1.01.2005
I Love Quicktime Harch
So today in my (non hungover) travels I went to meet these guys who have a house in downtown Phoenix where they sell vintage teak furniture to local stores and ebay customers. They were so the Ambiguously Gay Duo. One of them seemed like the gay one...the other guy, not so much. I had the best time. Turns out the tables they had in mind for me were too big (my house was built in 1952 and has this small space for a dining table. Small. Did I say small? It's small.) Plus they wanted $349 for the tables (but were willing to bring it down to $299, since a mutual friend referred me.) Anyhoo, it got me to thinkin.
And you know how I hate to do that.
Anyhoo, it got me thinking that I live in this town like it's completely closed off. As if the things I like (and like to do) are not shared by anyone else within the city limits. And that's completely untrue. I met two ambiguously gay guys today who share my tastes in furniture. That's HUGE for me. Like big-time, lightbulb-over-the-head huge. I realized as I drove away that there are - gasp! - likely others in this godforsaken burg who might have things in common with me. Or I with them.
As I get farther and farther from my goal of leaving Shitsville (Phoenix) and moving to the Promised Land (Portland) - due to a new job - a new mortgage - a new dog - my dad's ever-forward progression with Parkinson's - my brother's impending wedding - I realize that I have to make my time here count. I have to take 2005 by the ying-yang and figure out who I am and what I'm going to do about it.
Scary stuff.
Here's more scary - just realized that though my (monitor-less) glorious new computer has a DVD writer, the DVDs I'm trying to burn (Strangers with Candy, season 1) are rights-protected. Bastards! If anyone knows of a way around this I would truly appreciate the help.
And if anyone knows someone around 35 years old, intellectual, hysterically funny, likes Built to Spill, CLEANS HIS ROOM, doesn't mind a little divorce karma and has dark hair and good teeth, let me know about him, too. Mama needs a Man-fusion. STAT.
xoxo
And you know how I hate to do that.
Anyhoo, it got me thinking that I live in this town like it's completely closed off. As if the things I like (and like to do) are not shared by anyone else within the city limits. And that's completely untrue. I met two ambiguously gay guys today who share my tastes in furniture. That's HUGE for me. Like big-time, lightbulb-over-the-head huge. I realized as I drove away that there are - gasp! - likely others in this godforsaken burg who might have things in common with me. Or I with them.
As I get farther and farther from my goal of leaving Shitsville (Phoenix) and moving to the Promised Land (Portland) - due to a new job - a new mortgage - a new dog - my dad's ever-forward progression with Parkinson's - my brother's impending wedding - I realize that I have to make my time here count. I have to take 2005 by the ying-yang and figure out who I am and what I'm going to do about it.
Scary stuff.
Here's more scary - just realized that though my (monitor-less) glorious new computer has a DVD writer, the DVDs I'm trying to burn (Strangers with Candy, season 1) are rights-protected. Bastards! If anyone knows of a way around this I would truly appreciate the help.
And if anyone knows someone around 35 years old, intellectual, hysterically funny, likes Built to Spill, CLEANS HIS ROOM, doesn't mind a little divorce karma and has dark hair and good teeth, let me know about him, too. Mama needs a Man-fusion. STAT.
xoxo
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Check out DVD Shrink. It's a free download at that link and an easy to operate program. Btw, Strangers with Candy is freakin hilarious!
FYI...I just got a Built to Spill album last week, I love dark hair and good teeth, but I'm 25 and my room is a damn wreck.
FYI...I just got a Built to Spill album last week, I love dark hair and good teeth, but I'm 25 and my room is a damn wreck.
Try a program called Alcohol 120 - its a good one for that kinda thing. Can't help ya with the man thing though lol.
Oooh, good choice. If you like that pick up Ancient Melodies of the Future. That's the one that always sneaks its way back into my car...and stays there for days on end. Amazon usually has them used and under 10 bucks. Also for you: Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots. Kind of like a rock opera, without the cheese or Dennis De Young. Oh, it's genius!
Matt, thanks for the tip, but that website scares me. it's obvious that I can't encrypt my way out of a paper bag. I'm lucky I can drive a car and use a computer. Seriously. I'm sort of, um, "special."
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