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2003-02-28
gentle
Mr. Rogers is no longer with us. Unlike many of my contemporaries who found him to be "wimpy" and "creepy", I always had a soft spot for him. A true gentle man who wanted to bring a bit of sunshine into the world, he was often misunderstood by those who were afraid to believe that you could get ahead in this world without harshing out the world around you.
Though it's been many years since I watched the show, I'm going to miss knowing he's out there.
* posted by me at 1:06 AM
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2003-02-25
wheels
"I'm not trying to reinvent the wheel, I just want to ride on it for a while." -- Jonathan Bates
G just pointed out (and downloaded a cd from) this site that is too good not to share. I wish that this guy and Dude could get together because they'd make beautiful music together. As of today mellowdrone is my new fave music. G and I are much saddened to discover that we missed seeing him in San Francisco. He was at Bimbos 365 Club opening for Johnny Marr and the Healers just three weekends back. (If I have to tell you what band Johnny Marr was from, then I'm really getting old.)
* posted by me at 1:01 AM
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2003-02-22
see-yuck
The past few days have been crazybusy at work as we get ready for our upcoming shoot. Been working until 9 or 10 the past few nights and having to get up early early early. Yuck. To top it off, my body finally gave in to the head cold that's been going around and my days are even more of a blur than usual.
We start fittings tomorrow, so today is my only full day off before the shoot. It's three o'clock and I'm still in my pajamas and I think I may just stay this way all day. Gave Mom a birthday call, but not much else.
It's nice that I'm over 30 years old and can still get a little thrill from lounging around the house all day and doing a lot of nothing.
* posted by me at 6:29 PM
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2003-02-18
spilla
Caused a bit of a spill yesterday evening while watching Hit and Runway. (Not a blockbuster, but it was cute and made me laugh here and there. Bonus: the ever hot Kerr Smith being rather funny in a supporting role) ANYway. I was reaching for my drink which caused the phone attena to push down on a remote that pushed up the edge of a plate and popped the very sticky sweet sauce for G's pappadams up into the air and back down all over everything. Very sticky. Fortunately G had just brought a new package of Ikea napkins into the room. Got me to wondering...do the Ikea folks know how funny it is to call their napkins Spilla in the American market? Being in marketing myself, I doubt something like that could be unintentional, but would be extra amused if it was.
In other news: Got all butch today and used a jigsaw to cut up the inside back of the kitchen cabinets so that we'd finally be able to install another Ikea purchase. (Double tiered lazy susan shelving called, for reasons known only to the Swedish folk that came up with it, Rationell.) G then stepped up to the plate and installed our wine glass rack. The kitchen's looking mighty swell.
* posted by me at 12:08 AM
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2003-02-16
finding courage
M called the other day to ask me for some help. It seems e lost her little stuffed dog, (which in a pretty good marketing ploy, someone had dubbed Courage on his tag.) So M called and asked me to help them find Courage.
Inbetween there's been hectic workdays, a wonderful Valentine's evening with G, a trip to Sacramento to have a late Christmas with his parentals, and various and sundry errands to run; but every once in a while I stop and wonder...have they found Courage yet? So I send out some good vibes, say a prayer to my own personal St. Anthony and hope that Courage will be found.
For the record...I think he's in the car. (under the seat)
* posted by me at 8:56 PM
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2003-02-13
peer pressure
I'm not sure what's up with the luck of the draw, but the supposedly "impartial" jury selection process has called me about once a year for the past four or five years that I've lived in San Francisco. Not complaining...well, yes actually I am. Anyway, there's plenty of folks around me who've never been called even though they have CA liscences and/or are registered to vote, so why should it always be me? I guess I wouldn't mind so much if I actually ever got to serve on a trial, but the bother of putting my life on hold and then never actually getting to see what it's like is...well, it's a bother. Always a bridesmaid, never a bride.
* posted by me at 7:04 PM
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2003-02-10
living on hoth
Talked to Dude tonight while I drove home from work. Told me that it's snowing AGAIN. He's already got over a foot and a half down at the cottage and they're predicting several more tonight. Since the house is up the hill on a private way, he has to park down at the neighbor's place and has dug several paths that let him get around from place to place. I rarely say this, but I miss the winter a bit. The excuse to sit inside, basically trapped by snow but prepared to wait it out with a pile of videos and a well stocked fridge.
In slightly similar news, tonight G and I are holing up away from the world watching a movie and drinking some cider. While Cider Jack is my fave from the U.S., Dry Blackthorn from Taunton, England is a new challenger from across the pond with a nice enough taste. I may be allowing myself to be swayed by the name. One of my fave bars in college was in Taunton, MA and named The Blackthorn. Or was it the Black Rose? (obviously I wasn't very clear headed while there)
* posted by me at 11:06 PM
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2003-02-09
another lazy day
Four o'clock on Sunday and G and I are just about ready to make our first major foray of the weekend. Ikea and Trader Joes. Some folks may think it silly, but a trip to either of those places tends to become a "date" in my mind. We're too poor to go shopping for luxury items together (read clothes, electronics, etc.) Thanks to my discount and G's ability to find amazing internet deals, we tend to stay vaguely in fashion and on top of things, but the thought of us spending a day shopping a Union Square type of environment and eating in the Nieman's restaurant is laughable. So, a trip to Ikea for a Rationelle turning shelf and a plate of cafeteria style food becomes a worthy date in my mind. And Trader Joes....who could not love a trip to buy a relatively good bottle of wine for 4.99? (That and a bag of rasberries that G's going to turn into some yummy muffins.)
But I will own a slightly unhealthy fascination with money. How else do I explain my secret obsession with shows like MTV Cribs and other tidbits from the lives of the rich and famous? Speaking of rich and famous, I must quickly mention that I was VERY dissapointed in Celebrity Mole this past week. If they were going to drag it out for another week, they could of at least had the courtesy to let me know in advance. I'd already promised G that he'd only have to live with that addiction one more night and thanks to ABCs need for more ratings, it turns out that I LIED. I blame corporate greed.
* posted by me at 7:19 PM
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2003-02-05
tippety tap
Just responded to an e-mail from from a good friend which has taken all of my urge to type away. So I'll cut and paste a few of my comments instead. (this is all in response to an article from The Advocate)
Everybody is different. I don't like being told the "correct" way to feel. I did resent the author telling me that he knew better than me and before I state my own views about sex and romance, I'd like to point out something that he's overlooked. Different life experiences lead to different ways of looking at things. I grew up in a pretty liberal family that spoke candidly about premarital sex and allowed me to read a variety of different books. This lead me to discover that much of what society taught me about "proper" relationships actually didn't hold true for much of society. And, not to get all squiggly on you but I've got to say it, they taught me that we are all snowflakes; different in many beautiful ways. We're all made of the same basic stuff, but the way we manifest it is wonderful because of its variety and should be cherished not squelched. After all, when you try to make one snowflake look exactly like another, you end up with a broken snowflake.
The point is that for the writer to act as if he alone knows the truth, made it hard for me to even respect his argument to keep sex "sacred." If I'd come across this article in a place outside of an e-mail from a friend, I might not've given it the respect of a full and thoughtful read. (I've heard the same "no sex without a longterm relationship" argument before from too many pulpits and done enough soul searching to know that it doesn't accurately reflect my own personal reality.)
I'm someone who has actually had great sex with a someone I just met, and I can tell you this: someone who's having sex in that situation for any reason other than the fun of the moment probably isn't cut out for casual sex. Who ever said that sex was some magic salve that was supposed to make things better? With that reasoning, I should complain because the glass of wine that I had with dinner last night didn't permanantly alter my life for the better. Sure it relaxed me at the time, but after the fact, if I was still looking to feel good, I'd need more wine...and eventually I'd be an alcoholic. There's nothing wrong with a glass of wine, as long as you're having it for the right reasons and not expecting it to work miracles.
The author counsels his friends to "wait for butterflies", but I counsel my friends to follow their hearts. I have friends who look for love in all the wrong places and should only have sex with very few people, and I have friends who just need some non-self administered sex now and again to keep them sane. I say, figure out who you are and rejoice in it, but don't assume it's right for everybody.
Most importantly, if you're not willing to talk about sex openly, my reco is to leave it as unexplored territory. Being scared to talk about it means you probably aren't ready for it in a relationship, let alone in a casual encounter.
(I added this last comment as I posted this, because taken out of context someone might see me as a casual sex advocate. If you truly know me, as most people reading this do, you know I'm all about being true to yourself and not letting others determine who you are. I realize that many people are too embarassed/afraid to let the world know how they feel about sex and get even more screwed up because they just do what everyone tells them to instead of figuring out where their desires come from.)
* posted by me at 2:44 AM
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2003-02-02
happy anniversary
We've been having a very nice, much needed weekend of just being a couple and not having to DO anything, but I wanted to pop in with a quick note.
Exactly a year ago today, I wrote my first entry in this blog...glad to say that my promise was kept and I continued to work on it and write. I like to think that it has gotten better, and in that spirit I say...Onward and Upward!
* posted by me at 10:33 PM
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