Let's see:
March 12th: Mini-Golf and Carting at Malibu followed by copious amounts of booze at the Hush Hush Lounge with an after party till 5am. Thanks to all that came out to celebrate my birthday, it was one of the best I have every had! The Hush Hush Lounge was a blast and, unfortunately, there is a dent in the wall from my drunken head hitting to prove it. Ah random bruises and hazy memories. Lola and I also got to meet Jason Lee while we were there (he was hitting on a friend of ours at our table till she asked him to leave lol). And let me say Lola’s first impression as she didn’t believe it was really him for awhile; “he’s gotten fat and what’s up with the lame white creepers”? Once he left then she finally realized it was him and spent the rest of the night saying “holly shit, that was Jason fucking Lee”. We all laughed.
March 13th: Due to the aforementioned drinking I did not wake up on Sunday till 5pm. This of course was followed by eating, showering, watching Carnival and Deadwood then back to sleep till Monday. A good sign of a great boozening.
March 14th: My actual birthday was spent working for the man, and then getting more awesome gifts from Lola; Grand Theft Auto is now my new best friend. I bought a camera phone too so now I can be a super SG nerd!
Today: Well, I’m pretending to work while writing this, cause well, the system owes me.
Still recovering,
Love
An older me.

Lame Ass Golfing (as can be seen in her face):

Lame Ass Drinking (as is just obvious) PS: This photo was taken after I fell on my ass taking a shower in Jager and slamming my head on the wall. Notice that didnt stop the drinking. Such a trooper!

My lady is a sexy beast and Norouz (Persian New Years) is coming up. Gift ideas? I'm thinking something special as it isn’t everyday that its 2564 (1384). Of course for those that dont celebrate Norouz, or however you decide to spell it in english, get ready to wake up at 4:33AM PST and rock in the new year on March 20th with every Persian you know cause that's what I'll be doing. How could anyone turn it down, drinking, gifts and some of the best BBQ there is. I figure Iranians are just celebrating my birthday a few days late (I’m on the 14th; of which I was always sad is wasnt the 15thbecause it was not on the 15th soI couldn’t say “beware the Ides of March”, which I always thought would fucking rock!) because it take time, about six days, for news of my birthday to reach Iran. Anywho, I’m racking my brain on what to get Lola, whom I love with all my aged heart, cause she is a cool chick.

Thee Parkside hosting of the wonderful schoolhouse production of The Bawdy Island Hullabaloo: Debut-Taunts - Roger That & The Ship Disturbers was fantastico. And if Ryan and Bettina are listening Lola and I are fully in love with you. So give us a call...because we want you. Bombshell Betty was also fantastic (i personally loved the whole desktop hula girl bit...the skirt was awe some). Lola takes her class so I am looking forward to her in the next pirate filled show. If you have no idea what I am talking about you missed one hell of a show of burlesque goodness with a spattering of pirate oddity. Plus there was a “titty” show and a kick ass band (the Ship Disturbers) that I want for my wedding reception! If you were there and I missed you, cause I was super busy watching the show and trying not to spill, write me.

tonite is sushi and bowling.
tomorrow i am looking at cars to buy as my car is so so sad.
what are you doing?
can I come too?

Back in the tub again.
This is our 7 year old cat who is addicted to licking water; the dirtier the better.
A year ago when we moved to this apartment she decided to take a swan dive out of our three story bedroom to the cement below. Now she thinks she’s about a year old. The moral of the story; well if you cat is getting boring leave a window open three stories up and soon you’ll have a kitten again.*

*degree of kitten regression is directly proportional to $$$ spent at vet after suicide attempt by feline.

new pics are up. check it yo!

i still can not speak french.
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i am very lazy.

Let's see what has happened since I've been away:
• The Good Vibes Christmas Party was fucking awesome. For those that made it, it was great to see you; for those that did not seriously try for next year!


just like highschool


• Holidays were great….Lola got me an Atari 2600 and an assload of games…she rules!
• New Years was spent at BAR on Mission then PopScene where I ran up a huge bill on booze.

Hey All,
Come hang out with me and the CockTs at the Good Vibrations 2004 Holiday Ball tonight at the DNA Lounge on Eleventh and Harrison.

Perverts, Plastic and Pornography. Drag King/Queens, burlesque and traptease; what more can you ask for?

I'll be the cute one, boozed up and surounded by sexy cheerleaders.

November Spawned a Monster:
Sunday in Daly City, normally this would be a curse (anyone who knows Daly City knows how much the place sucks) but who can turn down a day of bowling; especially if it’s with Special Olympics athletes.
My day consisted of keeping score and chasing bowlers who would wander into the wrong lane; of course part of me says "hey you can rock any lane you want", but the other kids don’t so much care for that. Let me tell you that there is nothing greater than a Down Syndrome kid who just got a strike giving you a high five and yelling "did you see that coach"! Awww makes my cackles melt. There were several occasions where I thought a ball was going to be swung into another bowler, or how far down the lane is that guy gonna slide and one kid sneakily ate all my fries but all in all it was a great day.

Today I had the fine fine pleasure of visiting the thrillingly depressing Hall of Justice (which i always liked calling the Justice League; which is cool now since the Justice League club is now the Independent which means the Independent newspaper should be renamed Some Newspaper, or perhaps the Hall of Justice and keep everything cyclical, like a four degrees of separation thing. You know so no toes are stepped on).

Apparently I had willingly ignored my jury summons on 11/25 for some unknown reason. Any who, visiting the JL is like a refreshing reminder that as a state worker at least I don’t work for the city. This building makes my state built cave look like a Mexican vacation; you know the kind you don’t regret or gain new stitches from.
You can almost feel the lives of previous city workers pushing and moaning their way out the walls circa Nightmare on Elm Street. From the hideous brown paint that reminds me kind of like Swiss Miss to the cottage cheese sprayed ceilings that perhaps many many years ago was white but are now soon to be seen in a Truth ad on TV from all the nicotine and tar collected on them.
I have nothing but praise for the security team there as well as my glasses case set off the metal alarm but my Leatherman did not. Good job there SF Police I feel safer knowing you are there. But then again, perhaps they figure you are in the center of angry, disgruntled, looking-for-reason cops and letting an idiot through with a weapon is more of a stress valve for them than a concern for public safety. Thinking on that I take back my criticism.
Although their elevators and their curiously Metropolis that seen better days doors deserve criticism. They are these strange newspaper-stand-folded-corrugated-meta-security-on-it’s side death trap things. I worried that if I got to close that I might loose a finger and yet when someone was running to catch the elevator I risked life and digit to stop the door from closing. Did I get a “thanks”, or,”I appreciate your risk man, that was insanely brave”? No.

Well all in all after I filled out my “I’m so sorry grinding wheels of the system” form they issued me a new jury summons date: 02/14/05; nothing special happening on that date, so happily I headed my way back outside. So my question to the JL is “do you plan your jury days on Holidays because you want to make the jurors as miserable as the accused or as yourself for having to work there”?
All in all I give the Hall of Justice a 4 out of 5 stars for entertainment value or perhaps to calm the manic. I’m still waiting to hear from Sunset to see if they would like me to do a piece for them on it.