This weekend was a total energy hemorrhage. Odd how being busy can charge you up one day and then drain the life out of you the next. But I guess nothing is too odd when it's all going on upstairs anyway.

Crazy upstairs. Crazy, bat-shitty, cobwebby, rattle-ghosty, second-guessy, broom-and-moppy, storage-closetey upstairs.

I think I inhaled the Tilex spray. That'll teach me to clean the bathroom at midnight.

Outstanding Corpus Callosum show tonight. They played the Fishtank in Oakland, which turns out not to be just another cafe or bar, but rather accordionist Aaron Seeman's personal residence and concert venue. And what a venue! The walls behind the stage are painted deep blue with an aquarium scene. The audience seats are squishy couches and ( Read more... )

People are *very* interested in posing without clothes on.

Man, there is some surprising stuff in there. Have you looked in there? Would you like to be a personal ASSistant? If so, you might check it out. If not, stick to the normal talent gigs.

Just had to create a Craigslist account so that I could post an ad in the adult gigs section. The thrill, the shame! Must I jump through so many hoops just to get a dang nude (and erotically inclined) model? ...Or two? ...Who will entertain Liz and my crazy ideas? Okay, apparently the answer is yes.

11:44 pm: Empanada delivery sounds mighty good right about now. Not only is Venga closed, but the little pockets wouldn't arrive by rollerblade, and I wouldn't have had to plead for my order in broken Spanish -- both of which would make them only 85% as satisfying.

Briefly, two dreams from yesterday morning ( Read more... )

I'm trying to drink more water at home in the evening. Shouldn't be a big deal -- it's just that I like it so much better when it's beer-flavored. But since I've been off feed this week (what with the heat, that crazy look in my eye, a subsequent headcold, and my subsequent crankiness), I've been particular about what goes in. And my conclusion ( Read more... )

Buffet coma ( Read more... )