pharaoh

theatre = arclight?

duh, yes it was '94, that'd be HOT if i could get a copy of Last American Show!! let me know how. still the best concert ever for me, idiots at digital nirvana still list it as the Coliseum instead of the Seattle Center Arena (now Mercer Arena), a totally different building. that box set looks fucking awesome...wish i could afford to outbid your suitors.

re bullshit behind the scenes:

i've been reading this book about james tilly matthews. he was a tea merchant in the 1700s who went completely mad, and told people he was trying to broker a peace between france and great britain, but a gang of seven who controlled a machine he called the air loom were keeping him from succeeding.

funny thing was, he in fact had spent time going back and forth between french and british dignitaries trying to broker some sort of peace. the stress of the task brought out his up to that point buried schizophrenia.

it's called the air loom gang. goes off on tangents now and then, but a pretty good book, i think.

my early experience was with lutherans.

oy vey.

thing i can't stop saying:

"so Bill, what are you working on for Arsenio?"
"well, i basically shout 'titties and cunt' for a minute or two".

or words to that effect.
suck it!

this would be my one and only porn site.

pimple! girl parts!

still in arizona so i say:

GO CUBBIES!

to recap: you are a tall, dashingly handsome, big-extremitied man-about-town. hmmmmmmmmm. the plot thicks. [sic]

p.s. THERE WAS A SUN ONCE.

let's say yes .. my computer does play .avi files.

have you got a gig lined up?

c) is for CHRONIC, mofo!

its actually a quote from state and main, a movie by david mamet. alec baldwin flips a car and is pulled out of the wreck by phil hoffman. baldwin smirks and says, "so that happened."


that's kinda how i felt after the extended weekend.

my zoo feelings are in conflict. some of them depress the hell out of me. seattle's seems nice, a bit more space for the animals than most. but some of the bears still seem anxious to leave, and the jaguar, even in his new enclosure, continues to pace.

we have a new african wild dogs exhibit, which to me seems the worst of all of them. the pack constantly plots and searches for weaknesses.

but, then, some of the smaller animals have such horribly difficult lives in the wild. life is a constant struggle to hide from predators and forage for the meager scraps of food available to them. they seem positively blissful kept fed and allowed to sleep most of their lives away in comfort. the patas monkeys have lots of room, as do the lemurs. they tend not to be animals who roam much in the wild. but, perhaps i'm being niave.

as i said, utterly conflicted.

i wasn't making fun of you, turdburgler! when i think of topanga canyon, i think of barefootedness.

that said, i know nothing about TC.

the first rule of skull and bones is you don't talk about skull and bones, except to admit being a member of skull and bones.

oro blanco grapefruit is the only certified LA-based gift i have ever received from an sg member. just lovely. and delish.