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Here they are - all the pics from (my very sad) November that didn't
merrit their own entry but still deserve a lil' loving.
Thursday,
Nomber 4th
When I came out of the Cassanova on Thursday night there
was this dude doing handstands outside so I took I picture
of him. He immediately righted himself, ran over to me and
said "I'm a performing artist! If you're going to take a
picture of me you have to pay me five dollars." After I finished
laughing, I explained that was also a performing artist.
And then I put on an elaborate mime skit where I paid him
five invisible "mime dollars" for his hard work. (Needless
to say, I almost got beat up).
Holy crap, I'm almost a year behind on this diary and I have
no idea who this girl is. Maybe a friend of Tara's from Houston
that she put me in touch with? Tara, a little help?
Friday,
Nomber 5th
Friday night I went to see Mike Patton perform in an experimental
noise band. I could have saved the $15 I spent on a ticket
by staying at home and have a friend alternate between playing
static on the TV and intermittently poking me in the eardrum
with a meat thermometer. (Mike, I love you - but can a playa
just get a melody?)
After the show, I ended up at some house party. Meh.
Saturday,
Nomber 6th
On Saturday morning the mailman delivered me a package which
turned out to be this amazing shirt. Can you guess who it's
from?
The only problem was that they made it using an XXXL shirt
and the bad boy came down to my knees!
Later Saturday night I met up with Seth Miller who was in
town from Boston on business for a few days.
After a few warmup laps at Seth's hotel bar, we headed over
to FriscoDisco (which is San Francisco's budget-answer to
Misshapes) and were met by the lovely Leela's slapped ass.
I introduced Seth to Mary...
...and Seth immediately introduced himself to Mary's boobies.
Hahaha.
See, it's just like Misshapes. Oh wait - except for the fact
that there are NO GIRLS AL ALL! Seriously, this is what
a straight bar in San Francisco looks like on a Saturday
night. Have you ever seen such a writhing mass of dudedom
in your life?
Oh wait, look! Two girls!
On the way out we saw that another girl had showed up. (But
then when she heard there were already TWO GIRLS inside,
she was all "Two girls inside? There are only like twelve
of us in this whole city so I should probably go to another
bar. I wouldn't want to boys in there to lose their minds.")
Monday,
Nomber 8th
On Monday evening Seth and I met up for some tasty Thai in
my neighborhood.
Right as we were finishing up our meal, the staff turned
on a TV in the corner and started busting out Thai karaoke
jams! Seth was like "Hey, karaoke! I could do a little karaoke,
you?"
Does the world really need any more pics of Seth Miller and
I doing karaoke?
The answer, of course, is yes!
Okay, I'll keep them at a minimum though, mmmmkay?
This guy was a fucking karaoke god.
Making new karaoke friends. While we were there we also managed
to make friends with...
...THE POOR MAN'S COLIN! HAHAHAHAHA. It's like if Colin had
a baby with a San Francisco hobo!
Hahahahahahaha.
This girl had on the best "Breast Cancer Charity" t-shirt
I've ever seen.
Tuesday,
Nomber 9th
Philip and I ordered AdBrite shirts for the big advertising
tradeshow in Vegas and they showed up on Tuesday. Spiffy!
Thursday,
Nomber 11th
On Thursday Heidi (who I met through this
site, Hi Heidi!) invited out to come see Minnie Driver perform
(she's a singer
- who knew?)
Well, it turns out that Brandon Buckley (who I went to high
school with) was playing drums for Minnie Driver that night
(he also plays drums for Shakira! Woo!) and two other kids
I went to high school with were there to see him! Here's
me with Alex _____ and Larry Grodeska! They were both two
years older than me and I hadn't seen either of them since
1992!
Afterwards I met up with Mike and Mike at Cassanova so we
could also meet up with...
...some girl who was in town from London who I met through
Myspace. Let's hear it for internet strangers! Wooooo! (I
went back through my MySpace mail to try to find her emails,
but I think she's since deleted her account and I can't remember
her name. Bah).
Then I met up with one of my good friend's arch enemies (die!
die! die!). Hey, don't I know you from
somewhere? Hahahaha.
Friday,
Nomber 12th
On Friday I hung out with the girls. They acted tough and
made sexy pouty faces like they were from the 40s.
See? (ps - Hey Mary, are you drinking a 1/5th of Beam in
a brown, late 70s Volvo station wagon? Yeah, I thought so.
Just checking, though).
Sunday,
Nomber 13th
On Sunday afternoon I raced to the NerdStore to buy motherfucking
Halo2! (While Mary's friend revealed her hidden inner-dork
by stroking the MasterChief's hardware.)
Before heading home where I planned on spending the next
ten straight hours locked in my room fighting the Covenant
aliens (on Legendary skill setting, biatch!) I decided to
swing by Mary's house and meet Daisy, her Chiuaua.
I'd been putting it off because although, I love dogs, I
pretty much hate most small dogs. But Daisy was the best
kind of small dog - she's the kind of small dog that acts
all tough and thinks she's a big dog. Nothing's funnier than
a fucking teacup-sized Chiuaua that acts like a pit bill
and Daisy had me in stitches (check her out using her eentsie-weentsie
paw on my hand for extra leverage as she tried to take the
toy from me).
Later that night I went out with Mary...
...and Michael. Oh, and we also ran into...
...this guy! Check out his outfit! It's like...actually, you know what? Making
fun of
this
guy's
outfit
would
be
like
tackling
a a guy with no legs. I mean I'm not exactly a fashion maven, but even I know
not to mix my wide-waled raver cords with any of my (many) leopard-print silk
robe-shirts.
Tuesday,
Nomber 30th
On Tuesday night Mike Doyle and I had a big night out at
Carl's Jr.
I thought about trying the pastrami burger...
..but in the end opted for the regular Big Burger.
We even decided to "push the envelope" and
order some of the fried zucchini! There's just no stopping
two fun-loving kooks like Mike and I. Look out! (Man, you
know your social life's taken a serious downward turn
when
the
fried
zucchini
at Carl's Jr is one of the highlights of your month).
(added
on 10.03.2005)
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