I realized last night that I’ve never, regularly, slept on a bed my size.  Like, in my life.  The closest I’ve come was 2 years ago when I was sleeping on a double.  The rest of my life has been spent sleeping on couches, backseats, aerobeds, twin beds and fouton mattresses.

I don’t know how that happened, but maybe one of these days I should try out a properly sized bed for an extended period of time.

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Posted by admin - 24/05/09 - 0 comments

 

I didnt die in Hurricane Ike, but I along with 90% of Houston am without power. This is being posted via battery and cell modem charged in a car. I’d post more but someone has grilled up the most amazing smelling burger I’ve ever smelled in my life called a “Cowboy Burger” food wins.

Sorry internet.

More later

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Posted by admin - 13/09/08 - 0 comments

 

More coming soon, I promise. One of the big observations I had in Houston, it’s about as hot/muggy as I expected it to be. Having spent a summer climbing roofs with my dad in Missouri this isn’t hugely different. As such though I came to a realization about something amazingly awesome about the sticky Texas heat.

That’s right, I now love the Texas heat

And here’s why. When my fatass walks up some stairs. I break into a sweat. But here in Houston… EVERYONE breaks into a sweat just walking outside. No matter how hot some chick is, she HAS to sweat, because it’s Houston. So I don’t look like a sweaty gross fat guy. Just a fat guy.

This is awesome. So far so good.

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Posted by admin - 25/08/08 - 0 comments

 

I have touched down in Sunny Wet Houston, and already my journal has been one chalked (Chocked?) full of adventures. I made train friends and will have some pictures forthwith, I do declare. All that. Anyways I found a nearby source of free internets hosted generously by someone named “Superdave”, to whom this internets entry is dedicated. My first order of buisness before typing away on the net, was to wash of 36 hours of train stink. Now most of you who know me are probably thinking “C’mon, what’s 36 hours without a shower to you?” And while I’d normally agree with you, I carried a lot of heavy bags, sweated profusely, and then didn’t have clothes to change for 36 hours, so I was the definition of ‘sweltering swamp ass’. Upon arriving I found that the house is very new and nice, and there are two miniature shnauzers here who bark -alot-. I befriended them early in hopes of cutting that out. So far so good, I’m the only one here and they’re either dead, or otherwise occupied, because the only sound in here is the whirling of the ceiling fan. Which is awesome considering I’ve been listening to the grinding of train wheels and the train whistle for the past 2ish days.

So upon trying to take my shower I realized that… while there was a shower curtain thoughtfully left for me by the girls here, there were no hooks for it. So I was unable to take a shower and had to instead take a bath. I figured I’d give a good verbal account of what transpired and save taking digital pictures. The tub was a normal sized bathtub, but I’m certainly not a normal sized dude. When sitting up in the tub, my feet stretched the full length of the tub, with my ass at the back end, which meant when it was time to wash my torso, I had to lift my feet and legs totally out of the tub, as though I was sitting on the wall facing the tub. Hillarity ensued. Of course I was all by my onesies appreciating it but… whatever ;)

Anyways. I’m here, all is wellish and I’ll have pictures soon.

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Posted by admin - 22/08/08 - 0 comments

 

I’ve had keys since I was little. I was a latch key kid as young as elementary school. Which means ever since I was like… 7… I’ve had keys to a house, or a car, or a something. Now, as I leave for Houston, I find myself having one set of keys, which I’m giving to my sister when I go. Once I give her those keys, it’ll be the first time in 20 years when I just… don’t have any keys. No locks will yield do me. And for a brief stint, until I get there, I’m technically homeless.

I mean not really. But mostly. I also have 8 dollars in my bank account, which I’ll probably spend on food on the train. Furthermore, I’m really hoping that Hurricane Fran whacks the shit out of Houston the day I arrive. That way this section of my autobiography can begin with:

“The hobo rode the rails into Houston on the wings of a hurricane”

named Fran.

Anyways, Im out. See some of you tonight, and the rest of you… later.

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Posted by admin - 19/08/08 - 0 comments

 

So I haven’t done acting in a long time, and I don’t know that that changed today, though I had a pretty cool experience.

Cory wanted me to come up to LA to work on a film he was doing. He said he had a part that he thought I’d be really good in and he wanted to know if I’d do it. So I agreed.

Fast forward a few days. The part that flexes my awesome comic genius is playing a security guard and saying “Yeah uh… you can’t go out there. They’re crazy and violent” The end.

But, I had promised Cory that I’d do it so I went out today despite being a little underwhelmed, and it turned out to be a lot of fun. The movie itself is a movie about/staring Henry Phillips who is a comedian I think is pretty funny, and I’m sure I’ve posted his stuff before (I think Dan got me into him) and I got to meet him and talk to him, and see him perform a show. So that alone would have been cool, then on top of it I got free food, did some “acting” and got to hang out with some awesome people (all the other actors were pretty interesting). So all in all a fun time was had by all and when the movie is released in whatever form it is I’ll totally look for it and get my IMDB fame going on as “Security Guard #1″. Epic.

This so got my brain churning. I am going to write more for Savor and work on the documentary project. I like hanging out around people doing good artistic work because it inspires me to do the same.

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Posted by admin - 24/02/08 - 0 comments

 

I really need to get a digital camera. Apologies in advance for trying to describe something that could oh so much more gracefully be captured with a picture.

I am sitting in my grandma’s jacuzzi, it’s overcast which is just the kind of weather I like. It’s sunny out, but everything is in the way of that sunlight actually shining through and getting to me, so instead everything looks backlit. As I sit back, relaxing from what seems like months worth of moving crap, finally unwinding I look up and see thunderheads racing across the sky, not moving at slow speeds but practically roiling across above me, and I heard ONE peel of thunder. I debated getting out but the warmth was too great so I just gave a long sigh and sank deeper into relaxation.

So far, so good

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Posted by admin - 19/02/08 - 0 comments

 

It’s kinda funny that it’s going to have taken this long to get to why I made the new journal. With moving to Palm Desert I have the opportunity for a lot of things, and one of those opportunities is to get several facets of my life back on track. While I largely don’t want to think of my move as geographic therapy, which I’ve certainly tried to have my fair share of, this is going to be different than driving cross country to Chicago or moving up north to stay with my Dad in Oregon.

While I may have friends and relatives visit down here, and I may go back to LA semi-often (it’s only a 2.5 hour drive), on a regular weekly basis I’ll be all by myself in a big house in Palm Desert, staring at the walls, so I want to take it upon myself to try to sort out some shit in my life.

As of today I am 100% totally and finally fully moved out of my Van Nuys apartment, and I have 8 dollars in my wallet, I got added to Chexsystems for an overdue balance of $300 to WaMu, I have a rediculously huge t-mobile, electric, and cable bill, and I’m sure a few incidentals I haven’t gotten around to sorting through yet. So one of the first thing I need to do out here is sort out my financials. Trying to go to SMC and get student aid turned out to be laughable at best. I was under this vague impression that with studen aide, since I was making $0 a week, and had no savings to speak of, I’d qualify for… something. Well I did qualify for something, I qualified for a $300 fee waiver for my tuition, which made sure I didn’t wind up that much more in the hole.

I have a chance to apply for Unemployment still, which would be great because the extra money coming in would be awesome to put a dent/take care of that debt, as well as paying for… I dunno… groceries, and I had an unexpected suprise when my landlord mentioned I might be getting some of my rediculously huge deposit back (I had to pay like 3 months upfront because of my shitty credit). I’m just going to funnel this all to my mom who paid my last months rent, and has given me several hundred dollars worth of gas money to get to and fro the desert, and basically covered my ass.

The one large upside of having moved here is I’ve already thrown away a bunch of crap I really dont need, and I plan to sell off/simplify what I own, and hopefully use some of those funds for getting my life a bit back on track. I’ve also decided while I’m down here I’m going to learn to play blues guitar, and try to read more, and I’ll be going back to school in Summer.

In a sidenote, I went to an endochrinologist (however you spell that) to make sure I don’t have lymphatic cancer or something (I dunno, my mom wanted me to go, I don’t really think I’m at risk). He said “You look fine, except you’re blood pressure is high, loose weight and it’ll go down”. Which is good news I suppose, not like loosing weight is a bad idea anyways, but since I’ve been moving constantly, I have eaten more fast food SINCE having that talk with the doctor than I have in the 4 months prior to going in there, and that amuses me.

Anyways more later, must start putting away the giant piles of crap I now litter my grandma’s place with. (BTW, you guys are totally welcome to come visit whenever, just lemme know)

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Posted by admin - 10/02/08 - 0 comments

 

So this is the first post. I have some rather grand aspirations with the new blog. Changing from live-journal to here is just one small change. It’s a step towards taking the longer route, though it might be slightly more of a hassle, because it means a better thing in the long run. In this case I can have something separate for people who are really interested in what’s going on in my life and what I have to say. I think that’s the problem with Livejournal. You glance at your friend’s list and in general it’s a way to look around and see the random stuff your friends you rarely talk to are up to. That’s all good and fine but I want this journal to be something different, I want to generally update it with things that are important or meaningful to me. LJ will continue to hold meme’s and random thoughts and quips. This is the place for stuff that’s a little meatier, and I’m going to try to keep it more accurately updated. I don’t update the LJ often enough for that very reason. I don’t want to just recant my weekend and have people vaguely flip through it, neither party being any better for having read it. If you don’t want to read what’s important to me, you don’t have to read this. If you ARE interested in what’s going on in my life or what I find interesting or important well then…. read on. The first good post is coming tomorrow. I’m just content I got everything up and running tonight, despite it being 3 AM. More fun features coming as I get them figured out (like RSS)

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Posted by admin - 30/01/08 - 0 comments

 

Since it’s 4:30 in the morning on a Friday night I figured, what better time than now to post a longish live journal entry.

I just got done watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Like a dumbass I haven’t seen it until just now and I, of course, loved it. But it’s brought be back to the same place I was a year ago, which is wondering what happened to our looser. It seems like in times past there have been great writers who’ve emerged from the masses just writing about their experiences at the bottom of the barrel. Guys like Thompson or Bukowski. Here are guys who are not liked because they’re successful (or even particularly good or friendly people) but instead are like for just the opposite reasons. Why don’t we have any ‘street poet’ that’s emerged. I think that’s the major with the communication age. Since everyone can instantly communicate with everyone, certain voices get lost in the mix, and that voice is one of them, but it’s a voice I dont think we can afford to avoid.

I want to hear more people like Tom Waits singing lyrics like “Im so god damn horny the crack of dawn better be careful around me” and less Dave Matthews.

Its not that there’s anything wrong with the writers or singers of today, but even punk music has taken a big step upwards. You dont have guys like GG Allen or guys with names like Sid Vicious. Who is it that years from now will be remembered as our generations voice from the streets. The voice of the despondant drunk or raging psychotic who still has a voice and a story, even if it’s twisted and backwards. Personally I think they’re all voices that need to be heard… there’s something about the idea of sitting in a cheap nagahide booth in a dark smoky bar sharing a drink with a total stranger and bullshitting about the economy or some other meaningless tripe, than going to a place like the fucking Circle Bar in santa monica where it’s so busy you have to show tit to the bartender to get service and there’s no seating whatsoever so you just have to stand around like sardines. (I was going to make a Great White reference here).

I think I need to put back together my Whiskey and Cigarettes party idea… we’ll see.

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