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I refused to drive home 45 miles from work and turn around to drive another 30+ miles to Echo Park, so I invited myself to my friend’s house in Atwater to waste time. Did the dog walking thing (my only exercise sadly) for almost an hour, until she had to bail for the Dodgers game, leaving me alone for three hours. I originally planned on shopping or maybe a movie before heading to KorK. Instead I spent 2.5 hours at the Carl’s Jr parking lot writing like a mad man on the some computer paper lying around in my car. I had crazy fun doing that and before I knew it, it was time to head over to the Echo. The first band Sacred Dice is not normal KorK fare with the primary members Anthony & Louis Cristofani, and Lindsey Kate Hawkins playing long groovy, soul+rock+funk jams that make your body move and head bob. In the short set of only three songs, there was dueling bouts of singing between Lindsay Kate and one of the brothers, which then broke out into a light saber duel, jumping from th...

On the holiday drive home I bought a giant bag of gummy worms and I can't stop eating them! I'm down to my last three, so I have been savoring each one by dangling them out of mouth, slowly biting off each segment to prolong this heaven of gumminess. My friend, Cortney who shall remain nameless, has her own special ritual when she eats gummy bears. She starts with two bears of different colors coming out of the bag, where they meet, have conversations, date and quickly get engaged. Then she has a gummy bear wedding! I've seen with my own eyes as other bears are set up on each side of the aisle, matching colors as much as possible to represent the bride and groom side. The happy couple walks down between the rows and go through an abbreviated ceremony, ending with the kiss and then their heads being ripped off and eaten. Sometimes I worry about Cortney her.

My job is getting in the way of posting, but I should have some stuff this afternoon if anyone cares. Oh stupid end of month, stupid got to pay bills, stupid work. Also, if you have been reading the comments on the last post, our friend did call in and was making her way up to Ohio. Also x2 I had a good weekend, how was yours? Also x3. M. recommends this Bay Area band The Catholic Comb playing tonight at The Viper Room. They sound like old Cure, but call it more "bubble gum goth" themselves. Indie 103.1 and Filter Magazine Presents: The Bellrays, The Catholic Comb, and Front Row For The Meltdown . Front Row For The Meltdown features the ex drummer from Social D. and I heard they were great at the 8.23 Kiss or Kill). 9/12/2005 8:00 PM - The Viper Room - 8852 Sunset Blvd, Hollywood, CA 90069 $10.00

I have posts I'm working on, have been working on. This comment on another blog is all I've managed to write today: I keep trying to write about this. Not only is this upsetting, it just plain old scares me. I cry for the families torn apart and the individuals not eating for days. The rapes and deaths...of course I think what if it was me and my family. Not to be the uber downer, but when "the big one" hits [earthquake in California], this is what we can expect and that scares the s**t out of me.

I was feeling not so up yesterday morning, and a tad sentimental about previous relationships. This is not new, as I've even been labeled as living in the past or the more insulting stuck in the past which I never thought was true actually. I wonder as to what would be worse? Listening to only one decades worth of music, never experiencing the new and strange or reflecting on, possibly learning from previous experiences and seeing the connections to present relationships? All I know is that the past is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there again. You know I like myself better as the sentimental sap than the cold unfeeling person I let myself become. Wanting to please someone who couldn't be pleased, to be affectionate to someone who didn't like to be touched will do that to you. Things are different now. From a different time : We walked up the street on an unusually warm evening as traffic speed by to the distant reaches of the...

People were talking about the weird after sunset junction vibe in the room, many still burnt out from the heat and/or drinking at El Cid. It looked bare in the Echo for Silver Needle, but many eventually showed up for Midway, Underwater City People's CD release, Pu$$y Cow, and the OAOTs. Saw DG and Ogirl but didn't talk much to them. Strange night of waving hello to a ton of people as if I haven't seen them in forever, which is nice of course, but not fully satisfying. I hardly have conversations with anybody there most nights and long for a hanging out on one the benches talking in depth moment with a stranger moment. Those random ones I could remember and maybe write about. Yes, I understand that leaning against the wall with a beer in hand alone is counter productive to achieving those moments. According to Joe , singer of Pu$$y Cow, Jared Leto (aka Jordan Catalano from My So Called Life and singer of the suckfest 30 Seconds to Mars ) was there too. My friend that flak...

There was a boy I used to be I guess that he was cold If she came to buy him now, how cheaply he'd be sold But the light is gone and it is dark what used to be the sky Is suddenly embarrassing to the naked eye. . . . Yes, I've resorted to posting song lyrics. Shoot me.

At this blogging.la post , Sean Bonner wrote about some amusing self made Missed Connection postings ala craigslist that The Sneeze created. There are only a handful so I'm not going to quote them, so take a look here . Images of Transportation Voronoi Diagrams I love missed connections on craigslist and yes, I even posted one myself a long time ago and got a reply too. The biggest shock for me was seeing that email from her in my inbox. I remember staring at the words and blanking out on a response for at least an hour. What the heck was I going to say? I think she was a little perturbed by the whole idea, admitting that she wasn't familiar with whole missed connections thing and wouldn't have known if her friend had not sent the post to her. I could imagine her friend describing MC as the site of choice for freaks and stalkers to post random sightings of strangers they were interested in. Um, I guess that's partly true. She was curious to know who I was, what I...

I had the most wonderful and boring weekend where all I did was sleep and had all my meals made for me. Thanks Mom! Missed the dragon boat races when I woke up around noon and the last thing I wanted to deal with was the toll plaza and parking. Oh well. I'm going back up next weekend, so I'm going to try to squeeze some activities like eating at the Cheesesteak Shop and Blondie’s, and maybe a trip into the City. My highlights: A. Target for a prescription. Out of boredom, took my blood pressure (135 over 83 btw). B. Toys-R-Us -- Just an evil place of depressed employees. C. Safeway -- Just like Vons! The Columbo bread wasn't fresh so I passed and they didn't have It-Its. Lame. E. Park. -- Walked around my childhood stomping grounds with its now disintegrating trails and dried out fields. Depressing to see how reality hasn't kept up with your memories. At the playground I saw this older, fat kid sitting on top of the slide, just hanging out with his younger (and thi...

Was planning on posting about this after I got back, but noticed an article went up on sfgate.com today about the San Francisco Dragon Boat Festival this weekend. These hard core boat races are moving from Lake Merced to Clipper Cove on Treasure Island due to growth of this event. Read the article . Treasure Island, if you don't already know is a man made island, which has been used for the 1939–40 World’s Fair and as a military base which closed in the 80s and is now a public part of the City of San Francisco. Clipper Cove is named after the landing spot/base for Pan Am's "China Clipper" route and a couple hangers still exist in this area. You can see them next to the marina area in this amazing 360 degree QTR from the entrance of Treasure Island here. Quick little history of Treasure Island, Yerba Buena Island and The Bay Bridge that tunnels through it, can be found here. More pics: Long Beach Dragon Boat Festival @ July

Looking out the bar window I watch the homeless man on the sidewalk talking up the doorman. Trying to make out the toothless, gummy words mouthed from the other side of the glass, I give up realizing it was no longer a simple conversation I could follow. My friends were off doing their own thing at the moment, so I turn around and watch the birthday girl dance with her father to the mariachi band. Visible from the open back dress is a round tattoo about the size of a serving plate. You really can't go up to a girl and closely inspect the elaborate design without them noticing of course, and my wanting to trace the lines with my fingertips was out of the question. This strange, drunk impulse amuses me. This night could happen on any downtown night in some other city, but after eight years living in Southern California it finally feels like home to me. This weekend I'll be at my first home sleeping in my first room and I will miss Los Angeles. This is at once weird and perfectly ...

First let me direct you to DJ Cheese Zombie's blog Are you going to finish that? . A far better writer with a more f'd up view of reality than I could ever muster to blog about. Many a meal with DJ CZ ends with that Starving Kids in China rationale behind that question, so the title is quite fitting. I'll say this again and again Begin. I lie sometimes, but if you know me and ask me point blank questions about what I wrote, I will answer honestly. Either I don't care enough about you or what you think, so I'm not going to lie or I do care about you and I'm not going to lie because I generally believe it is better to be honest and open in a relationship/friendship. Waiting to tell is not the same as lying. End. Starving Kids in China would make a great band name don't you think?

Posted a while ago on my other blog I thought her odd and she told me I was strange and this might be the only thing we have in common. After the movie, we went to have dinner at Truly on Hollywood Blvd. I watched her talk about all sorts of dishes with another lover of vegan fare. I, the outcasted meat eater, lover of dead, cooked animals for consumption looked on as they traded recommendations. She felt at ease talking about this, but not so much talking to me at first. She looked me in the eyes and I stared backed twice as much. I wasn't giving her any mixed signals, but I was polite and didn't start anything at first. Lying on the couch half awake (fully clothed) watching Daria, our legs tangled, her head resting on my chest. With her smaller than I, she fit nicely against my body. It didn't feel weird at all.

I had every intention to drive home and not go out this week after seeing how tight screwed I was budget wise. Feeling strangled by this ropes I’ve placed around me, fully aware that I’m the only one who can untie them to move forward. This entanglement on top of a funk about my "not getting a raise in three years" thoughts and frustration with "I kind of think I want to spend time with someone * , yet realizing I'm not capable of committing myself financially or emotionally" blues. It’s been worse and can say I haven’t been happier in years as a strange as it sounds. When I’m like this I'm susceptible to the lets hang out, eat cheap, do some errands and hit the penny bar you keep blabbering about idea that my good friend suggested. Run off with the fishes is what I say [I so made that up] and off we did errands and with perfect timing our friend called willing to join us for food and drinks. On the way there she said there was no way in hell she was walkin...

Bar 107 in downtown LA is having one cent well drinks for ladies until the end of August. Special runs M-F 8-2 am. More info here Jessica Dobson is back from NYC, where she recorded her debut album on Atlantic and is playing a free show at the Detroit Bar next Monday (8.29). I posted little things before here , here , and here . I like her music a lot. Gemma Hayes is playing at Tangier (8.30) with the Cold Water Kids, before heading back to Europe. 7-8 dollars ?. She is on first @ 7.30. I told you how cool she is in this post . Tonight 8.23: The Randies @ Zen or Kiss or Kill has The Rainman Suite 12:10, The Letter Openers 11:30, Pu$$y Cow 10:50, Deadbeat Sinatra 10:10 and Front Row For The Meltdown 9:30 @ the Echo Sat/Sun 8.27-8.28 I'm out of town for Sunset Junction, so please stop by El Cid for this: RUMBLE IN THE JUNCTION ~ KISS OR KILL AT THE SUNSET JUNCTION 2 Days ~~ 24 Bands ~~ $1/day The stage will be inside the cool oasis of El Cid. 4212 Sunset Blvd. Silverlake,...

I think DJ Cheese Zombie was right about my posts. This one is boring. Friday I hung out with my friend Cortney and watched television at my house instead of catching Silver Needle, the Letter Openers and the Ben Vaughn Desert Classic play. I've managed to take a couple weeks from shows like I kept promising to do and with this cold, I really had no choice but to slow down. I just read Ben Vaughn's bio for this post and I already knew that he wrote the theme to That 70s Show, but he has also done a million much cooler things too, so I feel lame for missing him. He plays a lot of free shows at Mr T's Bowl, so next time. Saturday I was to attend a birthday party in Hollywood, but I was still feeling sickly, so I passed. Part of it was that I think she's cute and I looked like shit. So pointless. Also scheduled that night was an art/music show at Hangar 1018 featuring Gram Rabbit and 8 Bit. I've only seen GR once a couple years ago at the Scene and since then they ha...

My longtime friend DJ Cheese Zombie complains that my posts have been boring lately, so I've asked him to step up and guest post in the near future. He's one of those people always with something to say. Should be interesting. If you don't know what a cheese zombie is, Jennifer Accettola describes them like this in virtualitalia.com: This surreal concoction of California public school cafeterias looks like an unsliced hotdog bun with a chunk of mozzarella inside that was melted when the lunches are warmed. They were yummy. tags: cheese zombie

"What residents know for sure is that the San Francisco Bay Area has three seasons: winter, summer and fog." from sfgate.com I'm going up to the Bay the next two weekends! hella sweet.

Why is it that I write a lot on Fridays? Today is another Payday Friday , which might have something to do with it. Tonight is a sketch comedy show that a friend wrote and performs a few scenes in. I have no idea if it’s any good, but I might risk it and the trawling tow trucks of Hollywood who I fear will gobble up my car, and hold it hostage in the belly of a storage yard. I got towed once back when T. worked at Sybase . God I use to love hanging out at that company when she worked into the night alone on her floor. This was 1993 or 94 and our POS Performa with the “new“ power pc chip had only a 26.8 k modem and 56K was becoming mainstream, but Sybase had a T1 if not T2 line. Sweet Kelly Clarkson, it was fast and free as I imagine she would be, but the web was much smaller then so you can only look at so much after a few days. This one day I decided to go see a movie down the street, bored of random word searches in yahoo. Drove around until I found the prefect spot and parked up aga...

All day I hoped for an email to brighten my mood, take my mind of my sore throat. It still hurts. Two days without my afternoon soda will do this to me. Tonight I will crawl into bed and cuddle with a can of pepsi. goodnight.