March 2003 Archive

My Next Ideal Job

Can someone hook me up with a gig to be a band’s blogger or something silly like that?

Just asking.

Or how about doing voice acting for video games? How the hell do you get into that?

Wowie.
* Additional Comments: Every piece of media bullshits. The BBC’s is different than the American spin. Quite different.

Newest, and without any sort of sarcasm whatsoever, the scariest blog to read right now in my blog roll.

Reporters’ Log: At war in Iraq

The BBC don’t bullshit like American Media does.
Something I discovered to be one of the mixed blessings of having been overseas during 9/11.

State of the World Today

Shit. We’re still going to hell in a handbasket.

Continuing to pray for peace.
You too. Now.

I love the pitter patter of little feet.

Vinny (Dog) has arrived. And oh yeah, he brought Jhames.

Jhames and Vince (Human) arrived yesterday afternoon around 4ish. Cheyenne came as well to help unload things. I arrived late but assisted the new roommate with taking care of the Uhaul trailer returns, and some grocery shopping. An improve dinner party with Ernie, BigMike, Paris, & Ryan, and housemate Jon as well. Animal crossing geeking out, American Idol, and watching a Korean girl barf in My Sassy Girl (GREAT FLICK). The Shmoo arrived late and he and I helped Jhames with his bed. Vinny looked sleepy and tried to ignore us as we puttered around. I whispered secretively like a fourth grader to both Jhames or Shmoo, “Pssst. Do you like him? Yes? He’s very nice. I like it when my friends get along.” *giggle*”

I’m normally not much of a dog person, never having been raised with any pets, but I’ve got a bit of a crush on Vinny.
(From Jhames Site)

Attn: SF Bay Area – Hot Tech Geek Girls

Non-union Female Host Needed
Full-time Cable TV Show

Beau Bonneau Casting is currently seeking a female host for a cable television show. We are looking for a hip 25-30 year old female. Must be attractive, sexy, smart, quick-witted and a bit tech savvy. The show reveals the pop culture side of technology: what�s new, what�s hip, what�s hot. The ultimate showcase for the darker, funnier, sexier world of the technophile, it pushes
the boundaries of late night television.

The host would be an employee of the cable show so basically this would be a full time job. Other duties would include research and production work. The person interviewing for this job must prepare a 1-minute high-energy monologue/presentation about a phenomenon or aspect of technology that you think is especially funny. Examples include website, trends, inventions, etc. The client is looking for enthusiasm & energy, clear & clever thought, and general presentation abilities.

If you know anyone that fits this type please have them call 415-273-1599
a.s.a.p. as interviews will be held this Thursday, March 20.

I’d consider applying out of a flight of fancy but me thinks that I prefer staying off the television. I got too many stalkers as it is. I’m really hoping that Gretchen or Cheyenne takes up the challenge, though. Wouldn’t it be cool?

True Shmoo Story

One boy, one girl, sitting together drinking hot toddies*. Her symptoms involve a cough and heavy snot production. His symptoms involve body ache and migraines. They are shmoo.

She coughs. Fiercely. Wracking her whole body in convulsions.
She looks at him, with a desperate plea in her eyes: “*(Cough Cough) Hit me.”
He responds: “Wha?”
She speaks again, leaning forward so that he can fully understand her intent: “Hit my back. Hard. It’ll loosen up the phlegm.”
His eyes grow large, tortured by the request and this crux of a decision. “You’re crazy.”
She responds with a whimper: “Please, I beg you. Hit my back. Hard.”
He shakes his head violently in spite of his pain, “No way. Nutcase”
She sighs, coughs again, and turns her back to him, pouting from the shoulders to a slouch. “You suck. That’s what I get for dating someone non-Korean. Any Korean guy would have totally hit me.”
He responds, “You are *soo* wrong, you know that, right?”

* A hot toddie. Hot Earl Grey Tea, Whiskey, Honey (or sugar) and Lemon Juice.

Nearer My God, to Thee

The world is going to hell in a handbasket.

Say a prayer for peace.
Now.

My Favorite Mark

He, among others, have their SXSW Pix up.
Wooot!

Sicky Cranky Pantsy Poo

If I seem unseemly quiet, it’s because I’m congested. If I seem less witty or snarky in the future, it’s because I’ve been sneezing a lot and blowing my nose fiercely which results in brainmatter propulsioning into my handkerchief. Who knew that the Medulla Oblongata could be greenish grey? If I stumble and fall a lot it’s because snippets of the temporal and occipital lobes are getting whittled at in the honking nose-blowing process.

I’ve been cocktailing various cold & pain medications with a Hot Toddy chaser. This has given me weird dreams including the Lucci Sisters acting in a movie as a pair of vinyl figurine vendors who try to pass themselves off as male transvestite hookers. Don’t ask. I’m ever so sorry. Ever. So. Sorry. Honest. Ernie & I were in the dream playing Japanese tourists with big cameras. Damn hollywood for fucking up my dream life too.

Also dreaming about Jhames and I being pitted against each other in a “Who can Get Laid More” olympiad. Me & my Shmoo representing Team Hetero vs. Jhames and his uber sexy prowess as Team ‘Mo. Until My shmoo comes and visits in a tight pink shirt and disco shorts. I gasp in horror as Jhames smirks over his latest conquest.

I called my dad this afternoon to whine a bit about being sick.
The Daddy: “Did you eat?”
Moi: “Yes”
The Daddy:”What are you doing today?”
Moi: “Sitting in my pajamas, eating, playing video games, sleeping”
The Daddy: “Just sleep”
Moi: “Uh… sure”

If I even *tried* to explain my dreams to him I think he’d try to register me for the convent. (again)

Bloogle Redux

Chris P. has some amazing pix from the other night’s Blogger/Google shin dig. Again, big ups to Ev & the Pyra team, and everyone who’s worked on it over the years.

While taste testing Raging Cow (in spite of their obviously racist bias against Asian Americans by not having a Soy Milk incarnation for the lactose intolerant) a friend and I invented the following cocktail for your pleasure.

Raging Woot
1 Part Chocolate Insanity Raging Cow
1 Part Frangelico
1 Part Kahlua
1 Part Vodka

And yes, this is a variation of the Triple Woot as invented by yours trully and Dan “Shake your” Budiac. (Triple Woot Original- Replace Chocolate Insanity Raging Cow w/ Vanilla Coke)

Way to go Dave

Do you have any idea how many people know about Mardis Gras yet don’t know that it was supposed to kickstart lent?
Oy veh.

Davezilla commands that you do a few Hail Min Jung’s for your penance.

SXSW 2003 Update #3

The Photo Gallery (quick & dirty) is up.
Links, commentary, and such to follow shortly.

I’m home safely and tired but happy. Thanks for the memories.