I feel somethin' creepin' in and I'm tired of this ga a a ame...

So I'm hangin with a buddy at the Director's Guild, waiting in line to see Eden à l’ouest at the COL COA Festival last night. I go into the bathroom and as I'm freshening up, I see this big klingon on my beard. I think to myself, "Oh great, I've been walking around all day with lunch stuck to my face. And no one was cool enough to tell me?..."

As I wipe my hand across it, I notice it is still there. I lean in closer to the mirror and much to my surprise, and chagrin, it's not food at all, but a pure white hair poking out in all of it's raillery and bluster. Suddenly I see a small batalion of them, clearly visible, lurking about around my chin! I couldn't believe it! It's as though it happened in a matter of hours. I mean, I woke up in the morning, washed and groomed myself, and there was NOTHING there out of the ordinary!

Well, that's age I suppose... it certainly creeps, then pounces without warning!

Hey, what are you smirkin' at?! It's not funny!! It's not! {sniffle}

Vlad the Destroyer. A follow up...

Well, much to everyone's dismay, or delight... Vlad, from previous entry, never did show his mug and the clients ultimately got their bench and then called me sometime thereafter to purchase again. HA!

As a follow up for Stu, and thanks to my friend PuffyStatic, I spied this tasty little morsel. Enjoy...

Ever notice that you never see a motorbike parked in front of a psychiatrist's office?...

My bike has been in pieces for over 2 months now. There have been silly, crazy delays here and there. It is a very difficult sensation to overcome. It's as though I am walking around missing an appendage... This weekend I got a Harley Dyna on loan and rode around for the day. Now, cruisers are generally not my cup of tea, but the Dyna was lovely to ride. And yes, I must admit that I rather enjoyed the vibe and attitude that such a machine commands.

The skinny of it is, that it was extremely therapeutic. Riding around all day Saturday, down and up the coast, the sun shining, ocean breezing, salt airing... Peaceful and satisfying. I am sooo looking forward to getting my bike back together!

Damn...

Mr. Snuffleupagus just fell off the wall! Oh Aloysius, why won't you stick? It wasn't I that said you jumped the shark...

Suck It!!

Hello Houston? Um, er, uh, hold please...

Well... I am trying. I made plans with a couple of friendly acquaintances, they used to be neighbors, but they had to bail last minute. I then went out tonight to support another friendly acquaintance who was having a charity affair for breast cancer. One woman I dated was there (who I still have the hots for) and another who is a friend of hers. There was live music. I had a couple of Blue Moons with a slice of orange. It was nice. At the end, I got the cold shoulder, big time! I told the gal I used to date that she looked as gorgeous as ever and if she ever wanted to get together, give me a ring. I held my hand out to hold/shake hers, she wouldn't even put out her hand... Brrr. Ah well, fuck her. Who needs that, right?. So I hopped on the Harley and rode back to the hood. Stopped off at a local fill station, had another BM (ha, not that kind of BM!), sang a song for the karaoke machine and headed home. Now I'm home, buzzed, listening to Floyd and writing this garbage. All in all, an interesting night I suppose.

I have been doing my best to not feel angry or rejected or bummed out. I'd say I'm fair to midland. That's all for now. Over and out.

Remember when you were you were young? Shine on...