little right to bitch seeing as how we don't do much to remedy.
AND NOW, THE POINT IS> as an example of just the opposite, we talked about you and this project and the community it's formed. how this site has attracted writers who for the most part are fed up with america and with the way society functions, and who need a forum in which you can be both informed and entertained as a person awake, thinking, and actually employing their senses. not a single person who writes on this site would laugh at someone making a joke over an iraqi praying and a bomb dropping on him or her. that means a lot. a lot of people are sleeping, or don't care. if they aren't, you don't often get the opportunity to meet or talk about those things. i don't post news or political updates but i read what others have and form opinions on it. i can read about hodown's adventures in nyc, or see holly's neato photoshop thingys, and matt's drawings, and (tonite albeit) zack's photos. it's art and tech stuff and ideas and anger and stories and daily this and thats and personalities and whatever you want to say, but never boring or the typical self-involved blogging. and that is a great thing, so kudos to you.
and then there is the writing, of course. anything that gets me writing and not feeling weird about it, like it's supposed to be this big something great, is a great frickin feat. writing is a hang up, i'm not sure why. oh and it's weird, but the little star plays its tricks.... you should definitely keep that.
and i think i've fallen in love with my 3 boobed galactic she warrior....can i be her someday?
that's all for now. t
t