ta ta tuesday at the ballpark

Nicole, Tricia and I rode the BART up to Oakland to see an A's game for titty tuesday yesterday. I had gotten some free tickets from a co-worker. I'm not a huge fan of basball, or organised sports at all for that matter (hockey doesn't count *wink wink*) but hey, free tickets are always a good way to change things up on your weekly girls night. We filled up the flasks, paid out 6 dollars for round trip fare, bought our hef's and nachos and settled in for America's favorite pasttime.








We passed a vigil when turning into Fremont. A call to all residents of the city to turn in information surrounding an unsolved murder. I am a huge fan of demonstrations. I feel that in our internet-based world, gestures like this really DO make an impact...when people get out of their homes and really impact a LOT more people.




Some plans for the upcoming work week....it is my Sunday night after all...
building a worm bin

trying to locate some free glassware for transporting food to and from work, getting rid of the plastic..

who knows what else...I could paint, sew....other things to not spend money i suppose.
I miss this guy

he'll be home friday night..

The Bronx and an F-$ bday

We saw the Bronx play at the Independent last week. Awesome. The opening band was a joke, but fuck....the Bronx made up for it....I haven't felt like I wanted to go smash elbows with idiots at a show in quite some time, but this night I did.









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Things that go on in the shelter in the interim...
3-4 mice on the wheel at once = constant entertainment



so cute



Canela baby girl

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Frank's b-day / Texas Party at Haley and Jonathan's









The magic Birthday cake...non-alcoholic


Lela's awesome closet-find boots

Nickel and the Regional Semifinalist


Alex and Lela

contemplations in a psychadelic wing chair

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my baby leaving on a jet plane..
by my lonesome till friday

Pan's Labyrinth = Overpriced Distraction

Ok Ok I know....its award winning and stuff. Ask yourself why?


Barrett and I watched Pan's Labyrinth last night. Him for the first time, me for the second. Despite the overwhelming plot jumps and reaching for believability...it was just plain BORING. I don't think the whole juxtapozing of period piece with fantasy piece worked at all. Either give me a movie about the 1940's Spanish Guerillas or one about a little girl trying to get into her own wonderland...not both. You're constantly trying to care about two completely different subjects, both totally different from one another. I think it comes off as a total waste of two hours, spent either wondering what was actually going on in Spain in the 1940's or gazing at the pretty colors of the CGI...which is such an easy fucking cop-out for "good movies" these days. The other thing is it is trying to relate Fairy Tales to something grown people can care about and be amused by, because this is obviously NOT a kids movie. Smashing a rebel in the face with a bottle until you can blatantly see his face caved in is not something I'd want any child to see...yet what mature adult is going to be entertained by the quest of a fantasy princess to sit on her throne for many centuries? The ultimate case for why this movie has gotten so much good press is that it succeeds in being a giant DISTRACTION. Don't get me wrong I'm all for artful pieces relieving our overly stressed minds from our day-to-day...but give me a story to get into either fictional or non, rather than throwing millions of dollars at a computer and set design hoping to get a catchy story line out of it.
Bottom line...see Devil's Backbone instead.

three day weekends start on monday

Since I am one of the lower totems on the pole at work, my normal days off fall on Tuesday and Wednesday. This week since we're celebrating labor....I got Monday too. Lots of time to work on things around the house, read, go to shows and stuff like that.

On Sunday, Barrett, Jami and I drove over to Ben Lomond because Dead Meadow was playing a little show at this creepy place called Brookdale Lodge. It was built in 1900 and is rumored ro be one of the most haunted places in California. I don't really believe in that, but it did have this eerie feeling in its many antiquated rooms and lounges.Totally pretty though. Dead Meadow was filming a video that night and had asked everyone to come in masquerade. We didn't, but got right up close anyways.













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Yesterday, Nicole, Frank, Barrett and I went to The Counter in Santana Row, this gourmet burger place where you can make a custom burger from like a million toppings and choices. Their veggie version is vegan and made in-house....really really good, but the price is totally gouging. Normally I wouldn't be caught dead back in Santana Row, but I had to try this sandwich.
From there, we drove up to the city to go to Zeitgeist to spend our afternoon off drinking with a couple hundred friends. It was so packed.

Frank lookin desperately for a table

After a pitcher or so, we were able to sit and broke out the Travel Scrabble!

I would have felt kind of awkward, but its totally commonplace at this bar to bring your own nerdy games, its like nowhere I've been. The people on the other end of the table had brought their own Boggle, the table behind us was all wrapped up in some board game with cards, screaming at each other. We are such huge nerds but it was so much fun. After a couple games, we put it away and started playing Bullshit, a card game. We were like 4 or 5 pitchers deep, except Frank because he was driving, and were literally calling every play as BS at the top of our lungs.

It was a total mess.

around 9 or so it was burrito time and the end of the evening...good day for sure.

9 days seems like a lifetime

And I have been away for the entire time. I'm tired. Life has a lot going on. I've been thinking about what matters...its all pretty relative I guess. So why does it bother me what other people think? Its only because their backward ass thought processes tend to reinforce hurtful systems that don't help them and ultimately affect me. My heart is bleeding out of my chest for these assholes. I saw this movie "Idiocracy"...the movie was total crap but the concept is so completely relevant its terrifying in its own way. Basically, an average guy and a hooker are frozen in a military experiment, forgotten about for 500 years, then wake up to a world where morons have overpopulated the earth, corporations have taken over and they find themselves the smartest people in the world. blah blah blah they end up fixing a few things and thats about it. imagine a world where the least educated, forgotten group of poverty stricken folks continue to just breed uncontrollably. where brand names and giant superstores and sex and violence are all that matter.. oh wait..fuck.
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we discovered a big billiards place up el Camino from us. It may have been too expensive but I think the beers are to blame for that. It was fun, low pressure and something different.


neither of us are very good at pool, so it was a pretty even playing field.
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Some random pictures from the past week.
Pacman produce



a cat that is most likely potty trained



which is the real one eyed dog?



can i help you?

shelter babies




and the sweet sweet candy Mona got for her birthday

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Barrett and I went to the Body Art Expo in Daly City to get some tattoos and visit our buddy Chris, who was up with the guys who own the shop he works at now. It was a pretty odd experience. I mean I consider myself a pretty calm and patient person, but it was really hard to center myself there. The booth was like an 8x8 section of the hall, with one guy getting tattooed about a foot from me, me laying diagonal on the bed getting my shin done, Chris, and the other 2 artists stuffed in the corners and two other shop employees hangin out, not to mention the million people walking by. Every booth had their own stereo system, there were a zillion different guns going at once, the hall had a main PA playing music,and their was a band playing outside...overkill perhaps. It was interesting for sure. I failed to get a picture of the 7 year old with the full upper body fake tattoo, or the full rib piece a guy was getting of Rick James, or the eleven million dudes with no shirts on. I did however, get these..
The shop's banner. The guy on the right is Julius, he had the pleasure of tattooing Barrett's feet.



pain...major pain



it says Live Free, one word per foot. It turned out fucking great.

Chris had drawn up ideas for both my shins, but we were running short on time so I just had one done for now. I'm hoping I can go down and get the other done soon.





imagine being kicked in the shin by a leprechaun with steel toed boots for like two hours....it probably feels like that. I know the final product pic is sort of swollen and red. I'll get a new one up when it heals. I'm so freaking excited about this one and the next one. Chris keeps getting better and better every time we see him. i love it.