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10.30.2003 today, on a very special episode of "Tallulahville"...My good friend Chris, aka "Big Daddy", is 30 today, on the 30th. That makes this his "golden" birthday. It also means I can now officially start calling him "old." Oh, how long I have waited for this day! But first, a mini-retrospective on what our friendship has meant to me: Chris and I met on New Year's Eve, 1997. What I learned from this experience is that you should always meet new people on holidays, because then it's much easier to remember when you met them. The other advantage is there's usually booze free-flowing on these occasions, so everyone seems a lot more attractive and amusing. And oh, how the booze did flow during our times together.
Of course, this was before I explained that he wasn't going to be in the harem, too.
10.26.2003 DAMN. IT.I knew this would happen. About 2 months ago, I bought an Apple iBook, and I've been pretty happy with it, despite the despicable trackpad, some web & software compatibility issues, and the little things that have stopped working recently for no apparent reason. At the time, I figured Apple was never going to release an iBook with their faster G4 processor, or if they did, it would be a long time coming. Wrong. The new iBooks are here, and they are bigger, better, faster, more. They are the same price as the old iBooks were. And I want one, BAD. If only I'd known, if I'd waited, I could have a faster processor, bigger hard drive, better graphics card, speedier wireless networking, zippier USB ports, the newest OS, same meager memory (which doesn't seem to matter since the Mac OS memory management really is superior to Windows), same trackpad I loathe, and the all-important feeling that I got the most bang for my buck. And, I wouldn't be sitting here writing what may be my geekiest boring-technical-crap post to date. I hate you, Apple. Stop making cool things I want! On a happier note, though, iTunes is now available for Windows. I personally find it quite delightful, and it's free, so hooray for everyone. 10.23.2003 average joe, pointless showComing soon to NBC: Average Joe, the show that asks, "Can a guy like this [show schlubby/nerdy/ugly guy] get a girl like THIS [show gorgeous super-babe]?" I can answer this question for them before the commercial is even over. Yes, yes, a thousand times YES, already. It's been proven repeatedly throughout history that less-than-studly dudes can win the hearts of beautiful women. Besides numerous celebrity examples, I don't know a single woman who would reject an otherwise delightful and suitable suitor just because he wasn't a fine physical specimen. Granted, most of the women I associate with are possessed of incredible depth and character, but even if they weren't, I'd stand by my statement. The fairy tale's called "Beauty and the Beast", you know, not "Handsome and the Fugly Chick"*. Which begs a better question: Could there ever be an "Average Jill" show? Of course there could, but the outcome would be far more complicated and uncertain. You don't see a lot of unattractive women with attractive men, and in those infrequent instances, even if the woman isn't fair of face, she's fairly hot of body. I'm not saying it never happens, I'm just saying this would make a far more interesting and contraversial program, because it so very rarely does.
10.21.2003 enter sandman, exit sanityFunny things I've dreamt about recently: 1) I was playing paddleball with a praying mantis (yes, it's all about the bugs with me), as in he was acting as the ball, not as in he was my opponent. Except he absolutely WOULD NOT die, even after I smashed him repeatedly with my paddle, so I guess he really was my opponent, after all. 2) I cooked a complete Thanksgiving dinner, turkey included, using a contraption in my back yard that involved monkey bars and a shower. 3) I killed an Imperial Stormtrooper by shoving my metal robot Boba Fett arm through his eye socket, into his brain. Because I was a metal robot Boba Fett at that moment, see. And he so had it coming. 10.20.2003 greetings from nowhereYes, I'm still alive. No, no one asked. Yes, I know I missed 2 weeks of "music you missed." I forgot to tell you that I decided to do my reviews monthly instead, for fear of blowing my obscure music wad too soon. No, no one asked. And in other non-news: A site redesign will happen, sure as I will continue to post non-thoughts about non-things. As is often the case, I can picture it all in my mind, but am stumbling on the execution. I'm also maybe going to write a story. A book-length story. Again, it's all worked out in my head, it's getting it onto paper/computer that's tricky. So tricky, in fact, that I have had this idea for over a decade now and done nothing with it. Did I mention that I'm a chronic underachiever? I know, no one asked. 10.09.2003 overanalysis overload"I'm tired of whys Ah-noldSo, the world is "marvel(ling) at Schwarzenegger's victory". Really? Why is anyone surprised by this? Ronald Regan won. Clint Eastwood won. Sonny Bono won. Jesse Ventura won. Fred Grandy (aka Gopher on The Love Boat) won. That one character actor whose name I don't know (he's in Tennessee, I think) won. How many times has a celebrity run for election and NOT won? Seriously, now I'm curious. 10.08.2003 it's all my faultGreat, something else to add to the list. The next person who tells me men have it as hard or harder than women is going to get a punch in the face from me, and if you are the recipient of such a blow and happen to be male, you will still have it easier, because my hand is delicate, and your skull is hard. 10.03.2003 music you missedIt occurs to me I have yet to feature a female artist here. Ain't gonna happen today, though. Artist: Grant Lee Buffalo This album has a rustic, Civil War-era Americana feel. It's kind of Neil Young-ish, except that Grant Lee Phillips has a much more appealing, versatile voice, that makes me weak in the knees. The album's mostly quiet and acoustic, but tracks like "Lone Star Song" and "Sing Along" rock in a dissonant, cacophonous way that I love. This is another one where the lyrics are hard to pin down, creating atmospheric sketches rather than explicit statements. One song that is easy to understand, though, is "Honey, Don't Think", one of my favorite love songs of all time. I don't love every song on the album, but I appreciate them all artistically, and it's an intriguing, evocative work all around. By the way, if you've ever watched Gilmore Girls, Grant Lee Phillips is the wandering troubadour who sometimes appears in Stars Hollow. Just a little piece of trivia for ya there. I should be cloned.I know, what a frightening thought, but then I could go see Queensryche play at a local venue tonite AND go see my friends in Noble Savage play at another local venue at the same time. But instead I'm just gonna do the latter, because it's cheaper, closer, and Queensryche has never once played a song I wrote, bought me a beer, or even acknowledged my existence. Now that I think about it, Queensryche sucks. Just the same, I do still plan to have "I Don't Believe In Love" played at my wedding, should such an event ever transpire. |
