For those about to debate ...

Some random photos for your enjoyment and amusement :-)

( Fun stuff in SF, cats and holes in my head )

Happy Birthday to liandriel! I hope it's a great day - and year - for you! :-)

So, "it's been one week..." (ha) since gay marriage became legal in California. The good news is - there haven't been any reports of straight couples griping about their marriages falling apart, or becoming invalid, because about a million or so gay couples can get married, just like them.

I don't know of any bad news - except that fundies are still seething and gnashing their teeth, waiting (im)patiently for November, so they can attempt to rescind our right to get married.

What, are they afraid that we're actually gonna do it right? That we're gonna upstage them with the ceremonies and receptions? That if we can get married - who will help plan their weddings? We're too busy planning our own! ;-)

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The Wii Fit? Kellie got that almost 2 weeks ago, and it's awesome. Granted, I kind of skip over some of the yoga and strength training, in favor of my awkward attempts at step aerobics and boxing, as well as skipping over moguls left and right on the ski slalom game.

I don't trust the weight tracker for anything, since it shows insane weight fluctuations over 24 hour periods of time (gaining 3 lbs overnight? HAHAHA) - and I'm not really doing this to lose weight. Right now, I'm more interested in getting more coordinated and balanced, as well as improving my general fitness. Losing weight would just be a nice side effect.

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And, as many other have mentioned, George Carlin has died. It's a sad day in my little world - he was one of the "forbidden" comics in my family, as I was growing up. Granted, I could watch "Benny Hill" and "Bizarre" and see topless women on late-night "regular" TV - but George Carlin's dropping F-bombs was not allowed. At all.

So, when I grew up and had access to his comedy routines - I really got into it. It seemed like his wit and observational humor (as well as Lenny Bruce's) were influential on comics like Dennis Miller (before he crossed over to the Dark Side^TM) and Lewis Black.

As I'd read on a message board - the radio stations and TV networks should be allowed to play "Seven Words You Can Never Say on Television", uncensored. I'd *love* to see people's reactions when they hear "shit, piss, cunt, fuck, cocksucker, motherfucker and tits". (Tater tits for all!)

Rest in peace, George. You'll be missed for years to come. {And in the Frisbetarian tradition, he will be on a rooftop somewhere, looking down upon us all - and laughing.}

( Sick Sick Sick )


Now, for something a little on the lighter side. On Michael Ian Black's comedy CD, "I Am A Wonderful Man", he does a bit on Satanic Messages, and how as a teenager, they were such a big thing. At the start, he talks about how the performance is being recorded for an album, and says, "It's like fucking Altamont in here! {some applause and laughs} Only without the Hell's Angels! {less applause} Or the murder! {near silence} Okay, some of the murder... {laughs}"

Being a major music geek, I got a laugh out of the "Gimme Shelter" reference - and kind of died a little inside over the collegiate audience not getting it. And I kind of fell in love with Michael Ian Black over that reference alone.

I'm kind of confused here ... tonight, I saw shopping cart poaching taken to a really fucked up level.

Typically, if someone is going to take something out of an unattended cart, it's usually the last of something they wanted.

For me, my unattended cart was poached. Not for the cat food or the bread, but my paper shopping bags. Seriously. Went to the restroom and left my paper bags in the cart, only to return and find my back brace box in the cart - which was rather odd. I put the box into the bag, and found that two of my bags were gone. That's a ballsy move.

However, if that person was going to take my bags, why not go full-on balls to the wall and take all of the paper bags?


The mind boggles...

I was thinking about how I sometimes play the game of "If I had a band..." - namely so I can come up with band names.

My personal favorite, so far, has been "Aguilerica" - which I lifted from a Dave Grohl (Foo Fighters) interview that I'd read a couple of years back.


Yesterday, however, I saw something that prompted a new band name. I'd gone to a dollar store in the Mission, mainly to look around - wound up getting some of the cotton rounds, so I can take care of my infected eyebrow piercing. When I was at the register, I saw a display for condoms - and you could tell that they were "Classy with a K", because they had names like, "Blow", "Kinky", "Tooshie" and "Shaft".

What I'm getting at is that if I had a band, I'd call it "Condoms at the Dollar Store".

Just because it's a really odd name, and it could catch people's eye - even though the music would suck, because I can't sing for shit. (And I'm taking the lead from Panic at the Disco and leaving out the (!).)



So, yeah, that's that for now. I'll have an actual post later on - I need to get ready to see one of my favorite gay boys! (It's time to get my hair done - cut and color. I'm looking like a borderline trashy soccer mom. Not cool.)

Don't mind me while I squee for a moment here - I think I've just found my houseboy!

Hey white boy, you'd make a great slave

It's the 2nd video - and it kills me a little that it's basically an advert for American Eagle Outfitters.
:-/

But, due to my being so easily amused, it's kind of made up by Patrick wearing my favorite dish gloves - pink Casabella gloves. Although, mine are better because they cuffs have a pink leopard print! :-P







Now, I just have to wrest him away from Pete Wentz. That hussy.