you're out? i guess i'll just bye some chinese lanterns instead

ubu and i haven't been in a very Halloweenwinie mood... tonight before i came home i stopped off at the market to buy a pair of pumpkins. well, i couldn't find any. i asked a stock boy and he said "sorry ma'am weez out." he shrugged his shoulders and went back to his produce... so no pumpkin morgue this year. i did buy some sugar skulls. i want to gnaw on the big blue one so bad!

fun at Kim and Lindsay's

insert kim here

rafa

david

what can this girl accomplish with toilet paper, cotton pads, liquid latex and 60 minutes

world peace...DUH!

i'm fond of eating things i bake

it was fun riping this stuff off my face. it came off in one piece. 

dirty dirty face

pour mon Virginie

there are people in ones life that inspire. these are for her. to our exquisite conversations.

Silence is so accurate. - Mark Rothko

i've been on this rothko kick recently. i found that quote and love the simplicity of it. i don't argue i walk away from things all the time because if i have to argue with someone they aren't worth it. everyone should get a chance to express there opinions and views. most of the time walking away from heated situations have cost me lovers and frankly i don't care. you aren't worth my time and energy if all we do is argue. walking away from someone really pisses them off and thats enough satisfaction. it stems from growing up in a house where you ran as quickly as you could when you heard the car pull into the drive way.
rothko - orange and yellow, 1956

oooo yummy basil and ham pizza

The girls night in... maybe basil pizza and vodka don't mix well in my tummy... Oh my goodness... i'm scared to fart... my poop shoot isn't happy... but damn that pizza was good. Coconuts always makes me happy.

fucking saskia!

I have this reoccurring dream that i can't shake. I've lost my wife to some horrible tragedy and I'm raising our two toe headed kids on my own in England. Her mother keeps calling my home threatening to take my kids away from me because they are not my blood. This dream is so vivid and clear... I wake up with a drenched pillow and an aching heart every time. More of a nightmare really...

It Made Me Smile

I was returning a book this afternoon... on my way back home I drove past superman on a bicycle.  I knew it was superman because he wore a cape and streamers on the handle bars matched his cape. Heavens I love the crazy people in this world they put a smile on my face. 

Zensai

some people get to choose their family. although coconuts and i aren't blood related she's better then family. she's my sister for real! we've watched each other grow and change directions.  tonight we had dinner, my bohemian keeps my heart alive. 

patch face

i had my second laser treatment two days ago... the right side of my face feels likes its breaking out and my mole looks sick...?

mysterious sensation

my heart feels heavy... as if i'm getting over a break up feeling... maybe i should call crazy to bust out my car window that'll wake me up.

here's your nipple miss

i dreamt my nipple came off with the bondage tape i was wearing... just the nipple. perfectly round hard nipple... like a slice of peperoni. i could see the layer of fat it sits on starting to fill with blood. kind of like watching someones eyes start to fill with tears and then the blood poured out and i panicked. i was pushing down on my left breast to stop the bleeding and someone handed me a napkin. my companion and i where stuck trying to get across the border by foot and no one was letting us through. we start running to the nearest hospital across the border but before i realize it we're back in tijuana... it was like some fucked up m.c. escher painting. next thing i know my nipples been reattached and i'm off on my marry way with not a care in the world. one thing that struck me this morning was how vibrant the colors where in my dream last night. fleshy reds, pinks and blues...

shoe

i really don't want to be at work today. i want to be out drinking cold beverages wearing open toes shoes...

ink blot

i've never taken an ink blot test before. i wasn't taking it seriously until this ink blot scared me. i'd had no feelings or reactions to any of the other images on the screen but when this one came up i had to turn away from the screen. it just made me cringe.

the next image i saw a guy with out stretched arms dancing. the questions they where asking where sexual in nature. and being the dirty pervert that i am i saw nothing. here are some of the questions and what my internal monologue was saying...

Q: do you see a penis? yes or no?

what penis? i just see some guy with a fro dancing.

Q: Are you aroused by this image? yes. yes, very much. no.

Huh? What the fuck? no... what the hell aroused?

Q: Do you see breasts? yes. yes, but it took a second. no
BOOB? WHAT BOOBS?...

two minutes later

Wait a minute... if boobs grow on the sides of peoples heads then yes i think i see boobs... why do they have rings around them like Saturn?

what did the test revel? well...my subconscious mind is driven most by Reserve...?

You approach the world with your guard intact because unconsciously, and perhaps consciously, you want to maintain an element of control in your relationships with people. You tend to hold your private experiences just out of reach of others. You're not one to immediately show all your cards, to let people into who you really are until you're ready.

Unfortunately, that sometimes means you also hide things from yourself. You may find that your desire to remain guarded backfires, affecting your self-awareness. Why are you like this? It's possible that you act in this manner because of a deeply-rooted fear of being exposed, or of truly expressing yourself. To protect yourself from this fear, you act in the opposite manner — you are guarded.

There is a certain respect that comes with resistance, an unconscious understanding that the human psyche is very vulnerable. We all feel we have a lot to hide, and you are not one to be intrusive or thoughtless about how you approach sensitive topics with others. Therefore you inspire a sense of safety in others when they are around you. Your psyche is very deep, very rich, and the more you can let yourself know (both the good and the bad), the more you will be able to appreciate who you really are.

Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Reserve, there is much more to who you are at your core.

FRIJOLES DE OLLA

I'm on this SUPER Frijole kick...

Nortec Collective

Mexican Institute Of Sound


Kinky

Frijoles

Charanga Cakewalk

Sidestepper

Los Abandoned

DJ Dolores

Bonde Do Role

a firm hand

i've never really thought anything about a firm hand shake before. recently i met a woman; her short masculine exterior exposed by her limp weak hand shake. quite silly really, her first impression went from, Cute I'd totally sleep with you. To, Oh my I just crushed your hand! EWWWWWWW that was squishy!



i guess this week i'm looking for a firm hand shake, shoes that tell a story and the smell of curry.

noticed

last night Ubu and i went to the book store off in the search for birthday gifts. i was in a frumpy mood and smelling of curry. i noticed this cute young lady noticing me i didn't really give it much thought until i came across this pick up line "Excuse me, I just noticed you noticing me and I just wanted to give you notice that I noticed you too.". It's much better than "Hi, I pee my pants when I laugh hard.". I'm a sucker for cheesy pick up lines they get me every time. After my M.R.I this evening I'll be returning a disappointing book I purchased last night and... who knows? More bad pick up lines perhaps.

trampling musicians on my way to the bathroom or how i met Bonde do Role

i called Sadie monday afternoon. i cashed in my rain check with her and promised a car bar
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm nilla vodka
QU`E?

always travel with a friend you can tell anything to. i peed my pants shortly after this picture and she spilled the vodka all over my car.

after Sadie played with the white boy with the great big blond fro she kicked centipede ass...
on my way to the bathroom i almost trampled over this poor guy in the hallway. he stuck out his arm to help me out but i braced myself on the wall instead as i rambled "oh perdon, estoy un poco borrrrrrrrraCHA. beb`e un poco de mas." smiled and went on my merry way to the pisser.

what happened in my head while on the pisser "thinking thinking thinking....mmmmmmmmm ciggy sounds good! that guy looked familiar... hmm where do i know that guy from? mmmmm CIGGY!"

Sadie and i where about to fill our nic fit, when this little white boy with no shirt starts spitting rhymes on the mic.... he made the crowed happy. juicebox was his name and he has some kinda spunk.....

after we suck juicebox dry Bonde do Role litterly jumped on stage

clap clap wooooooooooo clap clap woooooooooooooo! shake skake
oooooooooooooooooooooo clap clap! shake

clap clap woooooo clap clap shake shake shake shake

y buddy from the hall.......WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO CLAP CLAP! shake shake

then after stomping my feet shaking my ass almost loosing my voice they finished their set. the crowd went in different directions; to the stage, the bar, the game room and we went to the smoking area... loped down next to the Jockey when Sadie introduced her self to Rodrigo the hallway by. she praised the performance and i apologized for trampling him he laughed and said it was ok. Rodrigo went off looking for someone or something. Sadie and i finished our ciggys and she wanted to hunt down 'la chappara". so off we went on our quest.

just as we decided to give up there she was siting out side the bar blah blah blahing with other Brazilians... sadie jumps in with a "Heeeeeeeey GURLLL! loved you!" she turns around and i snapped a pic. please note Sadie's hand is missing because she was rubbing Mariana's leg

with congratulations...

so we ended up talking for like an hour. she's such a sweet kid. she made Sadie snort over in her words "i like snort laugh."


to recap i peed my pants, sadie split lots of vodka all over my car and we met 2 members of bonde do role... this is why you need a good partner in crime...