altering reality one mind at a time - love & other drugs -  photograph by Victoria Heilweil 2004



LOVE

people
bag of raison
cho blog
espace quelconque
learn swedish
myomusings
peace of cake
secret simon
stuffed animals
sweet pea soup
trabaca
try not to panic
where's matt?

surf
xkcd
presurfer
postsecret
paste for dinner
overheard
advocate

play
jay is games
just letters
lego club


OTHER DRUGS

nostalgia
feed
about me
markart


contact

mycalls
-AT-
loveandotherdrugs
-DOT-
com





cash is good, but i accept presents too




Locations of visitors to this page


so z-list that
i'm almost cool
















altering reality
one mind at a time


2002-10-31 
 

juvenile pork

OK, a friend was talking about the stock market and I guess that's something you can actually invest in. I didn't believe him so I went and did a search on it. Didn't come up with anything, though I did find Hogs Mixed Amid A Plethora Of Market Factors. Amazing what you can find on the web.

Speaking of amazing...I am COMPLETELY addicted to yet another reality game show: The Amazing Race. G gets so annoyed by these things, but he must love me VERY much because he sat through a whole episode last night and didn't whine. (unlike Flo who needs to take a reality pill...why would someone so wimpy sign up for something that she KNOWS was going to involve scary challenges?) I'm routing for both sets of brothers: the wonder twins AND the odd couple.


* posted by me at 1:38 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-29 
 
strange

I have a feeling today would be better spent at the beach, but then that goes without saying, doesn't it? Had a rather strange dream last night. Have a vauge idea what it means, but wish I could remember more of it.

* posted by me at 2:41 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-27 
 
apartment hunt

A weekend of semi-stressfull apartment hunting was just given a soothing end with a most wonderful jacuzzi at Hug's place. (We're once again catsitting and getting to enjoy the amenities.)

Anyone know of a 1 to 2 Bedroom in Duboce Triangle/Buena Vista going for 1800 or less? (parking preffered, but not a deal breaker) Cats should be an option. Purrrrr.

* posted by me at 11:59 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-25 
 
steak and potatoes

Went over Vyvianka and Scott's last night for a surprise dinner of yumminess. (Not surprised that Vyvianka cooks well, just was surprised at being fed since I thought we'd be grabbing take-out.) Interesting conversation ensued. That's been happening a lot lately. Nice.

In other news. It's a hit! I received an e-mail from Phoenix with an alternate link to strange kitten's singing. How can you not love them? Or the guru?

* posted by me at 7:18 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-23 
 
foreshocked

Getting back into work has been pretty hellish the past two days, but I won't bore you with details. Suffice it to say that working in a Provincetown bookstore suddenly became a little daydream of mine that won't quite go away. Perhaps this is a foreschock of greater turbulence ahead? A mid 30's crisis? (I know. I've got a few years before I hit 35, but I've always been a step or two ahead of my peer group.)

In happier news, my day was brightened by a little glimpse into what happens when music, myth, and meows collide. Many thanks to Michelle for letting a little laughter into a hectic day. (And if you like that, check out the rest of the site.)

Things got even better this evening when I chatted with M who let me babble on about everything and nothing. And even better when I got to catch up with J who's always good for an interesting chat. I've missed him and am glad he's back in SF...for however long it happens to be.

And now I hear G's car driving up outside, and all is right in my little world.

* posted by me at 10:16 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-22 
 
wonderful

Vacation is over, and I never did get back onto the computer so here's a brief synopsis.

Wednesday: Had a wonderful evening with Bob in Easton.
Thursday: Had a wonderful evening with T n' T in New Hampshire.
Friday: Had a wonderful evening with Chris, Kerry and James in Quincy.
Saturday and Sunday: Had a wonderful weekend with Mark down the Cape.
Sunday night: Had a wonderful evening with the family.

The names have not been changed to protect the innocent because there is no need. I shall continue this trend moving forward into the future.

Provincetown calls to me right now. A perfect place to be far away from the madness that is Massachusetts, yet close enough to stop feeling so damn far away. If you hear of any openings for a couple of building managers there, let me know. G and I are definitely available for the position.

* posted by me at 2:58 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-15 
 
kung foo fighting

OK, so yesterday was really fun. We visited Sturbridge Village, which might seem boring to some, but is the sort of thing that G loooooves. (and while I've been there several times before, I always learn something new and enjoy just meandering about) It was a beautiful fall day: just cold enough to let you know that winter's on its way, but warm enough in the sun to be outside for long periods appreciating the crispness. The kind of New England day that I've really missed living out in San Francisco.

Today was all about work: airport, mall, and then shopping...have I mentioned lately that I have a pretty cool job? Snapshot of the day. I'm driving back into Boston with JD and Dylan's mom and we're all laughing hysterically because we can't stop singing Kung Foo Fighting. (which got stuck in our heads thanks to one of those silly hamsters with the nun-chucks) I like that I get to laugh with the people I work with.

Later on G came and joined us for dinner, which was nice; especially since he really makes a good impression on people and my director hadn't met him yet. I'd love him even if he didn't, but he always does. It's strange because when people tell me how wonderful he is, I always feel as if they'd said it about me. It's a bit like pride, but I know that I haven't had that great an effect on his ability to "play well with others". He met me after managing quite well for over 30 years all by himself, so it's not like I had anything to do with it, but I still feel like they're complementing me. My superego says that it's not a little codependent to feel this way, but then my nonfreudian iswaswillbe comes out and says, "If it make's you happy, it can't be that bad." Or was that Sheryl Crow?

* posted by me at 11:53 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-13 
 
bleary

Stayed up until about 4 this morning drinking beer and catching up with Dude. This made getting up this morning for brunch a bit difficult, but very worthwhile. Got a chance to see all of the M's in one go...and ate YUMMY food. From french toast to traditional middle eastern dishes. M and K are both doing well. Wish I'd been a bit more awake though - sorta feel like I missed out on some interesting catching up conversation due to a fuzzy head.

In other news, today is G and my 2 year anniversary. Going to stop typing now and see if he wants to go for a little drive.

* posted by me at 6:00 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-12 
 
teeny tiny text

I'm sitting at my dad's computer and just checked my site. (something I try to do every time I get onto a different computer) THE TEXT IS TINY! So I'm going to try to up it one point and see if that works. I know, boring. You want to hear about the flight and how G and I blew up at each other this time. You want drama!

A bit of history for those left in the dark by that last remark. G and I get along while travelling...with the exception of travel involving an airplane. I get all wacked out before that boarding pass is in my hand and G, who is never the most prompt fellow at the best of times, starts to concentrate on just about anything but actually getting ready to leave. This causes me to become more wacked out, which causes him to become even less concerned with getting ready. And so on, and so on...in a viscious circle often ending in some of our least happy moments. Worse yet, the argument started by this nasty cycle has often encroached upon the start of our trip itself as it can take a day or two to stop spinning as I continue to be my project manager self and G continues to concentrate on anything but the problem at hand. Which explains why we so happily drove to Vegas for C and K's wedding. Strangely enough, our differing personality types do pretty well on long car trips...especially if there's an In-N-Out Burger somewhere along the line. Throw an airplane into the mix though...POW! Fireworks ensue.

Not so much this time. Relationships do evolve, and this flight wasn't too bad. Maybe it gets easier when you start to accept that your partner is going to act in a certain way and don't let it bunge you up so much. I'll admit that we still haven't perfected the process, but we were on speaking terms the entire flight. In fact, we started talking again before the cab even made it to the airport! (On a prior flight, we ended up very happily switching seats in order to not sit next to each other.) And, because we were actually talking, I learned something that made me very happy inside. He feels the same way about takeoff as I do. The most dangerous part of the flight, sure, but also the most thrilling and the one that makes the ticket price worth it.

Onward and Upward!

* posted by me at 11:04 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-11 
 
leaving, on a jet plane

We're 2 short hours away from our flight across the country. I've been running around all morning trying to remember what it is I'm forgetting to pack. I hate this part. I like the part after the boarding pass is in my hand and I can let my mind go numb. My fear of flying has nothing to do with crashes and such, just of missing the flight or being unprepared. Takeoff and landing are just bonuses to me that I get to enjoy for the price of the flight. Looking out the windows at the earth far below is always a thrill.

Missing the flight is a nightmare that hasn't happened but I fear almost every time I fly. It's a money issue for me. I know this because when I fly for business and I don't have a coworker on the same flight, I have no fear. If I miss the flight, so what? It's not my money. I'm not keeping anyone waiting and it can't affect my job.

When it is my money, watch out! Hyper Mike takes over and you better not dilly dally!

Next post will be from the east coast!

* posted by me at 1:47 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-10 
 
running up that hill

For as long as I can remember, Peter Gabriel's Solsbury Hill has held some deep meaning for me. Sitting in traffic the other day, I realized that it was definitely a song I want to have played at my funeral...probably a typical request, but I'll be dead and won't care about being ultra-fashionable at that point.

Now don't get all freaky on me, I'm not planning on letting that happen anytime soon. Still too much to learn here before moving on to the next level. In fact, I've often had it play during other significant moments as I finished off one of this life's challenges and moved on to the next, and I have a feeling one of those is right around the corner. Onward and Upward!

* posted by me at 2:13 AM

(0) comments



2002-10-09 
 
tired silly

Very tired tonight, been working since 4 this morning and need to just sit down and vegitate for the remainder of the evening.

Talk amongst your selves. I'll give you a topic: the cutest kitten in the world.

Note: sillydude.com boasts much junk, but many treasures too. Worth it if you can manage to ignore the persnickety ads that keep popping up.

* posted by me at 1:47 AM

(0) comments



2002-10-08 
 
memories of a k car

i remember naming him scree because of the high pitched sound he made when starting up on a cold morning

i remember a hot summer night driving up and down route 1 in southern maine looking for a pizza hut that didn't exist

i remember slamming into the subway parking lot and catching air as we bumped over the curb I hadn't seen, stopping just a few inches short of the plate glass and the surprised look on the cashiers face

i remember making a mix tape as a magic charm...it would help me repay the loan i took for the car

i remember cruising around the south shore, all of us squashed in, my makeshift speaker on heather's lap in the back seat blaring out alternative music...back when it really was

i remember driving through darkened neighborhoods in boston with ann doing my job as a secret shopper for d'angelos and coming out of the closet to a friend for the first time

i remember taking the marshfield exit too fast on a rainy day and doing a 360 over the median strip...carrie next to me gasping,"oooh, mike!" and jen's reflection in the rear view mirror, raising a shaking arm to her mouth, desperate for one last drag of the cigarette before we all died...but we didn't

i remember sitting in the parking lot behind colonial court fishbowling with friends and laughing as if nothing else had ever been so funny

i remember following a trail of cars down the cape for a funeral, the one where they read my favorite version of the poem do not stand at my grave and weep

i remember selling the car and being so glad to rid myself of the boat in exchange for a zippy new thing...

but sometimes the journey is the whole point

and i'm glad i remember

* posted by me at 12:38 AM

(0) comments



2002-10-06 
 
the wheel world

G and I spent Saturday in an old Victorian which acts as an annex of the Zen Center. There was a day long retreat during which we used a medicine wheel, meditated, practiced yoga and talked about our own personal spirituality. It was a pretty cool experience and one I'm glad we shared together. G and I both hold an eclectic view of spirituality which includes the worship of the universe while out in it vs. sitting in a pew. Thinking outside the box as it were. This was a nice opportunity to reaffirm that.

My goal for the upcoming vacation is to make sure there's some time to just stand on the beach and stare out at the ocean.

* posted by me at 9:46 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-04 
 
cats in the cradle

all work and no play make mike a dull boy

This week, many things happened, but they mostly involved work and wouldn't be very interesting to the world at large. In 30 words or less... sales deck, but no bleached teeth, doing it on my own and working way too late, little sister and 80's model agree: lets take over the company and retire early

Outside of work, G's finger had a run in with a glass that just refused to be washed. I'll leave out the details, but they were bloody and a quick trip to the doctor happened this afternoon during which a finger splint and much bandaging was applied. G's fine, but needs to keep the hand dry and wrapped up over the weekend and then go back in Monday for a followup. Zoicks!

After getting G bandaged up, we stopped in at Tiffany's to look at rolling rings, which are the ones we've decided made sense for us at this stage. But as the nice saleswoman told us, the store will no longer carry them and they'd already sold out of the sizes we wanted. She tried to interest us in several other rings instead, but none of them really caught our attention. I figure it's the universe telling us to stop back in at the Giving Tree Gallery while we're spending time down the Cape and look at the rings we were originally considering, but weren't quite ready to purchase. (We can always wrap them up in a little blue box of our own if we want to.)

* posted by me at 10:49 PM

(0) comments



2002-10-02 
 
the next generation

My inner geek is excited to see that Star Trek Nemesis has a website. Looks like it could be a good one! Wondering if it's really the last shout for the next generation crew and if this means a movie with the Voyager crew is up next. Overall, Voyager has been my favorite Trek in the series. Might be the storylines, but probably has more to do with the many evenings I sat in front of the tv with Bunny G waiting for the opening credits to roll.

* posted by me at 12:59 AM

(0) comments



2002-10-01 
 


Started the weekend off at
Henry Coe State Park. Fires in the Morgan Hill area gave us skies covered in smoke and extra chilly weather. Had an odd dream that night about a kitten playing inside the tent with us who ended up scaring away a gang of invading raccoons. The next morning, G found bobcat tracks right outside the tent as well as racoon prints on the handle of the car door. The subconsious mind is a mysterious thing.

Because of the extra chilly weather and constant smell of smoke we decided that hiking in to a new site within the park might not be as ultra enjoyable as planned so we set off for Big Basin. Breathtaking. We ended up in the Sempervirens campground at a really great site amongst the redwoods. Our little tent under all the tall trees made us feel like elves in some magical land. While on a hike on one of the many trails, we found a huge tree stump worn by weather and the numerous hikers that had come before us. Spent some moments sitting on top of the stump and declared ourselves kings of the forest . A wonderful and relaxing weekend away from it all with yummy food courtesy of G.

* posted by me at 1:40 AM

(0) comments








© 2002-2006 - Michael Slaven. All rights reserved.                 Powered by Blogger