Thursday, April 17, 2003

Bite my ass. Being childfree means you get a life full of freedom and extra cash. You don't have to be a dick about it too.
The Story About the Baby, Volume 30.
Essential Albums PT 4
1) "All About Me" - Me
2) "I'm Cool" - Myself
3) "We are Better Than You" - Me and My Friends
4) "My Talent Has No Bounds" - Self
5) "Dam, You're Too Good" - Everyone Else
6) "Ahead of My Time" - I and I
7) "We Rock the Harderest" - Us Rock
8) "My Music is Better than Your Music" - Me, Me and Me
9) "You Just Don't Get it Do You?" - Smarter Than You
10) "Greatest Polka Hits" - Weird Al Yankovic


"I used protection. Unfortunately the condoms I have left are these horrible fruit-flavored party-colored things so it stank like hot blueberry fuck in here."

Tuesday, April 15, 2003

i. If someone has different personal tastes from me, I must convince them to like the things I like.

ii. If someone else makes different choices regarding how they spend their time, those choices (and, indirectly, the person) are inferior.

Thursday, April 10, 2003

So due to an unintended redirection my wife-to-be found my blog. She always asked to read it, but I refused just to be a little brat.

So now she reads my blog.

But I refuse to curtail any information that I might have written before.

Like that time she was really drunk and I asked her and she said "I never done that before, but maybe just this once" and I ran from the bedroom to the garage to get the...

...maybe I will hold back just a little.

I LOVE YA BABE!

Tuesday, April 08, 2003

"The willingness to risk excess on behalf of one’s obsessions is what distinguishes artists from entertainers and what makes some artists adventurous on behalf of us all."

John Updike - October, 1962
“Weird, but in a good way.”

I think it was my friend Jill who first coined this phrase to describe me. It was the first year in which we met while going to school in Saskatoon. That was over ten years ago. I’ve since tried to live up to that. No wait! I just typed that sentence and realized it is a total lie. I’ve never tried to live up to that, I’ve just continued to be me. Do I live up to it? That’s for someone else to decide. It’s simply another person’s observation of me. But I think I know what it describes, deducting from what I’ve been told by friends who say it.

I like things. I like ideas. But moreover, I like new. And I like different. So if it’s a new and different thing or idea, I like it. And different sometime equates to weird. Sometimes these things are something I might wear. Sometimes these ideas are the way I might think. Things I own, things I do, things I say, might be weird to someone else. OK, I can understand that.

Onto the second half of the sentence, why is it in a good way? Again, it’s subjective (do I use a lot of apostrophes or what? that’s just weird :-). But from what I am told, it’s because it can be appreciated or at least understood. People look at the “weird” and can easily understand why I like it, or even like it themselves. They say “That’s so you.” I guess they can see where I’m coming from, what I’m thinking. And I’ve created a sort of communication with them. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I’m the king of cool, this isn’t me blowing my own horn. A lot of people just call me “freak” and shake their heads (my black kilt being a perfect example).

But most people get it. I show them some weird new thing I’ve made, bought or discovered and they say, “I can see why you like that.” Some even like the same things I do, which is fun. Or even better is when they give me a gift that reminded them of me and my “weird”. That is of the highest honor that a friend could bestow upon me. The most memorable being when my Mother gave me a Gumby and said “I bought this for you cause it’s bent and twisted like you.” I guess the leaf doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Smile.

Friday, April 04, 2003

So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.

Thursday, April 03, 2003

Cirque du Soleil

Sometimes good things happen. I've seen Mystere and "O" already. But I presently have tickets to see "O" in Vegas again after being married in June and I just bought tickets to see "Alegria" in Vancouver in July.

Run on sentence? Yes I am rambling happily!



"It was a total disaster from the start. Being in love with someone in that extreme way - being physically obsessed by someone - is like having some dreadful disease. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy."

-Francis Bacon

Wednesday, April 02, 2003

Blind Date Pronounces Every Syllable Of Word 'Comfortable'

INDIANAPOLIS—In what Melissa Mathis, 30, termed "a deal-breaker," blind date Jeff Rochlin, 33, pronounced every syllable of the word "comfortable" Tuesday. "We sat down at the table, and he said, 'This booth's really com-fort-a-ble,'" Mathis recalled. "Then, a little while later, he said something about the 'grilled veg-e-ta-bles.' I'm sorry, but there's no way I could date a guy like that."

Tuesday, April 01, 2003

We sold the two bedroom. We are still rebuilding the leaky one bedroom and have to cram all our stuff into it.

And I think I'm gay.

Weird huh?

No, really I am gay. Honest. Ask my boyfriend. He wants to go to SanFran for a 3 day love fest.

Tuesday, March 25, 2003

"But still, it is much better than living in some box shaped apartment with psychoes for neighbors, or sharing garbage bins with several other tennents. Nope, apartment living sucks!"
All things Ken

These words he speaks are true.

Fuck. Still packing. Still moving. Still being sued.

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

Monday, March 17, 2003

"I like the sound of scissors cutting. I like the sound of water and I like the sound of trees in the wind."

- Cat Power

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

According to noted psychotherapist Dr. Howard Blum, Riesman suffers from a condition known as Chronic Unfulfilled Desire Syndrome, which affects a person's ability to let go of childhood fixations and embrace maturity.

"Some people are never able to overcome CUDS—it can't be medicated," Blum said. "The only thing an afflicted individual can do is try to curb those youthful desires while still in their twenties and pray they aren't still pursuing them at 45. There's nothing sadder than a middle-aged Pez-dispenser collector."

Friday, March 07, 2003

I've decided that with some of the crazy things that have been happening in my life that I need to do something drastic. My life has become of late very busy. I've never really lived a busy life, I'm lazy by nature, just ask my Dad. But with my job becoming a career that deserves and requires extra effort and my home life suddenly turned upside down, I need to find extra time and energy. Everyone else always complains about how busy they are and I never fully understood. I've never been too busy to sit down and drink beer and watch tv. But now I understand them and I'm just as busy as they are. But I still want to sit down and drink beer and watch television. So I need extra energy and effort to get all this crap done and still have that time to relax. Or at least try and relax. So I'm going to do something drastic. I'm going to take drugs. Yes, I am going to take drugs so that I can keep up with this hectic new lifestyle. In fact, I think I better indulge right now, as it's friday afternoon and I'm slowing down. And the weekend is going to be even more physical effort. So I'm going to do something I haven't done since I was a crazy hopped up kid in my twenties. I'm gonna do drugs. I need to. I have to. There is no other option. It's the only way I can help myself, by medicating myself. I don't want to do it, I've been clean for so many years now. I only hope it doesn't become such an addiction again. But I must. I'm going to go do it right now, before I change my mind. I'm going to have a coffee.

I hate that it came to this.

Wednesday, March 05, 2003

"Gay men will have tons of sex with tons of people, and straight men would if they could but they can't because women won't."

-Dan Savage

", I, in unyielding nonchalance, articulated,"

Partial Quote from: Do It For the Experience


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