Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Friday, April 11, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
palm reading
i will live to be 88, a long healthy life.
i will have twins, boys. both happy.
my last name will be known by many.
i will have something to do with justice, seeking justice.
the letters r and j have special significance for me, as well as the number 33.
i will have twins, boys. both happy.
my last name will be known by many.
i will have something to do with justice, seeking justice.
the letters r and j have special significance for me, as well as the number 33.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
recommendations
shows: lost, the wire. you need to watch these dvds at all costs.
food and beverage: cortaditos with no sugar, salads
music: check out joell ortiz. dude spits hot fire. he can rap for more than 125 bars straight thought with tight lyrics. he wrote a letter to obama freestyle.
movies: the bank job was a great popcorn flick..stay tuned for IRONMAN coming out in a month.
eccentric billionare of the month (he's kinda the shit):
http://www.charlierose.com/shows/2008/04/01/1/a-conversation-with-ted-turner
food and beverage: cortaditos with no sugar, salads
music: check out joell ortiz. dude spits hot fire. he can rap for more than 125 bars straight thought with tight lyrics. he wrote a letter to obama freestyle.
movies: the bank job was a great popcorn flick..stay tuned for IRONMAN coming out in a month.
eccentric billionare of the month (he's kinda the shit):
http://www.charlierose.com/shows/2008/04/01/1/a-conversation-with-ted-turner
good vibrations
i went to the beach and basked in the sun
sprawled on a towel and soaked in the sea
ate chocolate and drank soda water
had a couple squares and called it a day
sprawled on a towel and soaked in the sea
ate chocolate and drank soda water
had a couple squares and called it a day
Friday, March 28, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
back from the edge
i recently got bad news. through no fault of my own, i was gonna be fired.
downsized. let go. shit-canned. given the ol' pink slip. well, today, a stay of execution,
the grand old supreme court of the
magnificant state of florida extended my
temporary certification to practice law. it was a close call,
and i am not out of the woods yet, as "the others" may still want
to rake me over the coals in a kafka-esque inquisition. but for the moment,
i gots my jobby-job back and i will be representing traffic gangstas
in a court of law near you next week. i am taking this week off, pending my reassignment. this is good because i can turn my
full attension to tending bar at
the aformentioned world music conference.
it promises to provide house music of varying degrees
of annoyingness, as well as lots of eurotrash and exotic beauties.
downsized. let go. shit-canned. given the ol' pink slip. well, today, a stay of execution,
the grand old supreme court of the
magnificant state of florida extended my
temporary certification to practice law. it was a close call,
and i am not out of the woods yet, as "the others" may still want
to rake me over the coals in a kafka-esque inquisition. but for the moment,
i gots my jobby-job back and i will be representing traffic gangstas
in a court of law near you next week. i am taking this week off, pending my reassignment. this is good because i can turn my
full attension to tending bar at
the aformentioned world music conference.
it promises to provide house music of varying degrees
of annoyingness, as well as lots of eurotrash and exotic beauties.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
getting older
i have always had a good imagination, i always loved to read,
and i am a first-class daydreamer. one cool
thing about getting older is going through the memories of my life
like the chapters and pages of a book.
it is amazing what comes back to you randomly.
some days i wake up and feel like a 5 year old, sometimes 16 sometimes
20 sometimes foreshadowing of 50.
how old will you be tommorrow?
and i am a first-class daydreamer. one cool
thing about getting older is going through the memories of my life
like the chapters and pages of a book.
it is amazing what comes back to you randomly.
some days i wake up and feel like a 5 year old, sometimes 16 sometimes
20 sometimes foreshadowing of 50.
how old will you be tommorrow?
zen
this site has some good tips, nothing you haven't heard before, but it is a good reminder how to keep things in perspective, and relax a little bit:
http://zenhabits.net/2008/03/flip-your-karma-8-tricks-to-turn-the-bad-into-the-awesome/
http://zenhabits.net/2008/03/flip-your-karma-8-tricks-to-turn-the-bad-into-the-awesome/
Monday, March 3, 2008
update
this year hasn't quite lived up to my aspirations of unbridled success and accolades.
(not quite ready to call bullshit on "the secret" but they forgot to mention
the part where it takes forever).
it seems to be a year of small succcesses eked out one at a time.
my plate is quite full at the moment but like a
surrounded general i fight on.
yes, dear reader, i am in the shit, but i am heavily armed and i struggle hard.
mistakes made, lessons learned, and other shoes dangling precipitiously,
i forge on.
i don't think i got scammed on ebay (even though i thought i did when the title for the truck i bought was delayed almost 2 months, i fired off a demand letter and everything).
i didn't burn my apartment down in a drunken frozen pizza bake
(even though my smoke detector batteries were dead, and i really wanted that pizza).
i won a trial last week (a bench trial, not quite as pimp as a full jury affair).
my florida vacation was amazing, wrestling alligators in the everglades, kicking it with the family unit in key west.
winter music conference is coming. for those who don't know,
1000's of electronic music fans decend
on miami for a week-long debauch. it should be wild.
(not quite ready to call bullshit on "the secret" but they forgot to mention
the part where it takes forever).
it seems to be a year of small succcesses eked out one at a time.
my plate is quite full at the moment but like a
surrounded general i fight on.
yes, dear reader, i am in the shit, but i am heavily armed and i struggle hard.
mistakes made, lessons learned, and other shoes dangling precipitiously,
i forge on.
i don't think i got scammed on ebay (even though i thought i did when the title for the truck i bought was delayed almost 2 months, i fired off a demand letter and everything).
i didn't burn my apartment down in a drunken frozen pizza bake
(even though my smoke detector batteries were dead, and i really wanted that pizza).
i won a trial last week (a bench trial, not quite as pimp as a full jury affair).
my florida vacation was amazing, wrestling alligators in the everglades, kicking it with the family unit in key west.
winter music conference is coming. for those who don't know,
1000's of electronic music fans decend
on miami for a week-long debauch. it should be wild.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
four seasons brunch
when jay z rapped about eating four seasons brunch
i honestly didn't know what all the fuss was about.
well, color me enlightened.
wallet lightened, true, but fuck, man, now i know how the
other half lives for real.
i started with a mimosa, and proceded to the cheeses.
brie, blue cheese, and a lot of other
cheeses i don't even know yet were sampled,
along with deicious varieties of olives and other comestibles.
impeccably prepared chiviche, squid and shrimp salad,
prawns, stone crab claws,
sushi, and dim sum made the cut for plate two.
i was feeling good, but not sated, not by a long shot.
as i slaked my thirst with a long drink of ice water,
i felt a sudden hungering for
traditional midwestern breakfast fare.
thick rashers of center cut bacon
and french toast with maple syrup along with melon,
rasberries,
blackberries, and blueberries left me feeling right.
but not for long. breakfast and lunch were handled,
and that can only mean one thing.
it was dinner time.
as i made my way towards the prime rib,
the rack of lamb was callin me, man.
i made a game time decision.
i am pleased to report, i picked the winning horse in that race.
accompanying the lamb in the dinner trifecta was snap peas in butter,
and a bowl of seafood and plantain
chowder that made me almost come in my pants.
considering the gravity of that last sentiment,
i felt it was time to to sit back,
loosen the belt a couple notches and take a long hard look at myself.
was this unbridled gluttoney always there, just beneath the surface?
i decided that i really did not care.
strong black coffee got my mind right,
and steeled my determination.
i wanted something sweet! when i saw the willy wonka confections
in the dessert room,my endocrine system released
a massive endorphine rush.
combined with the sublime presentation and colors,
i felt like i was halucinating.
i powered through and finished strong with rasberry cheesecake, and two other deserts that words simply
cannot do justice.
another cup and a half of the rich black coffee rounded
out the meal.
the service was off the charts, the silverware changed
with each re up.
glasses never empty.
five stars.
food coma certified.
do yourself a favor. you deserve it, little buddies.
i honestly didn't know what all the fuss was about.
well, color me enlightened.
wallet lightened, true, but fuck, man, now i know how the
other half lives for real.
i started with a mimosa, and proceded to the cheeses.
brie, blue cheese, and a lot of other
cheeses i don't even know yet were sampled,
along with deicious varieties of olives and other comestibles.
impeccably prepared chiviche, squid and shrimp salad,
prawns, stone crab claws,
sushi, and dim sum made the cut for plate two.
i was feeling good, but not sated, not by a long shot.
as i slaked my thirst with a long drink of ice water,
i felt a sudden hungering for
traditional midwestern breakfast fare.
thick rashers of center cut bacon
and french toast with maple syrup along with melon,
rasberries,
blackberries, and blueberries left me feeling right.
but not for long. breakfast and lunch were handled,
and that can only mean one thing.
it was dinner time.
as i made my way towards the prime rib,
the rack of lamb was callin me, man.
i made a game time decision.
i am pleased to report, i picked the winning horse in that race.
accompanying the lamb in the dinner trifecta was snap peas in butter,
and a bowl of seafood and plantain
chowder that made me almost come in my pants.
considering the gravity of that last sentiment,
i felt it was time to to sit back,
loosen the belt a couple notches and take a long hard look at myself.
was this unbridled gluttoney always there, just beneath the surface?
i decided that i really did not care.
strong black coffee got my mind right,
and steeled my determination.
i wanted something sweet! when i saw the willy wonka confections
in the dessert room,my endocrine system released
a massive endorphine rush.
combined with the sublime presentation and colors,
i felt like i was halucinating.
i powered through and finished strong with rasberry cheesecake, and two other deserts that words simply
cannot do justice.
another cup and a half of the rich black coffee rounded
out the meal.
the service was off the charts, the silverware changed
with each re up.
glasses never empty.
five stars.
food coma certified.
do yourself a favor. you deserve it, little buddies.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
violence
it feels like this is gonna be a violent year. here are some clips that tipped me off, enjoy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3K-mrlYG7Y&eurl=http://thebiglead.com/
http://forums.phishhook.com/viewtopic.php?t=664613
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3K-mrlYG7Y&eurl=http://thebiglead.com/
http://forums.phishhook.com/viewtopic.php?t=664613
Friday, January 4, 2008
a few days in
a few days in and this year seems to be on the up and up. obama rep'd hard in the iowa causcuses, and on a personal level,
my resolutions are on point:
1. be cigarette free for a year-only 360 days to go!
2. be nicer to folks- especially bums, i'm gonna implement a change for booze 501c3.
3. buy property- this one contingent on winning a lottery or finding a really special #4(see below)
4. let some excellent female bask in my awesome prescence (get a girlfriend- accepting applications)
5. quit saying "bro" so much. god, it is so annoying, i say it way too much, its the miami verbal crutch. it sounds so classless and stupid. man, dude, homeskillit, home slice, main, broseph, broham, homes, ace, and champ are all gonna get a heavier rotation to pick up the slack.
my resolutions are on point:
1. be cigarette free for a year-only 360 days to go!
2. be nicer to folks- especially bums, i'm gonna implement a change for booze 501c3.
3. buy property- this one contingent on winning a lottery or finding a really special #4(see below)
4. let some excellent female bask in my awesome prescence (get a girlfriend- accepting applications)
5. quit saying "bro" so much. god, it is so annoying, i say it way too much, its the miami verbal crutch. it sounds so classless and stupid. man, dude, homeskillit, home slice, main, broseph, broham, homes, ace, and champ are all gonna get a heavier rotation to pick up the slack.
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