Friends

Username:	Password:
Forgot your password?	Remember Me

every life is a struggle. everyone is stuck between mutually exclusive wishes and wants. nothing ends well: that's what ending means. I'm not so sure that Dylan Thomas was exhorting us to Right Action. I think he was maybe just describing human nature.

Maybe you were at this party on 50th/Division on Friday evening.
I was the jerk who showed up in a ridiculous wedding dress and blew up a couple of cakes. Two bomb cakes, two TNT cakes stuffed with mortars.

Here's a short video of the explosions that sent cake flying over two houses and into their front yards.

If you look to the right of the screen right after the second one blows, you can see me popcorning up and down in the crowd and squealing with uncontrollable excitement.

The giant TNT cakes fell over right before they blew up, but whatever.

There was cake e-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e.

Best Fourth of July . . . ever. Hope you were there!

I've been looking forward to seeing Dragonforce for months now, yeah, I'm a giant nerd, I think they're awesome. I bought tickets several months ago, the tickets were will call, so this afternoon I called the Roseland theater to see what time the show started. The message said that the opening band started an hour after the doors opened, but they didn't say when that was. I checked on line and was told the doors opened at eight. I showed up at nine tonight, and the band I came to see had already started. I was kind of disappointed so I asked the girl taking tickets why the band started already. She said that the tickets said the doors opened at seven, and that it was my fault that I showed up late. I asked her how I was supposed to know what the WILL CALL ticket said, then she said "You have a shitty attitude." I brushed it off, but then my friend who was behind me asked for her ticket and the girl said to her "Your friend has a shitty attitude, she's a bitch.". My friend also brushed this off, and we tried to enjoy the remainder of the show despite all this. I guess I just wanted to rant to someone about how lame the service was at this venue. I've heard before that it was a bad place to see shows, but I really wasn't expecting to be blatantly insulted by the staff. The show itself was really good, but the experience was marred by, well, someone calling me a bitch. Roseland theater? Thumbs down!

Current Mood: pissed off

Well, my rogue/cleric/relic hunter Mys'tyr just died from a giant sized screaming, crawling, undead HEAD! of fright. Just as I was going to cast a Death Ward on myself. And the Favored Soul also died from the same shriek. Well.. if we can find the third cleric, she should be able to raise us... if we can find her in this city of Undead.

Well, off to bed I think, while the rest finish up the game combat.

Tags: gaming
Current Mood: tired

nothing is exciting; nothing turns me on at this minute.

and also in general. Feel like i've been bored of life for years, now.

sad that that's true. sad that I keep writing in this journal. Went out to see a show tonightl the music was alright, but I didn't know anyone. I'm used to Portland, still, where I can walk into a bar and have a 50 / 50 chance of seeing someone I recognize.

I miss that feeling.

Double-checked the transcript of the dip episode, wherein Alton recommends using lemon or lime juice to keep avocados from browning. Anybody think orange juice would work? The avocado soup recipe I'm making contains orange juice, so it would be pretty practical, and the vitamin C is what's supposed to do the trick - but nobody ever mentions using orange juice.

Just because I like to show him off....

My pug puppy Mr. Giles is on the "Pug-a-Day" website

http://www.pugaday.com/pug-of-the-day/07-06-2008/1336/

( screenshot for the link-phobic )

Current Location: 97212

it's a world in which a news reporter for the nation's paper of record references a comic-book super-hero and -villian in describing one of the candidates for president.

(from 'McCain Battles a Nemesis, the teleprompter'
By MARK LEIBOVICH
Published: July 6, 2008)

. . . [McCain] is speaking less out of the sides of his mouth, which can produce a wiseguy twang reminiscent of the Penguin from the Batman stories . . .

end quote

and, other than that one line and the headline, there isn't any sort of 'nemesis' theme that would make it make any more sense. The article is not any more 'cute' or 'hip' than every other piece of politics-as-celebrity thing getting published these days.

just weird, that's all.

Laurel was playing on one of those little tyke slide thingies at MIL's house.
like this sorta:

she, is a thrill seeker, and did a summersault over one of the side top parts and landed flat on her back on the ground, biting her tongue in the process, enough to rather fill her mouth with blood. It was pretty horrific.
She cried for about a minute, but it felt like eternity. I didnt know if it was hospital time or what. Then I realized she was crying because I was moving toward the door. This hunch was confirmed when she stopped crying long enough to SCREAM, "OUTSIDE!!!"
I started moving back into the yard and she stopped crying immediately, and soon was struggling and saying, "down down, play play!!!"

she proceeded to climb up again, and go down the slide on her knees and face plant into the grass. She cried again, spitting grass out of her mouth, taking the washcloth that i'd gotten to wipe the blood off of her face and WIPING her tongue with it to try to get rid of the grass.

After removing the grass from her mouth she was struggling again to get down to continue to play.

Each time she'd climb up she'd laugh and squeal at her cousins, but at the top of the slide she'd start crying again, go down the slide, and cry when she hit the ground. This continued, again and again.
She was partially crying because every time she'd try to flip over the top in summersault style we'd yell at her. like, "you guys ARE NO FUN!!!"

jesus.

I felt like I died a thousand deaths.

Its been a grumpy toddler day.