so how does gwen get it to smell like bananas?

in case you're wondering about the title, go here.

otherwise...

- so across the way on a tiny foot by foot metal covering to some pipe coming out the building next door, i thought i was watching two lovely, actually cute pigeons doing a little beaking before pigeon "how to peck" class or something, but no........first they were beaking and i was all "awww cute" like watching thumper from 'bambi' blush, awww....... then they did a little pigeon bow to each other and i was all AWWWWW....then they started walking in a circle in what i'll term the pigeon waltz.... and me the sentimental slightly retarded pot head i am was all "ok that's way too cute" ............. then ...... right before my eyes ......... cowboy up ...... little boy pigeon went and mounted little girl pigeon, pigeon fucking was on, it was funkytown baby and i had front row seats and was playing that really sexy saxophone playing in the background.... needless to say, death to all pigeons..... gross.

- if i have to listen to the verbal diarrhea of one more muscle headed monkey los angelite trying to impress the latest root rotted articial dime store peroxide blond one more time i swear to god i will cut myself.

- and in other news, i'm a little drunk.

- i'm catching up on family guy episodes i missed. tonight, model misbehavior and the loretta cleveland quagmire where quagmire gets down with the swirl.

what?! i can say "the swirl!"

uh, i'll have the extra crispy

now. we all know the boy scouts are just a bunch of closet homo's going out in the middle of the woods for some good ol' sewing, camping and other extra curricular activities (read: circle jerks, awkward cock fondling and statutory rape) and we all know they be crazy with their "we'll wear precious little ascots, but no gays allowed" rules, but this is just over the line...

The Boy Scouts of America vowed to continue their Jamboree despite the death of four adult Scout leaders in an electrical accident while setting up camp on the opening day

dick: "so harry, what you doing tonight"
harry: "oh, just going to the boyscout jamboree"
dick: "didn't you just lose all four of your scout leaders/mentors yesterday?"
harry: "yea, but who cares about emotional scarring or the fact four people died last night, when i could be swimming naked with that nifty steven, and taking it all night long from a rough trick named jeb, who also happens to be my scout leader and uncle."

hello?!

random spontaneity - the blood of life

i wonder if she's a ma-a-a-a-niac, m-a-a-a-a-niac on the floor? -jaime on pink legwarmers girl in los angeles

and now ladies and gentlemen, for your ADD/OCD pleasure, random spontaneity, or, things neither here nor there (which really means no where, basically):

- the crazy lady on the boardwalk called me a nig-let... what pray tell is a niglet?

-i must really look like a pot head now, cause since last friday night i've been asked once a day whether i'd like some bud, by guys randomly walking past me on the boardwalk.

-coffee = life ... and momma loves her crack.

-speaking of crack, what ever happened to that reality show about bobby brown and whitney. speaking of which, who fucking gives bobby brown his own reality tv show. he sang "it's my perrogative" people! what the fuck is wrong with you?!

-reality tv is now in it's 5th year boom. time to put it down for a nap now. why? blow out, kept, raising a hilton, stripsearch, gilligans island. need i continue?

-so any word on X3 yet? every scifi/anime/marvel junkie wants to see some phoenix kicking ass.

-i lost my sunglasses at albertsons 5 hours after i bought them. fucking albertson's customer's thieving asses... grrr... at least they had taste.

-energy is an amazing thing. resonant energy i should say. went to a movie screening of "breakfast at tiffany's" at an old hollywood cemetery that had a bunch of stars and movie people from earlier this century buried there, and on the wall of a 30 foot mausoleum, me ric and brianna, in a sea of hundreds of people, watched audrey hepburn at her finest, i cried at 'moon river' and i could swear when we walked into that cemetery that night, i could feel the energy of all those there, saying 'welcome.'

-brianna is funnier in different parts of los angeles(i believe it has to do with techtonic plates)(ric:"well you know how flexible jaimito is." bri:"noooo... i'm pretty sure you know more than i do."(she's also now got "comefuckmenowwwwWWWWmotherfucker!" hair.)

-i now know what a raid looks like.

-i forgot to bring my borrowed copy of harry pothead chapter 5 and now can't read the chapter 6. when did i become a prepubescent little girl?

-speaking of prepubescent little girl. i saw kelly clarkson in concert. i was the middle chair, front row center at her concert. she was literally, standing directly in front of me. i touched her hand. i love kelly clarkson.

-anonymous is the best clothing store in the world for men.

-i'm sometimes amazed at my cooking abilities.

-i miss austin.

-pigeons suck.

-pigeons need to die.

-hooray for lance, but i could really care less.

-london police shot the wrong man. has anyone else realized how paranoia is ruining all of our lives.

-president shithead is still... well a shithead. "i called to congratulate you on an amazing feat of human perserverence" or some pre written shit laden concoction like that. he called and said the same thing the past 3 years! come on people! it's time to get the shit-flinging-short-bus-belonging-entertained-by-his-own-voice-pronounciation-handicapped-"i'mgonnabombeveryonetomakemydaddyhappy-money-embezzling-agenda-pushing-right-wing-conservative-fuck-head-up-his-ass-so-far-hitler-wonders-how-he-did-it-ranch-owning-bigoted-christian-priest-raped-autistic-coke-snorting-buttfaced-miscreant-monkey-looking-special-ed-reject out of office.

that is all. enjoy your day.

hi-what-us?

hiatus. that's right i said it. i think i'm going on a small probably inconsistent hiatus. life has suddenly become busy. a week and a half ago i was in los angeles living it up with the hubby (that's right i said it), and now i'm in our house now completely moved into my room and vacated out of the barrio.

all of 2 blocks away but in a whole new world, it's amazing the difference a gay makes. :)

and now i'm heading into a two straight week stint of work. intensive and exaustive work. couldn't be happier but oh my god 13 straight days....

let the good times roll. i'll keep you all posted.