Self Inflicted Wound

Why oh why did I have to drink all 2 full glasses of wine last night? That’s pretty much half a glass too much for my limit. Oh no, I didn’t throw up or anything but I was dizzy and babbling. LOL. Thank god, I booze up like that only at home. But I deserve it. This week has been a roller coaster ride at work. I survived the once-a-month Tuesday from Hell, the day we prep for our monthly board meeting. It was usually painless, but with Celeste moved up the corporate ladder, I had to fill the void....
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So you’ve found me

In the news recently, it was reported that potential employers are now starting to google the names of their candidates to see what all pops up. Then they can use the information found, may it be the person’s site, blog, or comments posted elsewhere, to help with their hiring decisions. Well, am I screwed because I’m out and about in the Webosphere? Google me and you’ll find this blog among other things. You’ll find my post on Omidyar during Katrina as I was trying to help out. You’ll find comments I have sent to Thailand’s newspapers. You’ll find my day...
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Wednesday madness

Don’t have time to get into all the details now but here’s one funny nugget. It’s Farmers Market day in Downtown LA. So Celeste asked me to read off the ingredients from a recipe so she could create a grocery list. Me: One pound button mushrooms. Celeste: Button mushrooms? Which ones are those? Me: The round, white kind. You know, the regular ones. Celeste: Oh. Okay. Me: One head garlic. An onion. Celeste: What kind of onion. Me: Chopped. Heh. Now I have to compile my list. Company potluck is Friday so we’re getting our ingredients today....
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The Sweetest Thing

A quote from this morning’s “Weird News” story about a cat who stowed away on a fertilizer truck through US-Canada border: “She’s the sweetest illegal immigrant we’ve ever met.” That reminds me of my high school year book where Don Culkins wrote: “You’re the best import ever.” Yes. Some dude really did write that. LOL. Don and I hung out during the musical production of “Carousel” where I was working as crew and he was one of the non-theater guys that got dragged into the show as chorus by other friends. We weren’t close but, as high school theater participants...
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Go where no man has gone before

A conversation over the weekend with Brandon and his coworker Erik somehow got to Jeri Ryan and her freaky Senator-wannabe ex-husband and how he took her to sex clubs and wanted her to get all kinky with it and have sex with him in the clubs. “Screw the sexy outfits. All I need is Jeri Ryan in her borg suit, man. Now, THAT’s hot. Seriously. Just fuck me in the astrometrics lab and that’s all I want.” Erik has spoken....
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