Friday, October 31, 2003

Okay just to get this off of my chest....

Shut the fuck up! Again, we didn't ask for your opinion. We don't want your opinion. Your opinion, in my mind, is meaningless, worthless, and childish. You need to fucking grow up and stop being a spoiled brat. Either put up or shut up and stop being such a whiny asshole. We know what the fuck we're doing.

We're right.

You're wrong.

Case closed.

Go to fucking Hell.
Quote of the Day

Per your wishes, go home. -- Survivor host Jeff Probst extinguising the torch of Osten Taylor who chose to quit the game at last night's tribal council. Probst, obviously angry with Taylor for his pussy, asswipe of an exit from the game, chose these words over his normal "The tribe has spoken."

Commentary on today's Quote of the Day

It's sad that they chose Osten to compete in the game for him to quit when there are thousands of people each season who apply (some repeatedly) for the chance to be on the show. Osten, you should really be ashamed of yourself.

Thursday, October 30, 2003

Something I need to learn before tomorrow night...

I have no questions; I just have statements. Rich, you're a very openly arrogant, pompous human being; but I admire your frankness with it. You have worked hard to get where you are at; and you started working hard way before you came to this island, and I admire that. So, with my working ethic background, I give that credit to you. But on the other hand, your inability to admit your failures, without going into a whiny speech, makes you a bit of a loser in life.

Kelly: the rafting persona queen; you did get stomped on, on national TV by a city boy that never swam, let alone been in the woods or jungle or rowed a boat in his life. You sucked on that game.

Anyways, I was your friend at the beginning of this, really thinking that you were a true friend. I was willing to sit there and put you next to me. At that time, you were sweeter than me--I'm not a very openly nice person; I'm just frank, forward, and telling it the way it is;--and to have you sit there next to me, and lose $90,000, just to stomp on somebody like this.
"But as the game went along, and the two tribes merged, you lied to me, and showed me the true person you were. You're very two-faced and manipulative to get where you're at anywhere in life, that's why you fail all the time.

So, at that point of the game, I just decided then to just go out with my alliance to my family, and just to hold my dignity and my values in check, and hoping I hadn't lost too many of them along the way. I'd tried to play the game as long as possible, and hang in there as long as possible.

But Kelly, just going back to what Jeff says, 'what goes around, comes around': it's here. You will not get my vote; My vote will go to Richard; and I hope that it's the one vote that makes you lose the money. But if it's not, so be it. I will shake your hand, and I'll go on from here.

But if I were ever to pass you in this life again, and you were laying there, dying of thirst, I would not give you a drink of water. I'd just let the vultures take you, and do whatever they want with you, with no ill regrets.

I plead with the jury tonight, to think a little bit about the island that we have been on. This island is pretty much full of only two things: snakes and rats. And in the end of Mother Nature, we have Richard the Snake, who knowingly went after prey; and Kelly, who turned into the Rat, that ran around like the rats do on this island, trying to run from the snake. And I feel we owe it to the island's spirit that we have learned, have come to know, to let it be in the end the way Mother Nature intended it to be: for the Snake to eat the Rat.
Okay I have the shirt and shorts for the Survivor outfit....now all I need is an immunity idol or necklace....I'm thinking of making something up out of the mardi gras beads that I have but something tells me that may take too much time....my boss has a really small Buddha-ish statue but it's not as large as what I would need for an immunity idol...I'll think of something...
I'm contemplating going as a cast member of Survivor for Halloween now. I have no creative spark at all....help me out, people...what is wrong with me this week?
Quote of the Day

A conscience cannot prevent sin. It only prevents you from enjoying it. -- Harry Hershfield

Wednesday, October 29, 2003

Quote of the Day

I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you. Delta Burke as Suzanne Sugarbaker on Designing Women. No, she didn't die.

Tuesday, October 28, 2003







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Quote of the Day

Come on down! You're the next contestant on The Price is Right. -- The Price is Right announcer Rod Roddy who passed away this morning.

Monday, October 27, 2003

Just got a reply back from the quasi-teammate...

The flirting has resumed....

(insert evil laugh here)
Hmm so I guess I should talk about this weekend....but let's have a retro moment as have another...

Monday Meltdown

God it's been so long since I've done one of these....prepare for a bumpy ride people...I'm not sure if I remember how to do this...

The team scored it's first try against a union team this weekend courtesy of Patrick. Actually, I was there when the play was formalized by our captain prior to the match and frankly, I hope they use it more often in the coming games because it was the same ram-and-smash over and over that got us into the try zone. Actually, we had a chance to get a second try but were unable to get a hand on the ball to tap it down and score. We were awarded a penalty try later in the game due, most likely, to the other team shooting their mouths off to the ref out of sheer frustration.

After the game there was the requisite drink up where...how do I want to phrase this...there's a member of the team (if you can really call him that I guess) who joined us early in the practice season and then dropped off (but not out) due to outside scheduling difficulties and commitments who made an appearance at our drink up and the subsequent post drink-up party. Well, I've always thought he was a cutie and was somewhat shocked that he remembered who I was (considering we had barely talked) and he even deigned to rub my back when requested (followed by a nice kiss to the top of the head which was after a few kisses...well pecks really...to the lips). I will admit to flirting with him at least once (and possibly more) when I was offered a shot of tequila. Now we all know how tequila makes me so I asked if I would get a kiss afterwards and he said maybe. Well, we all took our shots and I got my kiss followed by a "Good boy" which I really didn't know how to take since it's been so long since I've been called a "boy." Anyway, my only regret is not making a move on him that night which was complicated by the fact that a nice number of the team members was present at the time. I was trying to find the right moment to maneuver myself onto the couch next to him but it always seemed that there was someone in the way of obtaining that goal. Also when I left, he was talking with someone so it made it a bit more difficult for me to gauge any interest on his part (or shove my tongue down his throat) so I shot him an email yesterday and we'll see if he decides to respond. If it does...well....we'll see. He's a nice guy and it would kinda be nice to see if something happens there.

So now you're wondering about Kik'e and what is happening there. Well, it's still on and we're still talking and trying to make plans to see each other which is complicated by his work schedule and my rugby commitments. Last time I saw him was at a rugby match in Princeton and we've been trying to work out the time together since. He will be in town this weekend working and on top of it all, he will have his own hotel room to stay in. I've been told that should anything happen between us (as we've yet to take our budding relationship to the carnal level) this would be the best opportunity so far. We shall see. He may not have time to see me this weekend. But, like I said, we shall see. He's taking it slow and I think we're taking the long, serious route which is fine for me, but not having him closer and communicating primarily through email and phone calls is getting somewhat tiring and turning this into more of a long distance relationship than it should be.

My back and head are both hurting me and I feel like I am running a low grade fever right now. I'm a little sweaty and clammy and not feeling too swift. I have aches where I shouldn't have them as well. I hope to hell I am not getting majorly sick.

Isn't it great when you run into old friends when you least expect it? I was at the York Theatre for their second mufti show Lucky Stiff with one of the guys from the rugby team when I saw this woman in the front row turn around. I immediately recognized her as my good buddy Heather with whom I have carried on many an escapade in NYC. I think our most notorious has to be the Busby Berkley inspired umbrella dance down 59th Street which brought on the honks of more than a few passing cars. Now if they had only thrown us money. Heather and I hadn't seen each other in about two years although we've kept in touch through emails so hopefully this will all work out for the best -- especially since she wants to collaborate on a new play...a thriller no less.

So the Yankees lost. Frankly I don't care since I wanted either the Cubs or the Red Sox to pull through and finally get them to shut up for once.

LeeAnn from The Bachelor scares me.

Listening to twenty plus gay men sing along with "Mm-kay" from the South Park movie now means that they can't bitch when I get drunk and start dancing to songs from Broadway shows.

One day the movie Glitter will be looked upon as high camp art. And that frightens me more than LeeAnn from The Bachelor. Personally, I think Mariah Carey's character should have been called Glitter because at least ONE thing in the movie would have made sense.

Crash, when drunk, can get very mushy. I think he hugged me about thirteen times in the course of a two hour period. Apparently if someone started playing Celine Dion he would have started crying. Hell, the fact that Celine Dion has a career is enough to make anyone cry.

Kumquats.

Buy a freakin' calendar and support the team! It will make me really happy and love you more than I do right now.

Does anyone know where I can buy a fraternity shirt in NYC? I am thinking of going as a drunken frat boy for Halloween....

That's all for now. I love you. No really. I do.
How to definitively turn a straight man gay (claiming no ownership or rights to the article below)...

LONDON, Oct. 20 (UPI) -- A London company has gone to the government to complain about the size and age of a stripper they booked for a party, the London Sun said Monday.

The problem began when B and G Cleaning Systems decided to surprise service manager Steve Pantony with an office "strip-o-gram" for his 40th birthday. After searching the Internet, they settled on the Beechline agency and requested a "slim attractive girl" to appear and strip at a phony business meeting for $150. Instead, a 250-pound middle-aged woman named Toni appeared dressed as a policewoman. She ended her 20 minute show by baring her breasts and spanking Pantony.

"It's put me off women for life. I've been getting flashbacks ever since," Pantony said.

The group was so incensed they contacted lawyers, who believe they have a case of "misrepresentation" under the Supply of Goods and Services Act of 1982.
This one comes courtesy of a hottie on the Bull Moose Rugby team from Suffolk, Long Island, whom we played against this weekend (and scored our first try!).

Quote Obscene Knock-Knock Joke of the Day

Hottie: Knock! Knock!

Everyone: Who's there?

Hottie: Mistah Bush!

Everyone: Mistah Bush who?

Hottie: Mistah Bush...so I shot on her belly!

Friday, October 24, 2003

As Cartman would say, "This is so kewl."
You know it's a bad review of your movie when it starts off like this...

No disrespect intended, but you may never be happier to see a writer carted out of her home feet-first than you will with Sylvia.

Now as for the drama that was to be resolved last night...it never happened and may happen tonight. But it's gonna happen for sure.
Quote of the Day

The only thing Oriental about me is my face. -- Madame Chiang Kai-shek who passed away today at the age of 105 (or 106 depending on which news source you read).

Thursday, October 23, 2003

A discussion will be had tonight about last week. I haven't blogged about it yet but I will and it will be nice and juicy and interesting. Full of intrigue and suspense. Sadly there's no cliffhanger as it's just a one act soap opera but it's fun anyway.
Quote of the Day

It kind of just hits you a little bit, everything that's happened over your career. -- Roger Clemens after last night's Yankees-Marlins game.

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

There are those who seem to have an opposing opinion on how I view the Terry Schiavo situation. So let me put it all in very clear terms on how I feel.

Her husband and friends have said she stated she never wanted to live in this condition. On this count alone she falls within the Supreme Court ruling in 1990 that pertained to Nancy Cruzan. Nancy Cruzan told her friends and family repeatedly she never wanted to live in a vegetative state and her family fought so she could die with dignity and not live in a manner win which was against her wishes and desires. Terry Schiavo did this and her parents aren't willing to let her die with the dignity she wants.

There is a law on the Florida books right now that says that a person has the right to choose to refuse medical treatment even if the end result could be or will be death with additional provisions set up for the role of a guardian who can terminate treatment if no living will is in place -- this is that exact situation. Additionally, in 1990, the year this all began incidentally, the Florida Supreme Court ruled that feeding tubes can be removed from a person who is in a persistive vegetative state based upon the Florida constitution's guaranteed right to privacy.

The law passed this week violates the law currently on the books and a florida Supreme Court ruling.

This is part of what pisses me off.

I feel for her parents...I do. However, the courts have consistently ruled against them and they continue to fight when her husband wants to honors his wife's wishes. This isn't a Republican or a Bush thing (and that's for the person who seems to think I only care about tallying up my nonexistent fuck buddies, making such statements when I'll never be a parent -- which I assure you one day I will, being into myself, and being a liberal freak which makes me go...oh...okay...whatever...if you don't like what I have to say then why do you keep coming back to read). I will say that I find it interesting that one Republican lawmaker in Florida after voting for the bill wondered if he had done the right thing and if it was what Terry Schiavo would want. Her husband has repeatedly said what Terry would want -- not to live in a vegetative state.

This is about respecting the wishes of a person who is living a life they have said they don't want to be in. Yes, there are doctors who will come out on both sides of the situation but I believe it ultimately comes down to what she wants in this situation. I would have this same opinion if it was a Democratic legislature doing it as well. It's about the checks and balances in our Constitution that gets me the most. We have the legislature that passes the laws which the governor then can veto if he sees that it is not in the best interest of the state. If he does sign them, there is still a court system that can say, "Sorry, you're wrong. You can't do that." This legislation gave Governor Bush the right to override the court decision. This is against the checks and balances that has been set up by the Florida constitution (and before you say that I don't know anything about the Florida constitution, I lived there for twelve years so I know quite a bit).

If I was Terry Schiavo and I was in her situation, I wouldn't want to be kept in that state either even if it is against what my parents want or think is best for me. Having followed this case for years I am more convinced than ever that this is the wrong decision. Doctors can come down on both sides as to whether or not she can be rehabilitated but the real question comes down to whether or not she would want to be rehabilitated. That is the one question that has been answered over and over again. She does not want to live in this condition.

This has nothing to do with politics or parenting. It comes down to human decency and dignity.

ARGH!



FUCK!



SHIT!



SCREAM!



BASTARD!



GODDAMN

MOTHERFUCKING

COCKSUCKER!



Drama fit over.

You may now go back to your regular readings.
Okay who the heck at George Washington University is emailing a link to my blog around??? HMMM! Tell me! I'm seeing way too many gwu.edu's in my site stats as of late and it has me curious! :)
Quote of the Day

It was an impulsive one-second thing and in a second and a half I was in the water. -- Kirk Jones on his unassisted and unprotected plunge over Niagara Falls.

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

I'm gonna say it.

This was stupid and frankly unconstitutional. A governor overturning the courts? Yeah...let's just do away with the entire judicial branch of the government...
Actually...it's moments like this one where I get such mixed emotions.

1) I'm glad I'm gay so I don't have to worry about things like having to pick up tampons for the missus on the way home from work....but...

2) Awwww....now that's love...
A professor stood before his philosophy class with some items in front of him on the desk. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

Next, the professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous: "YES!". The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and proceeded to pour the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now", said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things -your family, your health, your children, your friends - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job or your car. The sand is everything else - the small stuff."

He continued: "If you put the sand into the jar first, there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, and give a dinner party. Take care of the golf balls first - the things that really matter. The rest is just sand."

But then one of the students raised her hand and enquired what the wine represented. The professor smiled and said: "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of glasses of wine!"
Just because I loved this episode and this speech which I have referred to as a Monologasm...

Quote Monologue of the Day

I agree with Miss Gamble. There is nothing in the language of the fourth amendment that requires warrants. Nor is there anything that says illegally obtained evidence should be excluded. These rulings have been carved out by the courts in response to our distrust of the police.

I also realise that the courts are more willing to adjust their thinking for the needs of the day. We search bags at airports now without warrants. Make people go through metal detectors. California requires finger prints just to get a drivers licence. The Department of Transportation has mandatory drug testing. We have all these invasive things we do to people, absent not only warrants, but absent any suspicions of wrongdoing! So, why can’t a police officer who’s been told there are weapons in the closet of a convicted felon, a man suspected of kidnapping, why can’t he open the closet?

I agree with the district attorney, the fourth amendment has been interpreted and expanded by the courts to the point where it belies both the language and the intent of the amendment. Which is reasonable?

But, I also know the Supreme Court rulings on search and seizure have set clear rules. And as much as I would love to be a renegade, our criminal justice system has no chance whatsoever once the judges themselves begin embracing judicial anarchy.

The search of the closet was illegal. The contents are inadmissible. With the contents suppressed, I find no probable cause to hold the defendant. He is free to go.


-- Linda Hunt as Judge Zoe Hiller on The Practice in the classic nun killer episode.

Monday, October 20, 2003

Quote of the Day

It's not big, it's not clever, it's a grown man in a plastic box. -- The Web Site www.wakedavid.co.uk that led a campaign to deprive David Blaine of sleep.

Friday, October 17, 2003

Just got this email and wanted to pass it along to everyone....personally this is kinda repugnant...

Hi Brian...

I've written you before about different things and wanted to turn you on to something going on in Charlotte. I recently started working for GayStreams.com (part of AEBN) and The Darren Austin Show. Darren Austin moved to Charlotte from Los Angeles but is originally from Charleston, SC. The Darren Austin Show is currently a radio show streamed via the internet and airs at 5pm est on Mondays. I thought you might be interested in listening to his show Monday evening because he is having the people from God Hates Fags (they are also behind http://www.godhatesamerica.com/) on. I'm not sure if you are aware of this but they are trying to put up a monument in Casper, WY marking the death of Matthew Shepard (http://www.godhatesfags.com/main/shepard_monument.html) . The reason Darren is having them on the show is because people need to know this organization exists and that they are VERY actively crusading against gays, America and just about anything else. In fact, they have 60 people that are travelling around the country full time crusading and picketing. They even picket funerals!!! I know that a LOT of people read your blog and the word needs to get out so I was hoping you could post about this on your blog! I'm not sure what the status is of the Matthew Shepard monument but last we heard it looks like the City of Casper, WY is going to allow it be put up. I know you work and may not be able to listen to the show live but it will be archived on the site.


I really hope the city of Casper doesn't put it up because...ugh...that's just wrong on so many levels..
I think this is apropos.

Quite apropos.
Quote of the Day

Like Derek told me, ‘The ghosts will show up eventually. -- Aaron Boone after hitting his game winning home run in the bottom of the 11th inning to send the New York Yankees to the World Series against the Florida Marlins.

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Verizon is evil. Verizon is the devil. I hate Verizon. No one use them. They are evil.
You what I really hate.....

I really hate it when people start questioning a decision that was made only because they don't understand the entire thought process that went behind it and weren't there for the discussions that went on in regards to the decision and saying that it's a "publicity" or a "PR" thing and declare their own actions which have brought PR ire in the past to be off limits because that's a "private" issue.

Shut up.

We know what we're doing.

If wanted your opinion we would ask for it.

We don't want your opinion.

Shut up.
Quote of the Day

Oh for the love of all that's holy...shut the fuck up! -- Yours truly yet again

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

Blech....I want to go back to bed....
After last night's horrific moment at the Cubs-Marlins game....

Quotes of the Day

He possibly cost us the pennant, and I want to know if it was worth a $20 ball? What a loser. -- Sean Henning, Cubs fan

Kill him! You cost us the World Series! -- Cubs fans in the stands.

He was scared to death more than anything. He just wanted to get out of here. -- Cubs security chief Mike Hill.

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

The best rugby commercials ever. Why they were banned in Britain...who knows....

Okay a quick brain download here....

1) Who here has The Sims and more importantly, their Superstar edition. For some odd reason the game crashes to the desktop on me at just really odd moments (never the same thing as far as I can tell) and I have no idea how to fix it. I've tried everything (including the file cop).

2) Don Zimmer got what he deserved (and mind you this is coming from a Yankees fan). I don't care how old you are or what your history is in the world of baseball, but when you charge at a player, you are taking on the risk of beign thrown to the ground. Don Zimmer should be (and thankfully is) ashamed of his actions.

3) Columbus Day -- I slept and tried to fix my Sims. Ugh.

4) My new digital camera should arrive today. I call it my starter camera since it's pretty much just the general basics of digital camera-hood. But at least I can now take dirty pics of my fellow players and their opposition at matches.

5) Speaking of my fellow players, thanks to LetMeGetThisStraight.com for their publicity of our team calendar and my thanks to everyone who has perused and bought.

6) Kik'e and I are going to try to get together tomorrow night for dinner. He came to the match this past weekend and I have a cute pic of him and me together (which I am not posting, thank you very much).

7) As for Chad, the 23 year old, we're still talking on the phone and have yet to get our schedules (and my moods) in line to where we can meet up.

8) Sleep is a luxury.

9) Kumquats.

10) ...
Quote of the Day

There is no "I" in "TEAM".....but there is "ME." -- Sparra

Monday, October 13, 2003

Quote of the Day

Ah....so this is what they mean by "the buttcrack of dawn." -- Yours truly about five minutes ago

Friday, October 10, 2003

I didn't sleep much last night that's why I'm grumpy and haven't blogged much today. Interesting to note that Rush Limbaugh is admitting to his drug use problem. Nice to know he's getting help.

Ugh...

Blah...

Blech...

Oh great now they are working out vacation time for the holidays and wondering how they can work around having me out the week of Xmas and psycho freak co-worker that I want to strangle and still get the work done...not my problem...I'll be in Florida...

nightie night...
Quote Conversation of the Day

John Spartan: Hold it! The Schwarzeneggar Library?"

Lenina Huxley: Yes, the Schwarzeneggar Presidential Library. Wasn't he an actor?

JS: Stop! He was president?

LH: Yes. Even though he was not born in this country, his popularity at the time caused the 61st Amendment.


--Sylvester Stallon as John Spartan and Sandra Bullock as Lt. Lenina Huxley in the movie Demolition Man.

Thursday, October 09, 2003

Message: There is a new virus. It's code name is "work."

This virus wipes out your private life completely. If you should come into contact with this "work" virus, leave immediately, take two friends and go to the nearest bar. Order three beers, or a vodka, or several shots, and, after repeating this 10 to 14 times, you will find that "work" has been completely deleted from your brain.

Forward this warning immediately to at least five friends. Should you realize that you do not have five friends, this means that you are already infected by this virus and "work" already controls your whole life. This virus is deadly, and I apologize for not being able to warn you sooner.
Quote of the Day

I wasn't talking to you, Jenny. If I was talking to you, I would have said "Jenny." -- Super skank Lee-Ann on last night's bachelor proving what an immature piece of shit she can be.

Wednesday, October 08, 2003

The world's most unfortunate name.

I feel for her. I really do.

And in other news, I committed the ultimate faux pas yesterday as I learned quite belatedly that my belt did not match my shoes. Thankfully the sweater I was wearing covered it up.
Quote of the Day

The first choice that we must make is the one that will determine our success. Shall we rebuild our state together or shall we fight amongst ourselves, create even deeper divisions and fail the people of California? Well, let me tell you something - the answer is clear. For the people to win, politics as usual must lose. -- Governor (gasp!) Arnold Schwarzeneggar

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

Who wants to take home 12 ruggers? Well apparently some of you do as you have been glancing through the hot hunky men in our team calendars...

Since some of you have emailed and asked about the team here's a quick FAQ about The Gotham Knights Rugby Football Club.

Q. Are you all gay?
A. As of right now, yes. We have had homosexually challenged (aka straight) men come out and practice with our team before and we are not exclusively gay/bi/straight/trans/whatever. If you want to come out and play, you're more than welcome to join the team.

Q. You're gay and you play rugby?
A. Yes. I'm not afraid to break a nail.

Q. So where do you play? And do you only play gay teams?
A. Our home games are on Randall's Island (also where we practice) and no, we don't play only gay teams. In fact, all of the teams we will be playing during our fall season are predominately straight teams (although we do know of smattering of gay players).

Q. What do your other teams have to say about your team?
A. They haven't said anything to our faces about being a predominately gay team. In fact, most of them are rather cool and we've had some great drink-ups (the post match parties) with some of them. The main thing we've heard over and over is if you're willing to step out on the pitch, it doesn't matter to them who you sleep with when the day is done.

Q. So...have you ever done it with a teammate?
A. Nope.

Q. Would you ever?
A. Depends on the teammate and how drunk I am, I guess.

Q. Are the bus rides as wild as some have alluded to?
A. No comment.

Q. Do you need a massage?
A. When do I not?
I'm pooped. I'm tired. I have so much work to do....

Argh.
Quote of the Day

Rugby people do know how to party, they're fairly skilled at it,'' he said. ''I think beware, lock up your daughters. -- Australian Rugby Union chief executive John O'Neill in regards to the impending Rugby World Cup...my only question...why not their sons too?

Monday, October 06, 2003

The rugby calendars are now for sale!

Click here to be whisked away for a shopping experience like none other.....
So I did some calendars up for my rugby team in our online store and I'm giving everyone a chance to take a quick look at them before I make an announcement that they are ready to be purchased to our mailing list and in our newsletter (and on this blog too). Basically it gives everyone a chance to scream and yell at me for putting a great shot of them in the calendar that makes them look fabulous but they think is horrible. My rationale was that I wouldn't put a bad picture of myself in the calendar so why would I put a bad picture of them in the calendar.

However, the funniest, most unintentional part of the calendar is in the collage picture that took me forever to do. One player happens to think another player is the hottest thing since sliced bread and well I personally don't see it. In the collage the two people in question are in separate pictures but they way I have them positioned (and I swear it was unintentional) has the one guy looking up the shorts of the guy he finds so desirable...for me at least...highly amusing!
Don't you just hate it when there's a really hot guy on your train and you're totally checking him out (we're talking definitely your type in every single way...basically your physical ideal) and then they do something really hideous like pick their nose right in front you.

Welcome to my Monday morning folks!
Quote of the Day

Don't make me button the jacket. Don't make Big Papa Pimp button his jacket! -- Yours truly invoking his alter ego Big Papa Pimp on the bus ride home from the match in Princeton.

Friday, October 03, 2003

Quote of the Day

Do I look like I care? Does this look like the face of someone who really gives a rat's ass right now? I didn't think so. -- Yours truly. You don't want to know.

Thursday, October 02, 2003

Now, I don't want everyone to get their knickers in a twist when I say what I am about to say because there is nothing wrong with me (except for those of you that still wonder about my sanity or lack thereof). However do take note of this for future reference should the need (knock on wood that it doesn't) ever arise...

If for any reason I have a hugely incurable disease, cancer, etc., I want to go out like Don McKellar's Matt did in The Event. I would want to go out with my friends surrounding me, revelling in my life, and not mourning my passing. I want a party. I want a huge bash. I want to dance with all of my friends at least once and let them know how much they meant to me. I want to laugh and sing and cry and not be afraid of letting a disease control my final days. I want to determine my "departure date."

My only question is whether or not my family would attend. I would like to believe so...but with my family you can never tell.

As you can tell, I saw The Event last night and went to the subsequent party afterwards at View Bar. I cannot recommend this movie enough (even though I think Parker Posey got a little too Johnny One-Note with her performance) even if you just watch Olympia Dukakis totally shine in this performance. She is so balanced and so poised that she really brought the level of the film up a huge notch. Having been a performer, I have had that experience of working with a highly skilled actor whose performance, in an essence, elevates your own because you have to perform on the same level as them or risk having an off-balance production.

This is a story of things I am sure go on continuously not only in NYC but around the world and is handle with such a deft touch that you know the story is personal to the authors. This is not It's My Party. It comes nowhere close to that story. This is an uplifting celebration of life in the face of adversity. This is the story of courage and bravery. It's a story of friendship. It's a story of family. It's a story of love.

Please go see this movie. It's getting a very limited release right now and it's not a story just for the gay community or directed towards the straight community. It's a story for all of us -- gay, straight, male, female, positive, negative, in drag, out of drag....Go see it. You will find your own story somewhere within the movie and you will be moved.
Quote of the Day

Don't let this all be in vain. -- Olympia Dukakis in The Event

Wednesday, October 01, 2003

I just talked to my mom about that memory of mouse trap shopping. She doesn't remember it. I remember it. Just for the look on her face!
So it's apparently Flashback Week here on the blog because if Alex's post can get me thinking about chewing pens then Crash's post can bring back a lovely moment for me as well...

When I was younger and before I moved to Florida, I lived in the town of Clemmons, North Carolina, right outside of Winston-Salem. My parents were both participants in my bowling league at my father's company and my sister and I would tag along because they really didn't want to leave us at home unattended all night and, well...we were a bit too old to have babysitters by that point.

The last year we lived in North Carolina was 1986. By this time, my father is now living in Florida working at his new job while my mother, sister, and myself were still in North Carolina trying to sell the house so we could move. My mother was still on the bowling league and she would take my sister and myself to the bowling alley where we would do homework and play cards. One night my mother needed to stop off at Zayre's (think of a Wal-Mart before it "Wal-Mart"...basically a low rent version of K-Mart if I want to be realistic) to get a mousetrap because at that hour of the night, it was the only place open.

An eighty-cent mousetrap.

So how the hell did she walk out of there with over $130 in clothes and other assorted stuff. She had a full shopping cart and would have gotten out of the store without people know her real reason for going in there if I hadn't opened up my big mouth and said, "And all you came in here for was a mousetrap."

Mom wasn't amused.

The cashiers were. Mom wasn't.

Me and my big mouth.
Quote of the Day

Sarcasm is irritating and unsettling and should be used frequently. -- Phil Simborg