You should have red-eyed to Chicago and taken the first connection to LaGuardia or Newark. Ground transportation from JFK to downtown sucks to no end. That airport is almost as inconvenient to downtown as White Plains.

I was at the mercy of my friend who's going with me... she bought both tickets and scored a free one, so we're splitting the cost of one ticket. I couldn't turn that down. You wouldn't believe how cheap this trip (at least the transportation part) is going to be... ~$250 roundtrip flight, plus $188 for 3 nights in the hotel. The tickets to the show were the most expensive thing <cough>$237</cough>.

- on the way into work this a.m., I passed an auto repair shop that is known for putting up witticisms or worldly advice on their sign, and are pretty good about changing it often. Today's advice? "Let your hopes, not your hurts, shape your future."

- Also on the way to work, on the freeway, I saw a hitchhiker with a sign saying "Eugen" on it. One can only assume he really meant Eugene, but what if there were a Eugen, OR? What if someone picked him up and took him to an entirely different part of the state? Even when hitchhiking, literacy seems to be very important.

- My eyes are blue today (they change color based on what I'm wearing). It reminds me of that New Order song "Temptation."

- I've always wondered if my car stereo sounds as loud outside the car as it does inside. A co-worker was outside smoking when I drove up and said to me "I'm glad I'm not the only one who pulls into the parking lot with my music blasting." So there ya have it.

- Last night, I was out jogging with a girlfriend, and a cute cyclist passed us. Apparently he looked not once, but twice (I didn't see this, my girlfriend told me). Whenever I think of people doing that, I always imagine that sound effect that old WB cartoons add when their characters do such things.

A Jiffy Lube type place in LA did this when I lived there. My favorite was "Smiling is the second best thing you can do with your mouth".

D, I need tips on snagging a gay boyfriend. I think I'm close, but I only talk to him at the bar. It should be easy as he only lives five houses down from me, but I haven't been able to work my way into his place yet. He drools over HePoet, so I should have a good in.

I have a headache going on 3 days now.

Tips? hmmm, they usually aren't hard to snag. Dress well. Be bitchy. Hold your liquor. Be fabulous. Works like a charm every time!

Apparently, I am far more tentative with the gay boys than with the straight ones.

Send him a pic of your anus.

i like how this thread has turned into obnerblogging/livejournalling.

this should have been a lovely ending to an otherwise trite and insipid thread.

ayah, you can't kill me.



- bluejayway's thread was the most interesting thing I've read on this board in a while (and I *think* but am not certain, we've covered all that before)

- seeing Todd Hannigan tonight (thanks Stu)-- I'm woefully undernourished when it comes to seeing live music.

- started watching "Fast Food Nation" last night. I don't know why I thought it would be kinda humorous (yes, I read the book, so I know the seriousness of subject matter), but so far, not so much. Interesting take on the book though.

Driving in this a.m., I was listening to the radio and CSN's "Teach Your Children" came on. I almost changed the station, as I didn't think that I needed to hear that sappy tune one more time, but for some reason I left it on.

Teach your children well
Their private hell
Will surely go by
And feed
Them all your dreams...

Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you
You would cry
So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you...

Teach your parents well
Their parents' hell
Will slowly go by
And feed
Them all your dreams...

Don't you ever ask them why
If they told you
You would cry
So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you...

I literally broke down in tears.
I got it.
I KNOW my parents and I know that they know me, and have ALWAYS known me, because they used to be me, much as I used to be my children.

I get it.

There are still tears in my eyes, as I am writing this.
But I wanted to share.

And thanks for being my friends and my online shrink.

Right back atcha Cotton...

Uh, Todd... the username "Cotton" has already been taken.

- while perusing mags this weekend at the airport, saw that Sarah Jessica Parker is launching her own line of clothing. Cute stuff, and super cheap. Closest location to me? Everett, WA.

http://www.bittensjp.com/index.php

sizes: foal, colt, and horsey.

And here I was gonna drop the Tycho Brahe joke.

You like (to abuse) me! You really like (to abuse) me!!!

hey, I was gonna post it twice...

D, I just looked this up and it looks like there are stores in Olympia and Auburn.....still at least a couple of hour drive for you from PDX, but about 2 hours closer and 1 hour closer to you respectively.....and you could easily stop by one on your way up here for Bumbershoot

T'anks for looking out for me... I owe you a beer. Or maybe some cheap short shorts from SJP, whichever you prefer.

Now that would have been funny!

D...that's not a visual that's safe for anyone to see....I'm 6'5" and not exactly svelte...