Its always kinda nice to open up your bank account and realize you have much more money than expected. Its kinda like finding money in your dirty jeans or in the lint trap of the dryer. Although, Felly and I are supposed to be buying plane tickets for Seattle, not buying strange and "exotic" foods from the organic aisles in Wegmans.

In other news...

Felly and I wacthed this terribly interesting little show about Bodies. As in, Bodies: The Exhibition.
Fascinating really...like how most of the bodies are of asian descent and come from this rundown shack of a wearhouse/laboratory in China which supposedly doesn't know where they come from. And this creepy but cute German doctor who came up with the plasticization process that these bodies go through but who cried when he was recalling how he accidently was working with some bodies who had not voluntary gave their bodies up...he incinerated them. And the millions of dollars that this exhibition is bringing in for americans, never mind the fact that they, in order to avoid human corpse laws, claim that the plasticized human body parts are plastic "models".....

I guess...well, it really gets me thinking about all kinds of things. My first instinct is to say that as American's we have some creepy fascination with death coupled with a conflicting taboo which is why people are so drawn to these types of things in the first place. Taboos create fascination. I believe this. There are other cultures in the world who have no (or at least a different) taboo around death or the dead body...sometimes they hang out with the bodies, take parts of it home with them, things of that nature. Death is natural and normal for them...it is not the end of the world like it is for us. Yeah ok, we believe in heaven, but we also believe in ghosts and vampires and that sort of thing. Don't kid yourself. We do. I won't get into the "we" of America because that is a whole nother post.

So maybe the Bodies exhibit isn't all that bad? Maybe we should try to be more comfortable with death? Maybe then we wouldn't see people freaking out getting plastic surgery and tring to look "Ten Years Younger" and all that youth is beauty bullshit. But then...here is the tricky part I spose. these bodies are NOT of old people who died of natural causes. According to ABC or whoever, they were young, healthy people who didn't look ready to die. So hence the question...where do these bodies come from. I do not doubt...for one second...that there is an underground, clandestine body business going on. It has happened in the past, why not now?
Anyways...I am not saying you should or shouldn't, but if you are interested, here is a website called No Bodies 4 Profit...


decide for yourself.

Someone asked me to post more...so this is what you get.

I hate automatic flush toilets, automatic soap dispensers, hand dryers, paper towle dispensers, the list goes on. My first inclination is to be offended. I am really quite capable of flushing the toilet myself. Really. And I think it should be my choice when the toilet is flushed. And then I think, well, what does this say about our society? That people are such inconsiderate assholes that they can't flush a godam toilet by themselves? That we are basically all little children who need someone out there to make sure that it gets done? Of course, the situation may be slightly different for say paper towles or water...I get that they probably save some trees, some energy, whathaveyou. But the toilet flushing thing. Come on.

In other news. Felly made me steak last night for dinner. We are so cool. I wanted to get dessert...and apparently she did too, and we both got the exact same kind of strawberry cheesecake. So now we have two. One for each I suppose.

Also, for fair and future warning...Break Dancing Battle NEXT SATURDAY FEB. 23. You folks really should come. It will blow your mind. Come after 8pm...910 Main Street (Door to the left of the Hyatt art store) Seriously. $4 cover.

There is also a showing of the Vagina Monologues TONIGHT at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Buffalo ( 695 Elmwood Ave. at West Ferry Street). $ 15 @ 7: 30 p. m

So there. Post...complete.

Thanks everyone for coming out last night!!
I had such a fantabulous time and it was so nice to see so many people!!
Particular thanks to (e:jim), (e:james), and (e:jbeatty) for representing (e:strip) at mi casa!
(e:james), your jacket is at my place!!
so nice to see (e:terry) and (e:flacidness) also!
for those of you who were there but i never saw...thanks for coming out anyway :)
I couldn't have asked for a better night, and you folks helped make that happen. word.

Saturday night Felly and I, along with some friends, will be going to Club Marcella's for my...gasp, 25 birthday! We will probably go around 10 oclock or so...cept I have never been there and don't know when the party gets going (anybody?)

If you wanna dance...now is the time!

Thanks for all the positive feedback on my potential project...I have to admit, I am also considering doing a project on monogomous gay couples and depending on how many I find, I might do that instead, as it is slightly more relevant to my personal research interests, but if that doesn't work, I will be sure to let you all know.

Today I am going to the dentist. Advantage Dentistry on Elmwood in Kenmore. They aparently have stereo headphones for my probing pleasure and a pill that can make you sleep through the entire procedure...I don't know about that whole thing...I am hoping that doesn't mean I have to pay extra for those pansy ass folks who can't handle a little poke in the mouth. Hah.

Oh yes...and the Bandits game. I have to say, it was less painful than I thought. I felt kinda like the first time I went to NYC though.. we got to the suite and there were all these tables with candles on them, a beautiful food spread, and a bartender who came right up and asked if he could get us anything. Free booze rocks! I felt like a star. And plus...the sing a song...or chant a chant, whatever you want to call it...and maybe I am juvenile, but BOX is just funny.