I have been told I write pretty well and that I have written some pretty amusing away msgs for IM. Well, for your reading pleasure, here they are in one easy to read blog entry ( Read more... )

George, Georgeous, Geo, Geo-Kir, G-money, G-love, G-Money-Love, Money, G., GD, GK, Jorge, Jorge Gortex, Jorgelicious, Serge, Slim, Frog, Coachbaum. Coach Kirschbaum, Kirschy.

Different names, vingettes of the same soul.

Life has a funny way of moving in waves. And we ride the currents. I feel like I am riding two waves. Kate and Stephie. Kate doesn't get it and Stephie just stepped back into my life without warning and has my heart tied again. Its funny how quickly you can slip back into thought patterns... how your stomach can tighten into a knot. To feel so much ( Read more... )

Fucking nuts. I swear... if I can find more than fraction of women that don't have a mental condition, hate their childhood/fathers or themselves I will be amazed. What gives? Stop being so tragic. We all have to face the music and say WTF, I am not living in the past, I am who I am and I will be who I want to be. Damn, get over it.

Today was Virgin Fest out at Pimlico Race Way in B'almore. Ray, Annie, Sasha and I hopped in my car and made the trek. I say trek because the traffic both in and out later sucked ass. The show however was great. With temps in the upper 90's and humidity in the upper 90's... it was, well, fucking hot. But we got VIP tickets you see, so we parked our ( Read more... )

Sometimes you wonder, and then you wonder some more. Then things just make a lot more sense and you stop making excuses for people including yourself. You realize what standards you have and how what you can expect from people in those terms. I know who my friends are and I think this is for everyone else. Think the lyrics to this PIL song, FFF, ( Read more... )

Sometimes something just hits you at the right moment. It says something to you and how you are feeling. It just happened with me as I sat here at work searching. Lyrics from the Fray song "Over My Head" hit me and made total sense. WTF. I[m very tired of this ( Read more... )

Which is not like quick oats, or quick sand ( Read more... )

I hate the term blog. Or blogging. Not sure 100% why but the term just makes me cringe. What is it? Its this amorphous word for a whole bunch of different writings that have zero relation to each other. Anything from a diary to a "news aggregate" as Ray would say. Call it what it is! A diary or journal, or a column, or a news feed. Blog my ass. Get ( Read more... )

Artomatic. artomatic.org Very cool. I stopped in yesterday afternoon and am headed back there today too. There are some really talented people. Being around the creativity and freedom is refreshing. It would have been a very cool thing to have hung out at more, but alas I didn't and it closes today. I keep saying it but I need to get back to ( Read more... )