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Iraq: CIA's aborted psyops stunt to discredit Saddam? "Pedo-Hussein" sex tapes - Boing Boing

2010-05-26T12:18:00.000-07:00

Iraq: CIA's aborted psyops stunt to discredit Saddam? "Pedo-Hussein" sex tapes - Boing Boing

If they are willing to admit that a psy-op was done with O.B.L , why wouldn't they make a tape linking him to 6+3 / 10+ 1.

Dream Entry Night of the 28-29th of Decemeber, 2009

2009-12-29T15:20:00.000-08:00

Quite an extrodinary night of dreaming. I suspect that it is because my back did not bother me all night because I did some streching before I went to sleep.
I was in whithall with some friends, could be Clinton and Kirk. We hail a cab, but since it is in whitehall it is very hard to catch one. It is winter out. The cab keeps having issues (flat tire)? Anyways Dan Lee is now the driver and we are driving upside down through the air in either China proper or Chinatown. I see that in the past he had dropped off a Chinesse woman at a udon noodle factory. She has gone missing. (Fallen into the noodle equipment and died?) the floor is knee deep in the 4x4 foot room. it is an open ceiling and the walls are 10 feet tall and covered in conduit, wire and plastic. I find a hidden vent in the upper part of the room that leads to a garage. Through the garage there are 2 doors back to back with another high ceiling that is open. I shimmy my way to the top and over the wall and I am out. Back into the streets of china town.

I find myself in a stroy book cut out world from the victorian era. I am a child, everyone around me is a child and we are laughing and flying and there are flying books. There seems to be some notion of Marcel Proust. I later recieve a collection of his writings.

I am in San Francisco. I am chasing the J train, but it takes off before I can reach it. There happens to be a J cab. That is painted like the J train, but is only a cab that runs the J route. I get in there is the driver and the passenger. I am looking at the other passenger and I realize that it is Ulf

I am in a wonderfully built city. Grand architecture like I think all University's and Cities should have a mix of greek and roman. No pillars. The streets are not paved, but are sand and dirt. We have a tour guide and they are explaining what will go into these buildings. There will be no cars only public transit. the buildings are close together and form a sort of canyon. We come to the end and turn the corner and we are in teh middle of small town MT. There is a summer festival/bbq. It has some sort of native american vibe. It is in a city square with different vendors. A typical dream scape for me. MT with people just milling around a grass square.

Maybe I was working on a Shakira video shoot. There was an after party Anton Laines was there. Very LA. Something to do with Rum. Sex was involved. Details have been lost. Seemed the most intersting.

2009-08-29T15:22:00.001-07:00

rock star sighting. At office max in emeryville. Skinny bass player from green day. Looks like a big goof

Dream entry Tuesday 25th of August, 2009

2009-08-25T12:42:00.000-07:00

After reading Masks of the Illuminati. I have decided to keep my dream journal up to date. What I can remember was that I was in Vegas or some Casino. There was 3 rows of video games and pinball games. IF you wone they stamped your hand and you could cash in if you beat certain scores. I won a number of times on pinball. Looking also at onther Video games classics or at least my dream minds reworking of the classics. Applied to be in a group or league of gamers, but hey said I had applied to late and should apply next year before the tournament starts. The Pinball bames where larger than normal ones. This images sort of stirred my memory of the dream while reading my RSS feeds

My need for games. A possible careers change. Gambling. The emotion of completing a games and the satisfaction that comes with that similar to finishing a book.

Papa Legba Monday August 24, 2009

2009-08-25T12:41:00.000-07:00

2009-08-24T13:17:00.001-07:00

Too much flesh. Clouds mens minds.beati fic black woman licks the side her latte to get the cream.

Papa Legba

2009-08-10T23:36:00.000-07:00

8/10/09

Salvia Trip Experience #1

2009-08-10T17:46:00.000-07:00

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Dose: 1/8 gram or less

Last week I purchased a live Salvia plant at my local herbalist store, Scarlet Sage Herb Co. I had gone in to get a spray bottle and I noticed when I walked in that near the door they had about 8 salvia plants. I asked if there was anything that they could tell me about growing my plant. They told me that it was tough to take care of. Not to be easily swayed I bought the plant anyways.

As I walked home with my new plant closely held to my chest to keep the wind from harming it. Many people commented on it as I walked by. "Nice Plant" one woman said as I passed her on Valencia street. All I could do was smile. I had been looking for a live plant for over 2 years if not longer and today I found one 4 blocks from my apartment.

The next day I purchased a new pot for her and a sticky yellow card to collect any flys, mites, and spiders that it would attract. I sprayed some insecticide on the plant to clear whatever it had brought with it from the nursery. It has been almost a week since I bought the plant and she seems to be adapting to her new home quite well.

Being curious about the effects of my new plant I decided to purchase some extract. I was up up at Haight street I could not help help myself. I walked into distractions and went down to there glass section and found that they had a reasonable price 5x salvia extract. I purchased this along with some rolling papers and a blimpy. I got home that night and could not wait to try it. I was very hesitant and almost did not take it, but since it was right there and I had a "sitter" I decide that tonight would be the night. I changed into my pajamas, I light some incense and candles. I put on some meditation music on my headphones. I loaded the small bubbler pipe with about 1/8 of a gram of the leaves. Sparked the butane lighter to get a hotter flame and started to inhale. I noticed that some smoke was coming out my nose, so I inhaled even deeper. I held my breath as long as I could and then sat my head back onto a pillow. I instantly started to fall into my bed and to my surprise it was working. My dimly light room started to do a Mobius transformation, everything was tessellated with diamonds and my room was an electronic jungle canopy. I had seen this before in Alex Grey's artwork so it was not a surprise to me. I felt the heat of the jungle floor, a weight to the air. A warm embrace. Since time seemed to stand still I thought I would ask my "sitter" how long it had been since I inhaled. The question was tough to form and in the darkened room I didn't see a face, but a stone on the floor of the jungle talking to me.Two minutes had passed. I decided to close my eyes and let if wash off of me. And as quick as it started it had all gone back to my normal conscience. I was a little sweaty and a little foggy for about 15 minutes, but after about 30 minutes I was right back on top. Just as advertised. I expected to have that lingering high, like smoking pot. But there was none.

That night my dreams were as vivid as ever, unlike when I smoke pot I don't remember my dreams.

Semi-Celebrity Sighting

2009-07-15T12:43:00.000-07:00

Saw this tool, Puck from "Real World San Francisco" on 16th street between Mission and Valencia. He was just hanging out in front of the coffee shop with some other tattooed street scum. It was a hot day and he had his shirt off. It seems that he has spent the good part of his time in that tattoo shops. Much more than is in this undated photo. Looking a little rough for wear. I always second guess when I see D listed stars, but he had a tattoo of "PUCK" on his throat. Would of grabbed a photo with my camera, but was really not worth it.

2009-04-16T16:00:00.001-07:00

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Dream 3/8/9

2009-03-08T14:09:00.000-07:00

Details of this dream are slim. I know that I did go lucid. It was the strangeness of the parking lot that I was in that cued me that I was dreaming. It then seemed to get much brighter in detail. There is always this anxiety that I will fall out of lucidity. That if I focus too much I will wake up. The girl(s) of my dreams where there of course. It seems that when ever I go lucid, the dream or I turn it into a sexual thing. I have had an orgasm in a dream, but when I awoke there was no emissions.

Dream 2/5/9

2009-02-05T10:04:00.000-08:00

In some sort of well lit parking lot if at night. I am putting together a cardboard alter. 8 or so of them maybe seven. they are grey. With some friends. NExt day in an apartment with said alters sort of planning a show. Sort of a college collabrative feel. Now there are women with us. I decide to attempt / reherse part of the show. I lay upon an alter and meditate deep breathing and what not and then one of the girls is able to pick me up and toss me around as if I was as light as a rag doll.

Go into my bedroom. Think I see a mouse. I turns out to be a Chahuahua. He is a friends, but he is bitting me.

Jump to the night of the show/ritual. It is in a masonic temple. Most people are dressed in a greek orthodox black wool or so. There is a hardwood floor in the middle. Ther priest is dressed almost as an ancient high jewish priest. His vestiments are white wool, golden chest plate. He wears a red fez, but it is covered by a very large turbin. He is on stage preparing. People are slowly entering. Uncle Teddy and I am going to guess Rex sit next to me. Teddy has long hair and we are talking about it. He is wearing a shawl like FDR and leather gloves. The show begins. My grey alters are on stage there are people under them making them spin. There are a ton of children dancers. Dressed in all sorts of costume. Fawn, male ballerina, sort of a aura cloud group. Then these girls come out and are wearing see thru lace tops. They are very buxom for the age of 14. They are not shy. One is at least double D. The light show that had been going stops and this is more of a flashlight show. Sort of the dance of the 7 veils / first communion. I am wondering in the dream who did the costumes. I get credit for stage construction, but I feel that I had done more and was almost the director.
These types of dreams fasinate me. Its the whole regalness and ritual that I am interested in. Uncle Teddy is there being the grand potentate that he is. Is it masonic? re the rules of a ritual handed down thru dreams and people then are inspired to recreate them? Bringing forth from the collective unconsious the dreamer then brings these symbols back to the collective consiousness to show and share. These are the type of dreams I wish I could go lucid in and strech out the whole memory of the show. Is this what Shakespere did.

Ritual Dream

2008-04-28T17:46:00.000-07:00

After being hard worked for about a month now and not having the pleasure to sleep in and dream. Last night I was given quite a journey inside my mind. The part that has stuck with me is the part of the dream where I am invited to an alter there are four other men there. The alter has a white cloth on it with 2 large candles and perhaps some other materials. There man heading this is wearing vestments. I am given a mylar 'pope' hat the other man across from me is also given a different type of hat. I know we are there to contact the spiritual / universe next door. I then closes my eyes and start to recite the lords prayer. They are chanting or praying in a different tongue. I am going through the lords prayer, when I hear in my head a voice from beyond. It is a very bassy, but has a message for me behind it. I would say that it was in my right ear. I am shocked that I am hearing this voice that is seperate from me. I had forgotten, the message by the time I awoke. I didn't write this entry till the late afternoon.

Insight ?

2007-02-27T18:42:00.000-08:00

Just stating some facts you tell me what it means.

Fact: The pH level of a healthy vagina is 3.8 to 4.5

Fact: The pH level of a cherry is 4.01-4.54
The pH level of a peach is 3.3-4.0
The pH level of a Blackberry 3.8-4.5

Local Celebrity Sighting

2007-02-24T10:52:00.000-08:00

There are very few celebrities in San Francisco, so I am going to count this one as one. Grant from Mythbusters, entering the "Elbow Room" down in the mission. Looking pretty much as he does on TV. Who was the fuck that took this picture. I am sure glad that they put a Chinese lantern behind him to let me know that he was Asian, because if they didn't I would of thought that he was a brother from the ghetto.

Reason #1209 not to sign up with the armed forces

2007-02-14T20:30:00.000-08:00

I think that there should be a group of people that stand outside recruitment centers and just show pictures like this one. I wonder what this couple is doing for Valentines day?

Pelvic Tension Release Massage

2007-02-12T22:03:00.000-08:00

There was some sort of prankster at work here at the American Massage Therapy Association. So what do you see when you look at the logo? Some might see a torch being held by two hands, others might see a phallus getting a hand job until the flames of orgasm are released into the world.

A Black Cock in the Flesh

2007-02-12T21:20:00.000-08:00

The reason that a certain percentage of the population is disillusioned is because of media hype. I am not totally blaming the media for this disillusionment. As primates we are fooled with ease and enjoy it. Stage magic, religion, and politics are all entertainment to fool us.
I went to Mount Rushmore when I was 14 years old. I had seen it in "North by Northwest" and school books. But it truly was a great let down. It was tiny. Then I went to New York and saw the statue of liberty same thing. I expected the colossus of Rhodes. Well today marks another day where an established image in my cognitive brain was shattered by the blunt edge of reality. I was walking to the library and there was this black homeless guy leaning his body against a public trash can on the sidewalk. His face had the oddest expression on it. It almost looked like he was in pain and pleasure at the same time. Then when I was about 5 feet away I saw what he was doing. He was pissing in the trash can. I am not tall enough to perform the feat that he was attempting, but his hips hit the garbage can right where there is the opening to throw in the trash, but below the top part where a cigarette tray / recycle bin would be. I was like what the fuck. It wasn't like I was the only person in the street it was packed. Then it occurred to me after I was over the shock of this public display of urine, that it was the first black cock I had seen in the flesh. Not that I look at a lot of black cock in print or on T.V, but I am certain I have seen a naked black man somewhere in my 27 years of exposure to the media. And once again it did not live up to the hype, this man was hung like the whitest of the white swedes of Sweden. I felt endowed and empowered. I no longer fear the black cock. It is just as made up by the media as anything else.

Biblio Gold On The Streets of San Francisco

2007-02-04T13:45:00.000-08:00

People are so rich here they just toss rare, first edition, out of print books that are gilded in gold. I was walking to a bus stop at 11:00p.m in the lower Haight-Hayes Valley part of town next to the Zen Center and there were these 3 books and a small pile of clothes on the sidewalk. It had looked as if maybe someone was walking to the Zen Center and instantly transcended this physical realm. After I got home I looked the books over a little more I saw that it was a first edition and that it was signed. Which prompted me to go hey how much is this worth. I logged onto Alibris.com, a fine purveyor of books

Edition: First Edition; First Printing Binding: Full-Leather Publisher: Franklin Library, Franklin Center, PA, U.S.A. Date Published: 1987 Description: As New; Signed by Author. 8vo A special Limited First Edition preceding the trade edition, this copy SIGNED by AUTHOR John Gregory Dunne. This book has never been read and is in As New condition, never taken out of its original shrink-wrap; In this ambitious political novel, Dunne's t


		price: $169.95
		Ships within 2 to 3 days

Are you fucking kidding me a book worth $165 dollars just kicking it on the street. I love San Francisco. Note: the Six Yogas of Naropa and some sort of cult pamphlet not worth a dime.

Those Brits are fucked

2007-01-31T12:17:00.000-08:00

I am ok with the use of the letter U in the word color, but when those island dwelling brits come out with a product so crazy that they have to spell it all fucked up like Gelli Baff instead of the traditional Jelly Bath. What is Gelli Baff, well it a chemical that you add to your kid bath that turns the water into red,green,yellow,or blue slime. Yep you too can attempt to kill your own kid with slime. You know that it causes skin cancer. Go to there website for the video of it. Its looks like a commercial off of Saturday night Live

The Robots are controlling my dreams.

2007-01-29T12:54:00.000-08:00

I leave my alarm on my cellphone set for 6:00am so that I am used to getting up at that time even though I am not working on a job right now. Well this morning I found my self arguing with my cellphone alarm. In my dream world I was receiving information from a Robot through telepathy and that my cellphone alarm was the Robot trying to pass along information over the phone. I was confused at why the robot had chosen the cellphone alarm, because I didn't know how to decode the alarm sound. I didn't know what it wanted when it said "Snooze or Dismiss" I awoke sitting up in bed arguing on my cellphone to the sound of the alarm. Telling the robot not to communicate this way because I didn't understand what it was saying. Now who is this robot and why is it talking to me while I am asleep?

Easy Rider Iraq Style

2007-01-29T12:24:00.000-08:00

I love cults. I believe that my love for them stems from growing up in the 80s. There was some sort of pandemic of Satanic Cults that took the nation by storm. The cold war was ending and Americans had to find their new enemy, it was the alternative school kid that was from a broken home, who was allowed to listen to AC/DC and was rumored to have spray painted 666 on the science teachers garage door.
So I don't know who is running the media over in Iraq, but it looks like the same people who were working for Regan trying to manufacture consent. The headline from the New York Times reads. "Shiite CULT Aimed to Kill Clerics in Iraq" My question to Damien Cave and John O’Neil the reporters of this article is What makes these guys a Cult? From how I see it they are no more a cult than the evangelical christian are a cult. Lets compare the two.

Name: _______Evangelical Christians ________Soldiers From Heaven
Own Guns:_________ Yes ____________________Yes
Names refer to Heaven _Yes____________________ Yes
Believe that their Prophet
is going to return from the
dead. _____________Yes_____________________ Yes
Have backing
from the USA _______ Yes_____________________ NO

Iraq’s national security minister, Sherwan al-Waeli, told reporters that the group’s followers were told that the killing of the clerics would be a sign that the Imam Mahdi was returning.
“No sane person could believe it,” Mr. Waeli said.

Now lets remix that statement to Americanize it.

Americas minister, Sherman Malier, told reporters that the group’s followers were told that the killing of the Anti-Christ and Global warming would be a sign that the Jesus was returning.

“No sane person could believe it,” Mr. Malier said.

There is the whole middle of the United States that believe that.

$The Price is Right $

2007-01-25T16:32:00.000-08:00

How much would you pay for these nine buttons? I had a few jackets that had lost some buttons and thought maybe I could increase my luck of picking up a lady if I didn't look like I found my jacket on the street. So I went to a laundry/dry cleaning place and asked where they buy there buttons and in some bad Engrish the Chinese lady directed me a store down on Geary. Well it was 4 floors of fabric, a wall of buttons and spools of yarn. I was helped out by a girl that was my age, but because she enjoyed things like fabric she was actually 73 years old. I picked a few buttons and when all was said and done the grand total came to $17.20. I guess that jar of buttons the Grandma has is actually a good way to save your money. I actually thought that maybe the lady who rang it up messed up. Nope $17.20. Sweet.

Lower Expectations

2007-01-24T18:53:00.000-08:00

A new report by British Medical Journal, claims that Danish people are the most satisfied with life out of the rest of the European Union. Sometimes I think that I go a little overboard on my Danish heritage pride, but by being American it means that I have no real sense of culture other than NASCAR. So to better understand what the hell is really going on here I look to my genes.
So why are the Danes so fucking satisfied? Answer: Lower Expectations. Simple as that. Don't expect nothing good to happen and when a little bit does happen all the better. It also so happens that the Danes drink and smoke more than any other country in the EU.

Expectations—The Eurobarometersurveys also contain a question about expectations for improvementin the coming year. It has been argued that great expectationsof favourable life circumstances in the future should be associatedwith life satisfaction,¹³ but if the expectations are unrealisticallyhigh they could also be the basis of disappointment and lowlife satisfaction. The Eurobarometer data on expectations goback to 1980 and show that while Danes are very satisfied, theirexpectations for the coming year are rather low, ranking amongthe bottom half. In contrast, Italy and Greece, which rank loweston life satisfaction, rank high on expectations for the yearto come; together with Swedes and Finns they rank at the top.

Ace, Ace, In Your Face.

2007-01-21T19:10:00.000-08:00

Now that checks and balances were reinstated into our government. And that dirty Mexican Alberto Gonzalez has decided that maybe now that Mama Pelosi is on watch he will try to make nice and not wiretap everyone without a secret court order to do things in secret. I want all of you out there that didn't buy a yellow ribbon for your fucking car. And the rest of you that said "Ya know what, I don't think that this Iraq invasion is such a good idea and then protested and then we invaded anyways." Well now is the time act smug. In fact if you now of someone that supported the Invasion of Iraq. What you need to do is take off your pants and then walk right up to them and with the same veracity that they showed for the support of the war, make them kiss you asshole. Not the cheek or the taint, but right where the poop comes out.
Though it is physically impossible to have ones head up ones own ass. You can help these people realize what that analogy really means and let them have a little taste of their own making.

I have SARS

2007-01-19T13:02:00.000-08:00

I worked all day in Chinatown and now have contracted SARS. I was waiting on the street and some old fucking Charlie spit the largest loogy in my general direction. One day later SARS. I have been holed up in my apartement watching Anime and reading. Today I thought that I should get and for some fresh air. I walked out of my front door turned the corner and ran smack right into this old Mexican and knocked the wind out of him. My instant reaction was to say "Are you OK?" Then he was shaking his head no. Then I ran to the coffee shop and the guy behind the counter waved at someone on the the street and I thought he was saying hey to me so I said "Hows it going" and he looked at me like I was a fucking idiot. I going back to my apartment to hid.

Confessions

2007-01-18T10:58:00.000-08:00

I once made a mixtape. I was young and foolish and didn't understand that what I was doing was wrong. I had no clue that recording Doctor Demento late Sunday nights and listening to it on the playground early Monday morning at recess could of put me in up the butt prison. Of course that was 20 years ago, I have long stopped making mix tapes and now rely on pirates to deliver their beautiful bounty to the port of Internet. The only guilt I have about this is that I have never actually pirated any material myself. It has always been a one way stream. The public library is full of copyrighted material that is just waiting for me to free it to the Internet where it can be enjoyed by whoever whenever.

DJ Drama (above) will be a story told to the children of the future about how dressing like an Asshole and choosing a bad handle like Drama, can get you busted for a lame ass crime like making a mixed tape. Similar to how the government booked Al Capone on tax evasion and not actually on the real crimes that he had committed. So kids if you are going to make a mix tape of your Fergalicous make sure that your name is Billy Whittley and that you buy your shoes at Payless. If you opt to become "Hip" and change your name to DJ Facetiousness and start shopping a Justus Hip-Hop Emporium then the man is going to come down on you.
I don't know about you, but does DJ Drama look a lot like Ben Affleck when he was dating Jennifer Lopez?

If a president sends 20,00 more troops to Iraq and no one takes a picture does it really happen.

2007-01-17T08:38:00.000-08:00

I love GWB handlers and how far they will go to try to manipulate my reality. After his prime time speech last week GWB announced that he is going to send in 20,000 more troops into Iraq, because America cannot afford to lose the war in Iraq. The reason being we can't afford to lose is because he made a bet about the outcome of Iraq with his buddy the Saudi Prince Ala Zaliah. If Bush wins the bet he will receive a Giant Rabbit farm in Germany, if Prince Ala Zaliah wins he will be able to charge America $250 per barrel of oil. This is why we can not "afford" to lose.

After the president made the announcement of increased troop levels the Whorehouse Press Corps was not allowed to take pictures of the President. The reason behind this move is because GWB either a) Is actually a vampire along with Dick Chaney and therefore does not show up on film. b) The real GWB has been kidnapped by members of the Warren Belch Society and his stand in looked more like Mrs. Doubtfire than GWB. c) To make sure that History Book editors skip over this bit of history when putting together future school books. (I don't remember much of my 6th grade history book other the the pretty pictures in it.)

But to be fair the Whitehouse did hand out this fantastic photo of the president. Taken by the famous photographer Eric Draper. I enjoy his use of depth of field as well as the dark and foreboding lighting off the bookcase. I think he was using the #204 Gobo out of the light kit. But look really close at the president doesn't the lighting on him seem really flat? Look at the edges of his hair and his shoulder and how sharp and crisp they are. That is because it is in fact a life size cardboard cut-out of the Commander and Chief. That or the whole thing was Photoshopped together by Mr. Eric Draper who ever you really are.
To read the real article about the manufacturing of reality go here.

An apology

2007-01-16T18:24:00.000-08:00

I am sorry if I have not posted as much as I had intended to. I have just discovered a new vice called Robert Anton Wilson and his books have been taking up much of me free time. I could go on and on about why I enjoy his writing. I think he is one of the few people that can actually capture the thoughts of a stoned mind and put it down onto the page. Paranoia, sex, and quantum physics. All tied together with references to all sorts of things I too enjoy like: hashish, Finnegan's Wake, The Qabalah, and San Francisco. In one chapter he makes a reference to a rub and tug palace only 1 block away from my apartment. So one night I walked down to the world famous les Nuits de Paris Massage and Sauna and took a few photos. A one of a kind in S.F. most places like this have an Asian flavor I enjoy the euro angle they are going for. I am still looking for the Orgasm Research Institute on Van Ness.

It was a small furnished room on Taylor Street in the San Francisco tenderloin. A sign outside the window advertised an establishment on the ground floor, Les Nuits de Paris Massage.
-Chapter Malloy don't sing, Schrodinger Cat Trilogy

America loosing its foot hold on science.

2007-01-14T20:13:00.001-08:00

In a time of war and total distrust in our public officials. What America needs is a good PR man to come in and freak us out with some mind bending science to make us forget that we are governed by primate hating aliens. I am going to suggest this one, because when I saw it I did not believe it. Sort of looked like the sort of thing you would see on the Weekley Sun News at the grocery store. Giant Funking Rabbits. Wasn't there a movie about theses fucking things. Read the article, check it out. I want to take one to the taxidermy shop and instead of a bear skin rug I want to splay one of these babies on my floor in front of the fireplace.

Terri Shiavo was a drunk

2006-12-18T18:17:00.000-08:00

Currently at my local coffee shop that also has 10 beers on tap. Anyways there is a bank of computers for Internet use and there is an unattractive lady in her late 40's cruising Craigslist. I am going to post the listing of what she is looking at.

1. New ladies needed at busy escort service. (she was interested and is emailing)

Thats it she responded and left, not as exciting as I had hoped. So here is a picture that makes me smile. I hope that if I have a disease that requires a feeding tube that I will still be able to drink beer.

Notes on Dreaming

2006-12-17T12:17:00.000-08:00

I have noticed that it is very tough for me to awake from a deep REM/Theta cycle. My body seems as if it was in a coma or paralyzed for a very long time. Similar to driving for a long time. I have not had any intense dreams for a while, but a few nights ago I encountered a long batch of dreams. Most I had forgotten by the time I was able to write some notes down.

I was in a pharmacy and I was observing a person that was at a machine similar to the one that checks your blood pressure. The difference was that it was more morose than a simple blood pressure check the patient was in a gown on a table right in front of where you pick up your prescription. A tube was inserted into their ass and a small ball the size of a racket ball shot about one inch into the tube. As I watched the procedure I was striped naked and set on a table and the exact same procedure that I had just watched was happening to me. I shit out the ball onto the table and stood up fully naked. There was a group of cheerleaders there in the pharmacy I tried to escape undetected.

I was walking on a hillside. The lighting was from a single lamp that only illuminated the area directly below me. I stumbled upon a group of 5 Mexican labours working in a construction/Gardner capacity on a living structure it was part box, part bush. One worker was using a rivet gun to shot hot orange glowing rivets into the box structure part while the others trimmed the bush with pruning shears. I was surprised that they were able to work in such low-no light. They explained that they each had to drink 5 beers before they were able to work.

Fast Food

2006-12-10T19:48:00.000-08:00

It has come to my attention that in large metro areas the only people that are eating fast food are the homeless and destitute. If you are homeless you most certainly do not have a kitchen therefore you are going to eat at the cheapest dirtiest places around. For me when I enter an establishment I look around at the other patron, these people are a reflection of me. I have yet to eat fast food here in the city, mostly because I believe that Carls jr. should not have to hire its own security so I won't be killed while eating my #4 combo meal with a Coke.
Speaking of Coke does anyone drink regular straight up red can coke? Everyone in California is addicted to Diet Coke which is not sugar water its chemical sugar water. Every time I see someone drinking a can of diet Coke I know that it is not there first one of the day. There is this artist that created a machine to take the sugar and what not out of coke and at the end of the process you just had water. It was his response to situation in India and other countries where Coke comes in and build a plant and in the process uses up all of the ground water leaving no water for the local population. So this way they can buy a Coke and convert it into good old H20. Why does regular Coke sink while diet floats?

Why our society sucks

2006-12-05T12:17:00.000-08:00

In polite society there are two subjects that are not to be brought up during dinner, Politics and Religion. The reason being is that you should never argue these points while both parties have sharp knives at their ready. In the past there were forums where you could go and call the other guy a cock eating dipshit and then he would have a chance to call you a scared ninny with no balls. Then there were salons which where fueled by the new vice of the day coffee. These salons helped bring about the enlightenment and the idea of liberty. Out of these salons the coffee house where the underclass could meet and get jacked on caffeine and plan their revolution. Maybe in the back they had a printing press and they would publish a manifesto or a call to arms. Now as I go to a coffee shop it is a strange mix of a library and Christan science reading room. Everyone is speaking in a hushed tone and the loudest thing in the room is the steamer. Most people are reading either a book, a newspaper, or are on their computer reading a forward there best friend in Vermont sent them of a picture of a pig dressed up in a tiger out fit. I am the only one typing. So if I cannot find a meaningful place for calling someone a yellow belly sap sucker. I am just going to start harassing people in the streets.

Things I Can do with my new 'puter.

2006-12-05T11:51:00.000-08:00

1. Post to this blog whenever I feel like getting a coffee.
2. Show people at the coffee shop blogwars.com
3. Watch a Porno while driving or on an airplane
4. Play pool online for money. Not availble on the Mac.
5. More Software and Games to Pirate.
6. Protest the War by starting my computer on fire.

2006-11-27T19:18:00.000-08:00

For the last few nights I have been waking up somewhere in my room. 3 nights ago I awoke standing on my bed contemplating the dew on my window and the way that the blinds are attached to the windowsill. 2 nights ago I awoke standing next to my door contemplating going to work for a job that didnt' exist. 1 night ago I woke to ask my sister if she could call in the dimensions of a large piece of fabric. Which the next morning she informed me that I sat up in bed a yelled "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa" The then asked is she would call in the dimensions. I remember the second part, but the screaming i don't. I am worried that my neighbors hear me.

Son of Mac

2006-11-23T09:24:00.000-08:00

After reading this post from the Spokane Sidekicks editor at large I was inspired to go to Walgreens and buy a box of do-it-yourself highlights and a can of mouse. I have created my new persona (Parsifal) MacGyver. Raised only by his mother, Parsifal leaves on a quest to find his father. Parsifal visits his fathers old haunts. The bar where Angus met Parsifal's mother, The slip where his boat was moored, and some other notorious friends. Through these conversations his path takes him to war torn Iraq, where he has a run in with the Shiite Militia and is thrown into the middle of a civil war. Angus is now a freedom fighter for the orphaned children of Iraq. Though he hates guns, he trains the children to create IEDs. Since Angus is the patent holder on the Improvised Explosive Device this is not really a far stretch of the imagination. United Angus and his son lead the Children's Crusade to rid the holy land of occupying forces.

Not a bad treatment, need a little here and there, might sell it to Spike TV.

numquam poetor nisi podage

2006-11-12T18:19:00.000-08:00

Well if one is to have a disease it should be the disease of kings. Here is a list of the suffers that I join today. Henry VIII, John Calvin, Charles Spurgeon, Khubilai Khan, Nostradamus, John Milton, Queen Anne, Isaac Newton, Gottfried Leibniz, Henry Fielding, Samuel Johnson, Charles V, Holy Roman Emperor, Pablo Neruda, Alfred Lord Tennyson, George IV, John Hancock, Thomas Jefferson, Karl Marx, William Pitt, 1st Earl of Chatham, Benjamin Disraeli, Kirk Reuter, David Wells, Rubens, Lennart Torstenson, Peter Gomes, Alexander Hamilton, George Mason, Benjamin Franklin,Wilkie Collins, Frederick the Great. Tonight I have diagnosed myself with the gout. Don't laugh or do cause it is sort funny. I mean in today's society who really gets the gout. So no more ox brains or pigs hearts for me. I had this pain in my right foot and it felt as if I had broken a bone in the foot. Then I noticed that I had "pimples" in both of my earlobes. It came to me this morning, but I refused to do the research to confirm my guess until tonight. The pimples in my earlobes are not pimples, but are build up of uric acid crystals. I had been eating a ton of preserved food from Trader Joe's. I had noticed that when I ate there vegetarian chili that my urine smelt bad. I might of blogged on this earlier, well that was the smell of gout. Uric acid is what make your piss smell funny when you eat asparagus. I just have an elevated level of it in my body and it is crystallizing in my ear and my foot. Hopefully now that I am aware of it I will be able to decrease my uric levels by eating a raw diet or as close as I can get. Fun stuff.

The title is Latin for " I only write poetry when I am suffering from the gout" Ennius

NPH, Why? Why?

2006-11-11T16:19:00.000-08:00

Ok so on my previous post "What to do? What to do?" I mentioned that two people had said that I had a Neil Patrick Harris thing going on. Now they said this previously to NPH coming out of the closet. I am even more concerned. If someone says that to me again I am going to take offense.

But really why didn't we all see this one coming, just look at this picture. And then think back to the show Doogie Howser. Look at that hot girl on his left. She just wants to jump him right there. And where is Doogie looking, at his "Buddy" Vinnie. Whom he wants to jump. Vinnie is all sorts of confused, by why Doogie is turning down sex from this little vixen. That was season three wasn't it? Doogie writing existential theory about his life as a boy genius into his pre-internet, pre-blog, blog. He wasn't sure if he was ready for this girl. Then there is the tie. That is the gayest tie out there. I know it was the 1990's, but that tie is still gay.

Election Morning Wood.

2006-11-11T15:43:00.000-08:00

Sorry to whomever reads this, but it is a fact the boys get morning wood and girls poop.

Election days always seem monumental in my life. I believe that it has to do with the mythos of death-rebirth that captivates me. I must confess that I am a bad citizen and did not vote in this midterm election. Being in transit. I have not yet become a citizen of the State of California and wasn't about to fly home to vote, though after hearing how close the Burns/Tester race went I would of hated myself if Mr. Burns would of won because of my 1 vote.
The day of election I officially signed the lease for the apartment I have been sort of subletting/squatting. Which is a relief, I was getting tired of playing music softly and avoiding contact with all the other people in my building. Which has caused most people in the building to conclude that I am a terrorist. Which I am. NOTE: To the government agents that are hired to sift through blogs. I am not a terrorist. END NOTE.

Since I don't own a Television, I must receive my news via the Internet. The websites that are quickest to post are blogs. Here are two of my favorite political blogs Wonkette and Crooks and Liars. I went to bed that night knowing that the democratic party had a good chance of taking the Senate and had taken the House. As I awoke the next morning to go to work. I had the most intense morning wood, since Bush took office. Like a barometer I knew change was in the air. I booted up the computer and sure enough my cock was correct. I had awoke to a new world were the Neo-Cons no longer able to use there power, carte blanche. The checks and balances are back into the equation. The system had corrected itself.

I went to work with a hop in my step. Which isn't the best way to walk around San Francisco. First order of business at work. Go shopping for flowers, ice cream pies, and gift certificate for a women at work. The gift certificate was for a spa that was located in the W hotel. I entered the hotel and up the elevator I went and got off on the wrong floor, but as I was wondering around there was some sort of technology convention going on and all these men in suits were standing around a T.V. It was at this point that I saw old Rummy stepping down. I was elated. I went up to the correct floor and entered the aptly named Spa "Bliss"

Orwell rolls in his grave (again)

2006-11-07T18:02:00.000-08:00

Fact: Two days before mid term election in the U.S, Saddam is convicted in some sort of puppet court of the U.S and sentenced to hang till he is dead. As they say in show business timing is everything. Visa Via The release of the Iranian Hostages and President Reagan being sworn into office. Of course there is New dump Friday, a good day to dump unsavory news items to the press so that the public at large gets too drunk at the football game to remember on Monday if they should care or not. Then COMMUNIST Vietnam enters the WTO today. And they say Communism JUST looks good on paper. Ummm have you looked at the numbers coming in from China?
And as if that is not enough to distract everyone from all things political Brittany Spears files divorce papers on her husband. Which story do think matters in the long term. And which one is talked more about.

2006-11-01T15:49:00.000-08:00

Uf yiy trykey kiij tgere us a wy.,m good night

This is what I wrote after coming home from a Halloween party last night. It must of been important that I got this message out. I wonder what I was trying to type. If you try ...there is a way? Anyways the street party was crazy. 10 people got shot I didn't see it because it was that big. Almost too big.

Local Celebrity Sighting

2006-10-31T13:56:00.000-08:00

Who: Robin Williams
When: 1:30, 10-31-2006
Where: Post and Grant in front of H&M
Notes: The only reason I pay any metion to him was because he was exactly my height if not shorter. Eating a muffin or scone with his assistant and/or friend

What to do? What to do?

2006-10-27T21:26:00.000-07:00

This is the second time that someone here in San Francisco has said "You know, you have a sort of Neil Patrick Harris thing going on." Then they usually smile like its a compliment to be called Doogie Howser M.D. Then they say you have a nice warm aura/demeanor about you.
There is a plus and a minus to this side. The negative side is if you start telling people what to due you look sort of like Neopolean, but on the positive side people can't get mad at you because it would be like yelling a a puppy. My only solutions are to
a) Quit my ritual of Yoga and Wheatgrass, and replace it with Whiskey and Lucky Strikes.
b) Go online to the University of Pheonix and get my M.D license and move to Paraguay to practice medicine as boy-doctor. OR as they will call me niño de la medicina.
C) Grow a beard and become a San Francisco bike messenger.

I am also taking suggestion on how to over come this Neil Patrick Harris Complex. I guess I could do coke off of hookers asses out the window of a limo?

Guess What Chuck?

2006-10-25T11:35:00.000-07:00

Fuck You, Chuck Norris. That's right. It maybe blasphemy here on the old internet, but that is my new feeling about Chuck. I could of guessed by his choice of roles that he loves 2 things, War and Jesus. So over at the WorldnetDaily, a website for zealots and other people that live in a fantasy land, Chuck Norris proves that he can put words into sentences and sentences into paragraphs to form a article which is just a diatribe against science and fact. So his first article is about how evolution is a lie. read it here
and here Does the fact that he stared in a tv series called "Walker" Texas Ranger and then George "Walker" Bush ran from president and was governor of Texas. Seem a little weird? Could the people who funded this TV series be bush backers? I am just so sick of having to watch all this liberal media.
Chuck Norris could of lived in infamy, but choose to open his big yapper and spoil the whole fucking thing, way to blow bearded one.

Here is a great line from the article

If your soul needs healing, the prescription you need is not Chuck Norris' tears, it's Jesus' blood

My new mantra is if my soul needs healing, the prescription is chuck norris blood! Fuck you Chuck

When In San Francisco.

2006-10-22T17:53:00.000-07:00

For the past 3 day I have been working on a commercial for kleenex. At the wrap party, I was talking to the creative/production team from New York. And they had felt or thought that 50% of the crew from San Francisco was gay. Which happens to be how I felt until it was clear that they were not because they introduced later their wife and kids. It must just be a west coast/east coast thing. In order to be gay in San Francisco you have to be balls out gay. Where a man that has both his ears pierced and is comfortable with himself is labeled gay to the eyes of a New Yorker and myself due to I come for Montana.
At lunch everyone was discussing their bar-mitzva. I told a joke about an Iranian beating his wife and they loved it. One guy laughed so hard he blew his matzha ball soup out his nose. David Micheal Gabrielstien. Im glad I downloaded that Talmud on tape series to my mp3 player. I am also 4 chapters into the Hebrew/Yiddish Rosetta stone series.

L'chayim

Male Hustler

2006-10-17T21:33:00.000-07:00

I saw my first Male Hustler 2 nights ago. I was working on a Elizabeth Arden - Hillary Duff Commercial/ Music Video down in the financial district around 3 in the morning. I was putting a fog machine away and the security guard said something in ebonics that I only catch 60%. But it was like "Look at that crazy motherfucker, You got to be crazy to be wearing that at this time of night" And I look over and this kid is wearing a black tank top some acid washed jeans and these round flip up sunglasses. That dude is not crazy, he is gay. Then later he was walking down this otherside street and then just sort of waiting on a corner. Then he disappered into the night.

Things that are bothering me.

2006-10-17T15:47:00.000-07:00

Problems

1. Fat homeless people.
2. Homeless with cell phones
3. People of Asian decent picking their nose. (Like the guy right in front of me at the Library as I type this) Then there is Jap nose porn. Check it out
4. The black man looking at shiteaters.com (not going to link to that) on the public library computer. He was on the check your email 15 minute limit computer on the ground floor right next to checkout. Just looking at girls eating what looks like shit.
5. The homeless guy asleep on the bench in the library with his pants unzipped.
6. My stolen Internet at my apartment, it is down, so I am at the Libaray.

Solutions
1. Outlaw being homeless or shipping them to Billings just like the city of Bozeman does.
2. See number 1
3. Interment camps like world war II
4. Nothing. The Internet IS for Porn and I don't want to tread on his rights
5. See #1
6. Purchase a USB wireless card, use Kismac to hack someone's WEP password.

Vellkomen to California

2006-10-14T18:42:00.000-07:00

First Arnie does the video of Brazil and sticks a carrot in the ladies mouth. Then this picture comes out. I can almost hear his laugh. Another fine MORAL Republican. I am starting to lean toward the thought that are government is actually run by a Cabal of people that use sex to blackmail the government into submission. For example Arrrnold just signed a sort of keep keep California green environmental act. Which is to lower emissions and chemical output. Then the next week this picture comes to light. Hmmm who doesn't like lower emissions and chemical outputs. Could it be Corporate America? Maybe this is a really good photoschopped picture or maybe the girls in the picture where kidnapped from the streets by the corporate overlords. Brainwashed like Elizabeth Smart, and then set to work as sex zombies for the Cabal of Corporations. Then after their tour of duty was over they were forced to smoke crack and heroin and then released onto the streets of San Francisco. Where they are controlled by "The Tower".

Freedom of Information

2006-10-12T22:43:00.000-07:00

After a long court battle these tapes were released under the freedom of information act. They reveal nothing about my alien abduction, but show two maniacs in the middle of a booze fueled frenzy.

MK-Ultra SF Style

2006-10-10T22:04:00.000-07:00

The monolith. Out of everything that I knew about San Francisco before I moved here, this one somehow escaped me. It is used to control the minds of the homeless. I am scared of it.

Bob's Broiler

2006-10-10T21:53:00.000-07:00

I just found my new favorite breakfast spot. Just check out that signage. I went up to the hardware store to purchase a mop and saw this sign. Not only is it breakfast all day. They also sell Tsingtao beer and you can play the lotto there. Then just up the street is Bob's Donuts.

Fleet Week

2006-10-08T15:46:00.000-07:00

Every year the Navy comes to San Francisco and invade all the Asian massage parolors. This week is the week and I am a little sick of having to see our military-industrial-congresional complex in action. The blue angels for the past 4 days have decided that flying 12 feet above my apartment would change my feeling on the current war. It must have changed my neighbors mind, they were yee haaing and wooting every time they passed. My favorite quote is from metroblggingsf. They interview a taxi driver and he says that it scares him, because he is from Iraq and it reminds him of war. I wish one of these planes would run head long into a building. I just want to take a nap.

Fishmonger

2006-10-07T19:42:00.000-07:00

Last week I was cast into the seedy underbelly that is the San Francisco fish market. I was hired by a company out of Conneticut to procure the following list of live fish for a TV Show.

- 6 Rainbow trout
- 2 Moreay Eels
- 15 Bullfrogs
- 6 Lobster
- 6 Dungeness crab
- 3 Pacu

If I was in Montana I might be able to get 6 live rainbow trout, The crab and lobster were easy. In Chinatown you can buy all sort of nasty things swimming in tanks,including bullfrogs, but you can not leave the store with them still alive. Pacu is a fish from south America, sadly not one pet shop had any. I did find one eel it cost a hundred bucks and we killed in about a half hour.

Given plenty of notice I could of acquired the whole list, but they hired me and wanted the fish in under 24 hours.
I hope that next week I find myself trying to purchase hand grenades in Korean Town.

Light Study

2006-10-07T15:36:00.000-07:00

I was sent out last month to do a light study of this dock north of San Francisco. It was in a small place called Inverness. They ended up not using the location, so I put this little vidi together. Music by Architecture in Helsinki

Where I meet Brian-David-Bryant.

2006-10-01T16:14:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went to Trader Joe's to buy my weekley supplies of coffee, Tuna, Bread, Eggs, Milk, Cereal, Sausage, and Wine. While waiting for the #38 bus, which took forever because 3 of them passed my stop full of Asian heading to Japantown. I had to pleasure to meet Brian-David-Bryant , who asked me where we were on the map and this and that. He was you typical street kid, skateboard in one hand. Hooded sweatshirt. Blue sweatpants with a pair of red swimming trunks over them. 6'2, read hair, unkept beard. He was not to bright, but was stoned and had the dumb guy that gets stoned laugh which makes you even sound dumber than you really are. He thanked me for giving him directions and then introduced himself in a long mummbled speech. That the just was his name was Brian, but he wanted a spanish name but there is no translation for Brian so he picked David, which in spanish is pronounced Da Veed. But if he wanted to be proper he would go buy Bryant and he spelled it out for me incase I was curious on how one spells bryant. Just your typical stoned rant, but it just kept going and it wasn't like I could just walk away I was waiting for my bus. So me and this black lady just smiled at him and one another until my bus came.

Then today I hoof it over to the Fort Mason Pier, because they are having a book sale of a scale I have never witnessed. You know the end scence of Raiders of the Lost Ark and the old buy is in that warehouse. That is were this sale was full of books. And today was the last day so every book was $1. So I sort of got out of hand, but I do admit I have a book problem. They also had comic books for 5 for $1. I am not into comic books, but I bought some just for fun. So on my way to this sale I run into my new friend Brian-David-Bryant. I mess with his mind, by calling out to him. Then he asked if I "got any nuggs" which I said I don't but I wished I did. He didn't remember where we met, because he was high as hell. Then he asked if I was going to help him out in his trip, which was going to hitchhike across the golden gate bridge. Which is easier to walk across and more fun, because you might see someone kill themselves. 286 just last year, Which is about 75% chance of it happening that day. I gave him my bus fare. Which I usually never give money out to people, but since I met up with the kid on multiple places I figure I should.

The Government Is Ran By Pedophiles.

2006-09-30T19:27:00.000-07:00

I think every last person in the House and in the Senate, should step down. They are all corrupt some more that others, but the corporations have taken over. Social Anarchy is they only thing to save us. People don't wage wars, Government do. There might be tribal disturbances, but a little gang warfare is better than any military action. Anywho...

This guy is the worst of them all. He is a self hating gay republican, who sent innappropriate IM messages to a 16 year old page in the House. He stepped down, but shouldn't there be an investigation, certainly if I sent naughty email to a 16 year old I should be on a Dateline special investigation. But your Governement, feels that it is not neccassary, when I say that I mean the Republicans feel that having an investigation into the sexual perversities of there own is not needed, but if the president recieves a blowjob from someone of age, we should spend more money on that than on education. BTW He sort of looks like Baron Stewart for anyone who knows who I am talking about. Hmmmm?

St. Augustine wrote a book called "The City Of God" it was written in the 5th century after Rome was Sacked by the Goths. Christianity, he argued, should be concerned with the mystical, heavenly City of Jerusalem rather than with Earthly politics. And I think that this is very appropriate for the religious right to consider this work. For those who forget the past are forced to re-live it.

Al-Zawahri Or How To Make Sure Your Blog is Flagged By The Government

2006-09-29T20:44:00.000-07:00

Al-Zawahri released a video on the internet, calling out Bush on his lies and some other things. Put down the Pope, and some other things. But my thought when I saw the screen grab was. That looks a lot like it was done on a green screen. Look at it. The lighting is all off. His head wrap is too well lit. The edges of his finger and shirt are clean. Then the question why.
I trust know one so I think they are all after me.

Corporate Whoring

2006-09-22T10:30:00.000-07:00

I was a location for 3 days helping shoot a herpes commercial out in the middle of nowhere. I found the whole process of making it comical. The ad agency is way off base. I am just guessing that upper middle class couples don't have the herpes. They say that 1 in 5 people have it, but they don't say genital or oral so another corporate lie. I am guessing this afflicts minorities and the poor. The pill is once a day at 9 dollars a pop, which is $3,285 a year. So only the upper middle class could afford to purchase it. The director once said "I want this scene to say escape". It was an interesting process to see.
A young 30 something couple are on a mountain bike get away on the California coast. After a while the decided to take a break on a bench. Man sitting on bench looks over is left shoulder and says.
Man: I have genital herpes.
Woman : And I don't
Man: And we are trying to keep it that way. That's why I take valtrex once a day.

Who are they talking to? A park ranger, another mountain bike enthusiast?

The whole story I swear I have already seen. Couple on mountain bike in a beautiful setting. They talk about the drug. Announcer says a few words. They hug and throw rocks over a vista of water. Boring, Dumb and forgettable.

They need humor when talking about genitals herpes. 81% of people with herpes are depressed, so a little humor would motivate them to get out there and fuck. It took 2 days to shoot 30 seconds of film with a crew of 65. Just another Corporate spending orgy.

My Day As A Carney

2006-09-09T23:21:00.000-07:00

I haven't been able to post in a few days due to my short lived career as a modern day carnival worker. We are 6 years in to the century and we no longer have the traditional carivale, they are out there, but they are just a way to piss your money away.
I was working for Fuel Tv they follow around the country the dew (mountain dew) tour, which is full of some wicked sick bmx, fmx, vertical skate and other action sports. So for the modern carnivale you pay a large ticket price, but then corporations give you shit too you. Here is a short list of just some of the Shit that they gave out.
1. 128mb panasonic memery card
2. Slim Jim Tee shirt
3. Firey hot slim jim
4. tony hawk tee shirt
5. Fuel tv dvd
6 deoderant
7. oxypad face scrubs
8. mountain dew
9. myspace show laces
10. shawn white posters, even though he was not there and we were in san jose.

My little hands did me well as a carney. I was able to grab all the free shit just as fast as any other teenage skater dude. Sadley I will leave my co workers as they continue to Orlando to setup there modern carney show.

Taken a trip to DC

2006-09-05T09:52:00.000-07:00

I enjoyed this little cartoon. I harkens back to when I was a kid of 13 or 14 I took this trip on Lakeland tours to the nations capital. On the airplane over I was stuck sitting next to the principle of the school that arranged the trip. While the rest of my buddys got to dick off in some other row, but what I remember distinctly was that there was this black business man dressed in a suit and he ordered either a bloody mary, red beer, or just tomato juice. Anyways he spilt the whole drink all over suit and I laughed out at the guy, which caused my principle to start laughing as well.
It sort of makes me laughed now.
I can't believe that hotel companies host these sort of events. The smell of a hotel full of hormone ravaged teens and preteens is got to drive the local pedophiles crazy. There was one kid on the tour named Tanner. He had recently moved to my town, but new his way around the ladies. He was taking showers with them and all kinds of shit. A little back story on Tanner He lived in my neighborhoods and we used to play a computer game called "Hugo's House of Horror" which at the time was fucking sweet. It was graphically driven but it was also text based as well. It was sort of like the game the kid in the movie "Big" plays. One day while up at his house he reaches into his pants pulls out some pubic hair and wrestles my brother Brian trying to get him to eat it. WTF. I actually ran into him a few years back but he didn't remember me or at least did say anything. He asked for directions to Bear Canyon it looked as if he was slinging drugs.
The reason that the cartoon reminded me of this tour is that I had purchased an exploding pen at a store in the old post office. It was this pen and it took a cap from a cap gun, when you took the cap off of the pen. It exploded. Well while waiting for a tour of the FBI Hoover building I loaded the pen and had my principle pull it. Shit there were guards all over me, but nothing came of it. Now days I wonder what would of happened?

Congrats Montana You Made the NY Times.

2006-09-02T10:10:00.000-07:00

Today there is an article in the NYTimes. about binge drinking in teenagers that live in Montana, Wyoming and the Dakotas. I don't know if I would consider the subject matter news. I think of it more as olds. I am going to quote some of my favortie parts.

“Had a kid, drunk, flipped his car going 80 miles an hour, and that killed him; and another kid, drunk, smashed his boat up against the rock just a couple months ago, killing two; and then there was this beating after a kegger — they clubbed this kid to death

Just another week of smashing cars, boats, and heads. Why didn't I hear about a kegger gone bad in national news. Thats is 10 times more cool than JonBenent Ramsey killer
‘

What’s the big deal? Kids just have to learn to drink,’ ” she said. Not long ago, three children, ages 9, 11 and 12, died of alcohol poisoning in an isolated town in Montana, but the deaths did little to change attitudes

Um... wasn't this on the res? I hate to say stuff like that, but it is a different culture on the Rez.

The last on the list to begin drinking is L.A, Detroit, and Washington D.C. My guess why kids don't drink there is they see the crazyhomeless drunk on the streets and figure if you start drinking early in life you might end up like that. And in L.A. kids have money to buy cocaine, why drink when you can do some good clean old blow or smoke a fat joint.

I wonder what things looked liked before photoshop.

2006-08-30T19:37:00.000-07:00

Does it make a difference if you tell truthy news or fake news. Or is it all fake news and Jon Stewert is just showing us the theatrics of it all. So if they would do this with a simple picture, why wouldn't they do something ala. "Wag the Dog". I would like a new format to news. Oh well I guess it doesn't matter because the medium is indeed the message. You could put only channels with solid colors on and people would love it.

Episode #3 Mike's Reaction

2006-08-29T13:52:00.000-07:00

Episode #3
You (Todd) can also download the file here.

Look Into This Mans Eyes.

2006-08-29T13:02:00.000-07:00

Look into this mans Eyes. What did you see? I bet you saw every Mormon kid that you ever did know. This is the sort of wackiness you get when you tell your congregation that any one of them can receive transmissions (testimony) from God. I bet that would really cook your noodle, especially if you have schizoid tendencies, or maybe you got the devil inside. I like Scientology one thousand times more than I like the Later-day Saints. Scientology is new and exciting, Mormanism is like a bad remix of sleepy theology.
I am going to start a religion based on dreaming. This was I will be able to use the Bible as an example. Then I will go on to say that you should try to recreate your dreams in waking life. So if lets say in your dream you had sex with Tom Cruise. Then I think you should try to have sex with him in real life. Or If that is to tough, have your husband dress up like Tom Cruise. It is only through dreams that God talks to us.
This will be the State religion, when I start my colony on the moon.

Is it wrong to say I told you so.

2006-08-29T12:41:00.000-07:00

Well lets see only the blind would of recognized that John Karr did not kill Jon Benet Ramsesy. I said that here when the story broke. How is it that some reports are willing ignore the facts of the case, The very first news article I read about the case mentioned that he wasn't even in the same state when the murder happened. Then I never saw it mentioned again in any other article. I guess alleged kiddy raping sell more papers than a story about how alleged journalists ignore the facts against the case.
Thanks you Federal Government now this guy is back in America, if he is sentenced to whatever else they got him for he will be out of jail and back on the streets. I was happy with him in Thailand.
Who took his picture. If I ever am required to have my mug shot taken, can I request that the lighting doesn't come directly from underneath my chin. It looks like when you are telling ghost stories and to add theatrics to your story you put a flashlight under your chin. I want a nice 3 point lighting set up with some nice eye light.

Things just look different but really they are the same.

2006-08-27T19:08:00.000-07:00

I was sort of noticing the things that were different here in San Francisco, but then I realized they had a Montana equivalent.
First there seems to be a lot of homeless people going through the garbage and picking up half smoked cigarettes from the curb. Also a lot of old Asian women with wheeled carts pick through the garbage looking for a can or bottle so they can be five cents. The Montana equivalent would be magpies going through the garbage .

Then there are the Scizo's who talk and yell in the streets. In Montana there sometimes are crows in the trees that will not shut up.

Crackheads: Meth-heads (that one was easy)

The smell of Crackhead piss on the sidewalk. I have a belief that when you smokecrack it chemically changes your piss to acid. The Montana equivalent is when they clean out the pig styes, you can smell that for mile.

Trangendered people wearing clothes of the opposite sex. There is a tranny bar / stripclub right down the street from my apartment, so I see at least 2 tranny a day. The Montana equivalent are cowboys, because they clearly are having an idetity crisis.

Integrity

2006-08-27T12:49:00.000-07:00

Integrity
1 : firm adherence to a code of especially moral or artistic values : INCORRUPTIBILITY
2 : an unimpaired condition : SOUNDNESS
3 : the quality or state of being complete or undivided : COMPLETENESS
synonym see HONESTY

Katie Blair, Miss Montana, was crowned Miss Teen USA 2006 on August 15th. This whore must've sucked all the judges off to win, because she obviously didn't win with her smarts.

Here was her winning question and answer:

"Miss Montana, what does integrity mean to you."

This dumb bitch said: "To me, integrity is someone who knows what their goals are and goes for them. Integrity is someone who doesn't let anyone stand in their way of accomplishing what they want."

I would still, hit it.

Mike Has A Problem Episode #2

2006-08-27T01:13:00.000-07:00

Episode #2 Todd Shaves.
I was going to hold out on this one till some time mid week, but I guess you can watch it now.

Mike Has A Problem Episode #1

2006-08-26T02:08:00.000-07:00

Episode #1 Todd gets a visitor.
Here is the first installment of Mike has a problem. It is only a minute long so it won't take all day to download. I have a few more of these one minute gems, in the making. Enjoy.

Questions about Plan B.

2006-08-25T00:00:00.000-07:00

I never heard the "Morning After Pill" be called Plan B, but I think it is a good marketing and health safety issue. The Federal Government has decided to let Plan B. Be an over the counter item. Link to article

Question #1: What is Plan A? I like to have options. Is it to have the baby? Or perhaps plan A is a little trick my dad taught me called "punch her in the uterus", worked pretty well my parents . They only had 4 kids and never used a condom.

Question#2: Is the morning after pill also good to kill a hangover? When I have a hangover it feels like there is a small demon growing inside me, I hope that this pill will abort this demon before I have to go to work.

Question #3: Are there any cool side effects? I would suggest that they add some if there are none. I suggest either something speedy like Adderall or low level synthetic morphine.

Will The Real Osama Please Stand Up.

2006-08-24T12:40:00.001-07:00

Harpers has an interesting article about a woman who was Osam@'s lover.

Osama said only monkeys braid their hair. He told me that the singer Whitney Houston was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen and that she never wore her hair braided. “I want you to fix your hair like hers from now on,” he said. “I can't put my fingers through it when it's braided.”
He laughed and rambled on about his favorite TV shows: The Wonder Years, Miami Vice, and MacGyver.

After reading the article the piece of the puzzle came together like a Dan Brown novel.

Question: Who else in the whole world has an affinity for Whitney Houston, MacGyver, Miami Vice, and the B-52s? At one time the answer would of been Osam@, but he his changed his name and appearance. He now goes by the name of Andy Rouse. Just compare these pictures.
Then there is the behavior, Osama's new persona loves freedom. This is only a red herring, to throw everyone off his trail. Why is he smiling? Does he find it humorous that a man that hates western civilization, would wear a Santa Claus hat? And then he is eating French toast. Everyone knows that Osama loves the French, because they do not support the invasion of a Muslim country. I just hope I can collect on the reward money.

If this was only true.

2006-08-23T14:38:00.000-07:00

The U.S. News and worldly report has an article about George W. Bush and Karl Rove in some sort of a read off. The book talked most about in the article is The Stranger by Camus. Which I actually believe he might of actually read.
The reason behind my belief is that The Stranger is quite short book. You would have to have an 8th grade reading level to get the basic story. Also George and Karl both connected with the main character, Arthur Meursault, in the story. Especially the part when he goes to the beach and mindlessly kills that Muslim. To them the story isn't about a man in an extistential crisis, its about a "Rambo" character taking charge of what needs to be done. They probably didn't find anything weird about Arthur Meusault showing no emotion at his mothers funeral. He is a mans-man, no tears here. He is the french answer to John Wayne.

If the Whitehouse is going to try to put out this sort of P.R, Why doesn't the press core question him on his thoughts about The Stranger. The other books on the list I just don't see him reading, Macbeth and Hamlet. This guy I bet couldn't even sit through the best production of Hamlet.

I want to hear the president pronounce Camus. I bet it comes out something like Kay Muss.

I didn't even know that they had made the novel into a movie, until I tried to find a picture for this post. Scratch everything I wrote above, Him and Karl just ordered a large popcorn and a Coke from the Whitehouse kitchen and spent a lovely night watching the dubbed version of the film in the Whitehouse screening room. You know George isn't going to sit through an Italian film the you have to read. I might have to check this film out. Luchino Visconti directed it.

Corky?

2006-08-22T23:52:00.000-07:00

Here is a little lost factoid. Conrad Burns was cast to play the part of Corky on Life Goes On, but do to his drinking problem he was let go before principle photography started.

Would you let this man represent you?

Candid Conrad Burns

2006-08-22T22:23:00.000-07:00

At Grandma's House
Originally uploaded by keelamonster.

Here is the distinguished Senator from Montana Conrad Burns. You should check-out some of the stuff they have of him over at Wonkette.com
How did this guy get elected in the first place. Jut look at him, he has a slack jaw and his face is flushed from years of drinking. I am glad that this guy is on his way out the door.

Another Synchronicity On Market Street

2006-08-21T16:11:00.000-07:00

I had just run out of coffee and wanted to score some Lavazza coffee imported from Italy. I knew of a shop called Il Massimo Lounge that was down at the embarcadero. So I walked from my apartment on Post Street down to Market street. It was almost five so the sidewalks were filling up with suited zombies on cellphones. I reached Massimos at about ten minutes to five.
The place was empty,except for the guy working the counter, who looked a exactly like Eric Stolz from when he was in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. I was pondering Eric Stolz's career as I looked at the selection of Lavazza. Here are some quick facts about Lavazza.

Lavazza was born in Murisengo, a small city in the province of Turin (Piedmont).

Lavazza's firm origins go back to 1895, when Luigi Lavazza purchased a little grocery store, Paissa Olivero, in the old commecial section of Turin (Northern Italy). The purchase was made for 26,000 Italian Lire, or about US $20.

Today a bag of Lavazza will run you about $25 for a bag of beans. Which is a little bit more than the original store in Turin cost old Luigi and definitely more money than I was willing to spend on a bag of coffee. So I settled for a cup for $1.35.
As Eric Stolz's doppelganger poured me my coffee I noticed that there was a brand new baseball sitting on one of the couches in the lounge. Strange place for a baseball. It seemed that it was calling my name to take it. My left side of my brain talked me out of it. "You don't have room in your tiny apartment for shit like a baseball, you fucking packrat. You are one dumb cunt to think for a moment that you would even have use for a baseball. You only played T-ball as a kid you fucking sissy." Just before my intuitive brain could make a rebuttal I saw the #2 bus pull up so I ran out of the lounge.
You never want to miss the #2 because it takes about 30 minutes for the next one to come around. As I was getting my bus pass out of my jacket the driver said something like.

"You know dat we's don' jet right way. Not till 5 afta with muh beeotch."

Then she got out of her seat and locked up the bus. I wasn't sure what she said but deduced that we were not taking off right away, so I went over to a sidewalk table in front of Mossimo's and decided to jot down some ideas that I had bouncing around in my head. I took out my Moleskin and started to write. Writing turned into people watching as it often does. It was right about then that a young fellow in spectacles approached me. "Are you from around here?" he asked in a Germanic accent (it might of been Swiss or Scandinavian I have a naive ear. ) I wasn't sure what to say being new to the city. Then he said "Where can I get a baseball." I said "You are looking for baseball tickets?" "No" he replied "I am looking for the Giants Dugout" he pointed on a map "I want to buy a baseball." !?! I am not sure what my faced looked like, but I could tell by his reaction that it wasn't good.
I leaped out of my chair and started speaking really fast. How do you explain that there is just a loose unclaimed baseball sitting in a couch nearly 3 meters away in a coffee shop?
I rushed into the lounge and practically yelled at Eric Stolz when the ball wasn't there on the couch. I tried to explain the story, but it came out all wrong. I said something like "This guy is looking for a baseball." Mr. Stolz said he wasn't sure who left it so he put it in the back office. I walked back outside with a confused german-swiss-scandinavian. As I was trying to give the guy direction to the Giants Dugout. From behind me I heard the doppelganger say "Is this what your looking for?" I turned around and he tossed me the ball. I promptly handed it over to a very surprised foreigner. He tried to put a sentence together, but I just smiled and said goodluck. The bus driver had returned from wherever bus drivers go and I loaded up and waved goodbye.

Imagine if I had taken that baseball. If I listened to my intuition and the vibrations coming from the ball. I could of been outside writing, a man from out of town could of come and ask do you know where to get a baseball. I could of produced a baseball like I had known he was coming. That ball wanted to go to a far away land and willed me to do it. Or I on meditating on taking the ball synchronized with someone also meditating on wanting a baseball. And the Cosmos thought that for a laugh they would have us meet. It is almost like a bad scene from Beckett. Especially if you take the Germans prospective. I hope that I made his day like he had made mine.

Prince Harry Juices Wheatgrass.

2006-08-20T15:04:00.000-07:00

Here is some interesting video footage from a camera phone, I found on a server located in the UK. It appears to be Prince Harry juicing Wheatgrass. Who knew he was such a health nut. I would of guessed him to be more into cigerettes and booze.

Zombie Mob In San Francisco.

2006-08-19T16:38:00.000-07:00

Zombie Princess
Originally uploaded by enhancing.

Today I witnessed my first Zombie mob. Thanks to the people at eatbrains.com for putting this together. The zombies drug their corpses down Market street and then up Powell to Union Square. I enjoyed the looks on people faces when a mob of 50 or so zombies attacked a person and converted them into a zombie. I have more photos on my flickr account if you want to check them out. I definitely will be participating next time.

Choose Your Own Adventure #69

2006-08-19T13:32:00.000-07:00

You and Mike are at the Lakeview Hotel and Bar. You've started drinking when the sun was still in the sky and it is getting on in the night. The bar being in a hotel is littered with people of all walks of life. Tourists, College kids from the east coast come to work at Glacier National Park, a few foreigners, a hand full on underage locals and then there was Lori. She sat at the bar right next to where the cocktail waitresses order their drinks. She is comfortable there, being that she was a waitress way back when you could still smoke a cigarette in a bar. Her age is tough to peg down. She has wrinkles forming at the edge of her mouth, her eyes show a young soul, but the crows feet tell a different tale.

The music in the joint isn't bad for the size of Big Fork. Not really your type of music, but when in a unfamiliar bar a band like this reminds you that this bar could be in Anytown, USA. Mike is off pretending to have other friends, Lori makes some comment to you about the song the band just played. Your drunk and you can't tell how sober she is. After a little chit-chat (Little sidebar about the hyphen, I see it as one word having a penis and it is trying to have sex with another word. In an erotic story there should be at least one hyphen-per-paragraph. That is an example of a three way in literature, now back to it.) Mike comes bouncing up to bar all doe eyed and smiles. He introduces himself and then after some queer silence goes off to stand as close to the band as humanly possible without actually standing on stage.

She asks if you work for the Make a Wish Foundation or big brother and sisters. Thinking that Mike might have been assigned to you. You her correct error with a joke about how tough it is to find good help these days. Hoping she will nail Mike as your Irish man servant. She laughs at your dumb joke, and touches your knee all at the same time. She been in the bar long enough and has set her cross hairs on you. There is not enough bar time left in the night to play the usual games. She gets right to the point and says that there is a bottle of whiskey in her room, Mike having returned from introducing himself to the band after their last song, over-hears Lori's offer and accepts that he too is invited. You quickly try to think of something to say to him, but your brain is all a slosh in whiskey.

You step into her room with Mike right on your heels. "Nice room" Mike chirps as if her's was different than any of the other ones in the hotel. Your eye is pulled to an excess of laundry in one corner of the room, which suggests that she has been here a while. Her make-up kit is spilled all over the vanity. She has enough cosmetics next to the sink to make Brittany Spears look like a teen princess again. She grabs 3 glasses from next to little coffee maker. She hands one to you and then one to Mike. She walks over and next to the television there is a collection of half full bottles of whiskey, vodka, 7-up, and coke. She grabs a bottle of Jim Beam and fills her glass. She saunters over to you. The look in her eye tells you that she is hungry. She needs the touch of man, to help her forget her past. She leans over and pours you a drink, her breasts are right in your line of sight, she knows what she is doing. Her breasts are full and almost seem to defy gravity as they sit in her shirt. She catches you gazing at them, and throws you a furtive glance and a smile. Like a shopkeeper asking "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Mike in the meantime has turned on the television and has found channel 501 on the hotel television network. The screen is black except for a little text that reads ALT.ROCK. and in the top right the word MUTE is written in neon green. Mike hits the mute button and from the television speakers comes Hootie and the Blowfish. You hope that he might change it to 502 the Jazz channel or 503 the Blues channel, but he just smiles. He is actually enjoying this tepid excuse for music. Lori removes here breasts from your face and starts to pour Mike a drink. It is at this moment that you notice the wedding ring on her finger! Your heart starts to race, you need to make a decision and quick. Do you ...

A) Decide to throw caution to the wind and on your next available chance kiss Lori and see if Mike follows your cue and play "both flavors" , "Lucky Pierre" and "Mongolian Ladder" till the wee hours of the morning. The 3 of you having a regrettable, but at the same time unforgettable night in Big Fork. Go To Page 58

B) Allow Mike to cock block you (wouldn't be the first time) with his choice of music and stories. Till Lori falls asleep. You have never been one to convent another mans wife.
Go To Page 93

C) Suggest to Mike that perhaps he should go get some ice for the drinks and while he is away lock the door and put up Do Not Disturb sign . Go To Page 6

I Know Why You See Dead People.

2006-08-18T10:45:00.000-07:00

Haley Joel Osment acting style has been exposed. Haley is in the school of green acting. Here is a picture of him right before a take for 6th sense, notice the smoke coming out of his mouth. I had always thought that his eyes had a funny shape to them, well it turns out his eyes are that way because he is just in the moment as they say in the green acting method. He sees dead people, because is ripped.

Doesn't he have a handler that makes sure he doesn't get drunk and flip his 1995 Saturn. I don't know what is more embarrassing getting an DUI and possession of marijuana or letting everyone know that you drive a 95 Saturn.

My Dreams are Manifesting Into Reality, Am I A PreCog?

2006-08-17T15:17:00.000-07:00

I have got to stop dreaming. If you check out my post on the dream with Larry David, Tom Hanks and Tom Cruise. So I was on Dlisted.com and found this article, then this one and another at people magazine, In these articles Tom Cruise, on the day AFTER I had a lucid dream with him as the main character. He helps a guy that was in a car accident named Jon Henningsen, perhaps a relative of mine. Which in the dream my cousin John, last name not Henningsen, shows up and goes out to his truck and is jumping all over it as if is was broken.
So what am I to conclude about this. I had a precognitive dream about an event that was about to take place? Tom Cruise has the ability to talk to me in my dreams. Or I live in Philp K. Dick Novel. Or am I supposed to join the Church of Scientology? Or all of the above.

I have some questions for John Mark Karr.

2006-08-17T11:52:00.000-07:00

This is John Mark Karr, he was a substitute teacher in the San Francisco area, he likes child porn, he wears eye make-up, and he admits he is the killer of Jon Benet Ramsey.
The NY times has a good article on his arrest. In the article they mention some problems with the case, like his ex-wife says that they were not even in Colorado when Jon Benet was killed. He also liked to study this case on the internet and other kid murder cases. It also just so happens that Jon Benets mother just died. Why is it that Homeland Security is handling this case? That seems like more of a State Department thing along with the FBI. What if he did killer her but the mom and dad where selling her off as a sex slave? Is this just a way to divert attention to the real issue of the day, Bush's warrentless wiretapping deemed ILLEGAL and UNCONSTITUTIONAL?

I can't wait to see if this guy is railroaded into jail or an insane asylum? By the way doesn't he look like the pageant MC from Little Miss Sunshine? Creepy

Cutting my Penis to Save My Life.

2006-08-16T12:03:00.000-07:00

Philippians 3:3 "For we are the circumcision, who in spirit serve God; and glory in Christ Jesus, not having confidence in the flesh."

An AIDS conference was held today in Toronto, some of the attendees were Bill Clinton and Bill Gates. One of the panels was implementation of circumcision in Africa to help slow the epidemic of HIV there. The scientist claim that being "cut" will reduce the chance of female to male transmission by 60 percent.
I don't thinks that many men will be signing up for the free cut your dick here clinic. There are studies out there that suggest that even at a few days old when most boys receive this operation that psychological trauma is incurred. Which can lead to a rift between the infant and there parents. Even this picture here makes me almost passout with pain.

Here is a fun little fact I just learned. So way back when this penis cutting craze started they just clipped the tip, so that you didn't stand out when you were hanging at the local swimming hole with all your Muslim friends. Today they take the whole kitten kabbodle. So the Jewish church started a practice called Brit Mezizah

Mezizah
By this is meant the sucking of the blood from the wound. The mohel takes some wine in his mouth and applies his lips to the part involved in the operation, and exerts suction, after which he expels the mixture of wine and blood into a receptacle provided for the purpose. This procedure is repeated several times, and completes the operation, except as to the control of the bleeding and the dressing of the wound.

WOW, where do I sign up to become a dick sucking/ cutting mohel. I guess that little "celebration" was cut out of the original script of The Fiddler on the Roof. Now I know why all of my Jewish friend are neurotic. I think that all the Palestinians would have to do to get the worlds support is just show this picture to everyone. Lets get those baby cocksuckers out of Lebanon now.

And I thought Catholic priests where bad, just look at Rabbi shmoli and Rabbi Weinstien they are totally digging it. And the beard right in the babies ass. WTF.

The "Quickening" stopped thanks to Scottish Law

2006-08-15T09:10:00.000-07:00

There can only be one, but now thanks to a new law in Scotland there might be a few. The new law announced by Justice Minister Cathy Jamieson is aimed at stopping the sale of illegal knifes. Here is my favorite quote from the article at the BBC.

In these areas police, doctors and law-abiding citizens have seen the damaging effects of swords, including samurai swords, being wielded on the streets.
Once again feudal warriors are to blame for all of our rights that are being taken away. Luckily here in America the "Home Shopping Network" sells collections of knives and swords just in case you are called into the "Quickening".

Watching the V for Vendetta DVD and the I see this on the net.

2006-08-14T18:12:00.000-07:00

So there is this guy in New Hampshire, who is a libertarian, and he was trying to hand a pamphlet to some IRS agents. The pamphlet isn't the best, but should have a right to be in a public building. He was stopped three times at the building for trying to do this sort of performance. So one day he was sitting around his house and the polica bust in his house and hall him in. I wonder if they found any hair gel and lighter fluid in the same housing area. It looks if Russell might like to read. Do you think this might of given him ideas about liberty. WTF. Hopefully, now that it was on Boingboing It might get the attention that it needs. Did anyone see a place to send money for legal expenses?

Tom Cruise, Tom Hanks, and Larry David are sitting in a bar

2006-08-14T10:18:00.000-07:00

Two nights ago I was reading a book by J.H. Brennan called Occult Tibet, Secret practices of Himalayan Magic. The book is mostly about different practices that monks practice such as a type of meditation that is used in Tibet as a way of heating up there body so that they can survive the cold. Another practice is a long distance running technique where they enter a trance and can run all night long. The reason I read the book was for the chapter on Dream Yoga, which is really just lucid dreaming and then you use the lucidity as a way of understanding that the waking world is a an illusion. That a dream can seem just as real or more real that waking life, but if you become aware of the illusion of the dream you can control everything it. That same night I used the techniques in the book and they sort of worked.

I was in a small dimly lit bar. There was a small bar in the back and large windows in the front facing the street. I was sitting on a couch with Larry David and some of his friends. Across from me on another couch was Tom Cruise and Tom Hanks. We were chatting and laughing, when I realized that it was sort of peculiar that I was talking to these three people all at the same bar. So I reach across the table and grabbed Tom Cruises knee as ask "Is this real" Which at that point the bar goes quiet. They all look at me and then just start to ramble about what is real and some philosophical babbling. I accepted what they were saying and assumed it was real. My cousin John walked in and he was wasted so I asked him to join us. He sat down for a second and then got up and ran out into the street were he started to climb all over his truck. It was then that I started to lose it and started to wake up. I was trying some of the things they mentioned in the book to stay with it, but I lost it.

Later in the night I dreamt about flying in an airplane in the bathroom there was a crossword puzzle. I kept going in there to figure out the puzzle the questions had to do with elements such as electron count of Nitrogen. Also when you sat down on the toilet it told you your weight. It was a small plane, my dad was there as too.

My old science teacher, Todd Breitenfeld, had a house up bridger canyon or near a big sky. He was renting it out to Sam Reichert ( which is funny cause Todd hated smoking and Sam smokes) So in this house Hollie, Jamie R., Shayna, Hallie, Trevor, and some other people lived there as well. Every Thursday they had a large orgy on a blanket on the floor of the living room. It was almost had a game night quality to it, just sort of come over and play a game or two. Sam got kicked out of the house, but didn't leave so Todd B. showed up and was freaking out. I was in the bathtub when he did. I was arguing with him. So I got into my old Suburban and drove off, the Suburban morphed into my fathers work truck.
Outside the house there was a sort of winter festival with a carnival with rides, but in the snow. There was a tram that could take you back into town.

Everyone Loves Grandpa Castro.

2006-08-13T13:36:00.000-07:00

Castro seen here orders a pizza from Dominos on his 80th birthday. He ordered the Mega deal and an order of wings. "I love wings and I love the Cuban people" I like his adidas jump suit. He then went on to play a nice game of dominos as well with his cousin.

Ron Feldman, Clown, Cluck or Just Confused?

2006-08-12T18:46:00.000-07:00

I was unable to attend today's peace/war march. I was in line at Dottie's for a super long time thanks to all the tourists escaping New York's heatwave, and the one woman at the counter nursing a cup of coffee and reading a thick fantasy novel, but I digress.
Luckily photographers David Morris and Michael Macor was there to capture the event for the Chronicle. I am really kicking myself for missing it. I had no idea that there were two protests going on at the same time. One protest against war, which seems like an admirable cause. The other was a war rally, since you can't have a pro-protest. I love public drama, it brings out the crazies. The same types that attended public stoning, hanging, and the like. Which brings me to a man in photographer Macors/Morris photos. His name according to the Chronicle is Ron Feldman, I never met the man, he could be really lovely. He was captured on film in some very unsavory moments. His anger might stem from his paradoxical nature. He wears a T-shirt with a dove and olive branch on it, but he is at a war rally, wouldn't a shirt that says something like I heart war be more appropriate? Then its the company that he is with, where does a up and coming Jewish lad pick up a anti- Islam(o?) fascism sign. My local synagogue? If you look at the war protest people they are calm cool and collected. They are also more attractive people and when it comes down to who I am going to march with I don't want to be seen with the likes of Ron and his buddies with their sweet signs.

The article is here

US chase hint of victory

2006-08-12T13:11:00.000-07:00

Over at the NY Times there is an article by STEVEN ERLANGER about the current blitz of southern Lebbon by the Israels military. The article goes on to say that the debate in Israel is not the legitamacy of the war. They have conscribtion into their military, so everyone is either a solider or a spy in Isreal. They are more worried about did they kill enough Lebonnese fast enough to chalk this one up as a victory or a stalemate? Well lets go to the boards to find out.
Israel: 122
UN: 4
Canada: 8
Lebanon: 1000
From coffin counter

I'm going to call it a win for Israel, for a second I thought Canada might pull through, but that fourth quart interception shut them down.

The insight that I had when reading this article was how the US is in a war with Iran right now, albiet by proxy of the Isreals use of US bought armaments and Lebannons use of Iraninan arms.

Israelis also fear there has been damage done to their relationship with the United States, where some may complain that the Israelis were given time to clobber Hezbollah and did not get the job done.

But I have a tought time swallowing that Lebbanon is using Iranian arms since the so called rockets they are using are similar to the ones built on the Mythbusters television program. They are just a sort of super estes model that you built as a kid.

Right now as I write this is is a protest going on in San Francisco over the US-Israel war on Palistine. And the helicopters are out in force as well tracking the movements of and location of people who descent.

Why am I so numb to this stuff?

2006-08-11T14:16:00.000-07:00

Read this article over at the NY times about how shocked people were to discover that liquid could be used as a weapon. Has none of these people seen what happens when you poor petrol onto a fire. I wonder if they think the modern bomb has red sticks of dynamite and a old bedside alarmclock with wires sticking out. If a terrorist so determined why don't they go train up there men to do basic surgery. Implant a surgical balloon full of what ever they want into the cavity of some of their guys. Install a stint to insert a fuse into it a boom and walking bomb.

Or maybe just sort of a thing they do with cattle, a fistulated terrorist?

Threat level yellow?

2006-08-10T09:37:00.000-07:00

The treat level has gone to yellow, HELLO? Who was the semantic genius to think that yellow would represent danger. Instead it just shows fear, as in the saying "What are ya Yellow?" Which the point of terrorsim.

Code Red or Severe for flights originating in the United Kingdom bound for the United States
Code Orange or High for all commercial aviation operating in or destined for the United States.
The rest of the country remains at Code Yellow

Today some people allegedly tried to blow up some British people. As I was told by a park ranger at in Seattle when I tried to video tape the Hiram M. Chittenden Locks lock there? "Terrorism is not a laughing matter." which is a tough lesson to take from a man wearing a park ranger sombrero.

Statistic: 1 out of 3 Americans believe that the United States government either had something to do with 9/11 or had a prior knowledge and choose to use it as a spring board into a war. And then you were even more likely to have this belief if you received your news via an independent source and not through the corporate news channels. So when I read about an attack foiled by Scotland Yard or MI5 or is it MI6 I don't remember, my gut instinct (which is the instinct all true patriots should follow since our God loving president uses it like a weatherman uses NOAA) tell me to be a wee suspect with these foiled cases.

The point of terrorism is to install terror and fear, not to kill people that is the job of governments. So by reacting we already lose. It sort of like a zen koan. So the correct reaction would be to carry on (no pun intended) like nothing happened. We caught the boys smoking in the boysroom, no need to punish all those fine ladies who want to take lotion on a plane or the men who want to take lotion on the plane, because If I can not masturbate in a lavatory on a plane while I am flogging to New Zealand then the terrorist have won.

the pic of Ranger Smith is done by John K, an awesome man too horney for his own good

Who coined the word "Netroots"

2006-08-09T10:31:00.000-07:00

I was just reading the article (link) by Joe Garofoli, Chronicle Staff Writer about Lieberman's loss in Connecticut. Joe Garofoli sites the Netroots effort for Ned Lamont's win over Lieberman. My question is who coined this term Netroots. It sounds like a bad reggae band from Idaho or maybe its an marketing term to describe the brand efficiency on the street. "Marc Ecko's netroots rose slightly over Sean John after today's rash of BNE stickering around the city" Anyway I hope this meme dies quickly.
Personally if I lived in Connecticut, which I don't, I wouldn't know who to vote for. Lieberman who backs Bush's war would not be my number one pick. I would also have a tough time voting for a media mogul like Lamont. I am sure he supports the cracking down on copyright laws instead of modernizing them to fit today's culture. A man who can blow $4 million in a campaign, isn't living in the world that I am living in. He will just be another corporate drone, giving power to an entity, by taking it away from the people. This is why I think the race was so close.

Lanny Davis, a former special counsel to President Bill Clinton and a Lieberman supporter, complained Tuesday about anti-Lieberman comments he found on liberal blogs. "I came to believe that we liberals couldn't possibly be so intolerant and hateful," he wrote in the Wall Street Journal. "Now, in the closing days of the Lieberman campaign, I have reluctantly concluded that I was wrong."

I don't think the people of Connecticut should be tolerant of someone that supports a war based on lies. These are the sort of emotions that a party that has been pointed to for not having a backbone needs. I wouldn't call it intolerance and hatefulness, that sort of defines a bigot. I would say that the people of Connecticut are standing up and showing that they tenacity to fight the republican who are the real people who are intolerant and hateful.

A Delicious Dish with Brian Wantanabe

2006-08-07T22:13:00.000-07:00

Chef Brian Wantanabe, premiere headchef at Spokane's fabulous Hotel Victor, is not afraid to mix his cultural heritage with some good old eastern Washington cooking. Being a chef has allowed Brain to tour most of our fine state. He cut his teeth in Moses lake, where his father was a short order cook and Louanne's diner. "Being a child of an immigrant gives you a fabulous glimpse into the greatness of the United States" Brian told our reporter over drinks at the Victory Gardens, where he and his chef buddies like to hangout after a long day in the kitchen. " I never wanted to be a chef. I had always dreamed of being a airplane pilot" but after doctors diagnosed him with congenital heart problems chef Wantanabe's dreams were grounded. "I had to find something else to keep my mind off of my problems and after my father died I sort of fell into this line of work." After Moses Lake, Brian attended the School of Culinary Arts in Seattle. He has been a line cook at Pasta Moderna and then was headchef at Supra. "I had wanted to get out of Seattle and move closer to my mother now that she is getting older" As fate would have it at a restaurant convention in Vancouver, Canada, Brian met his future boss Doug LaSalle. Doug has been the manager of Hotel Victor for almost a decade and has seen the good and the bad of Spokane. "For a while there, before I hired Brian, I had a tough time getting anyone to work in the kitchen that wasn't cranked out of their mind on meth." Luckily for Doug, Brian is a born again Christian and has no room for drugs when he has Jesus in his life. "I love food almost as much as I love Jesus."
One of his favorite dishes is Halibut with a whiskey-onion reduction served with waffle chips and a single crayfish. " I just can't get enough of it, I would eat it everynight if Doug would let me."
Ingredients

1/2 c Seasoned bread crumbs	1 tb Honey
4 Halibut filets	1/2 ts Arrowroot
1 tb Olive oil	1/4 ts Garlic powder
1/2 c Pineapple juice	1/8 ts Cayenne pepper
3 ts Whiskey Sauce

Instructions
Directions: Coat the halibut in the bread crumbs, shaking off excess crumbs. In a large skillet heat the olive oil until hot. Saute the halibut until golden, about 4 minutes. In a small bowl, whisk together the pineapple juice, teriyaki sauce, honey, arrowroot, garlic powder, and cayenne pepper. Add the sauce to the pan and cover. Allow to simmer for 3-4 minutes until halibut is cooked through and sauce is thickened.

L.A Times Article about GGW.

2006-08-06T19:26:00.001-07:00

Read the article here.
Why was there no mention of Cocaine? He's behavior sounds like the stories told by Charlie Murphy about Rick James. "I'm Joe Francis, Bitch!" In my untrained opinion Joe Francis is either or could be both a coke head or have a bad case of reactive attachment disorder. See how many on this list were talked about in the article. He might also be suffering from PTSD, being made to act like a Iraqi detainee, stuffing his own butt and all.

Ignoring the two policemen who hovered a few yards away, he tiptoed past them to stand over me. He rubbed my shoulder. His gestures were oddly gentleÂeven fond. I felt sick.

"I'm sorry," he said, reaching over to tousle my hair. "We love our little reporter. Don't we guys? We love our little reporter."

I stared down at the dirt as he whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry, baby, give me a kiss. Give me a kiss."

When I read this part I totally thought of the George Bush the German Chancellor at the G8 summit. I wonder if this is what George was like when he was on coke, back in college. I also think that G. W. Bush might also suffer from reactive attachment among other things.

The main picture is also priceless. He looks like a 30-something wacked out on coke and dancing with non-GGW material.
Found this article via Boingboing. Thanks

Dog at Window

2006-08-06T17:46:00.000-07:00

Dog at Window
Originally uploaded by Henningsen3.

Some dumb blonde in the apartment across from where I am staying here in San Francisco put her poor dog out on the ledge of her 4th floor apartment, while she cleaned the floor or something. I thought maybe i should call the animal cops of S.F. and get on Animal Planet.

Strange encounters on 3rd Street.

2006-08-06T12:38:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I attended Matthew Barneys feature length film Drawing Restraint 9 which I will post about here. The strange encounter happened on my way to the film

Back when I was working at Avis in Montana I had a passenger on my shuttle bus. She was about 60 years of age. I want to say that she was Cuban, but she was from Latin America. She had worked at Los Alamos for the United States. Working on who knows what sort of fucked up project. She was very nice and the reason that I remember her is that we had a heart to heart on the bus. The thing I mostly remember about out conversation is that she said the as an American we have been brought up to either be a spy or a soldier. She also told me to stay in Montana and raise a family. She was the only person that I gave a ride to that hugged me. So I do think of her from time to time, because she was so insistent and I felt that we had a connection.

So flash forward about a year or so and I am walking down 3rd street to the MOMA and I am pretty sure I saw this woman. She was with a man in his 30s shave/bald head carrying a Macy's bag. She was dressed in a beige outfit. We passed on the street and my heart started to pick up pace, because I was shocked to see her again. When I turned around to look at her again she had turned around at that exact moment and looked at me. I am kicking myself for not going back and asking her is she us to work at Los Alamos. Maybe if I keep her in my memory she will appear again.

Dream from August 3 2006.

2006-08-03T13:52:00.000-07:00

This was then end of a series of dreams from last night. This one being last of that series therfore more details.

I was at a Italian resort, was a bit older than I am now. I was meeting with some old high school friends. We were in the pool, but were at a table with chairs. There was a decision made among us that we were going to get blind drunk. I awoke the next morning in the pool. Not remembering a thing except the decision to get wasted. I looked at my arm and noticed that I had a tattoo. It almost looked like a club stamp the morning after sort of faded, but it was a tattoo. It was black thin and viney, it ran the length of my forearm around my shoulder to my back were it went down the other arm. Some of the leaves on the vine were made out of script, but I could not decypher, what it said. The part on my back was full of lines and could of been a heart or a face of an animal. I asked the bartender or concierge what happened. He went off about "Beaner" who I had a priori of. He said that he was infatuaded with a girl that was in the party. I explained that I could not judge these girls, because I had grown up with them. I thought that this "beaner" was homosexual, but i guess not. I then got back into the pool and practiced my american crawl. I was trying to raise my head at the right time and trying to monitor my breathing. I also wanted to submerge my face less making it easier to swim. My arm movement was also improved, it seemed to cut the water easier than usual.

My First CA Earthquake

2006-08-02T21:30:00.000-07:00

I just experienced my first California earthquake, 4.4 in magnitude. Didn't last more than a second or two. Here is the details and here is a pic

Posting as suggested by Troy

2006-08-01T13:51:00.000-07:00

Before I left for California, I was sitting in my parents kitchen and the neighbor boys were playing guns in the yard next to the window were I was sitting. As they were shooting up the neighborhood, I noticed that their gun noises had stopped and they where now in deep conversation, being bored I tuned into hear what 6 year old boys talk about.
Boy 1: "Sometimes when girls get really happy they like to get naked with each other."
Boy 2: "2 Girls can't get married." (Even though one of his aunts is a lesbian)
Boy 1: "Sometimes mommys and daddys get naked"
Boy 2: "What would you do if had to kiss a girl"
Boy 1: "I saw a movie and the boy kissed the girl like this. (kisses boy 2 on the forehead)
Boy 2: "Wipe your lips".
Boy 1: "I can't believe we kissed"
Boy 2: "Lets go, Ka pow." (Runs off to kill the unseen enemy.)

Cucklold

2006-08-01T13:00:00.000-07:00

Cucklold
Originally uploaded by Henningsen3.

I painted this right after I was made a Cuckold. Started our as sort of cathartic release, but then I discovered the connection between Mercury and the Rooster. So then it was more about the symbolism of the rooster and not so much about being a cuckold.