Month: April 2006

podcasting, here I come!

I used to think podcasting was a little silly; mainly because I don’t listen to any, and I don’t really know that much about them. Yes, that is something you should know about me, if I don’t know it, I ridicule it. Things work better that way. Anyway… Now, I have been invited to be a member of the Georgia Podcast Network, that some of my friends created. Last night, we had our first podcast party, and I recorded my very first podcast. While I thought I was a little silly, and do have doubts as to whether anyone would actually want to listen to me go on and on about whatever for however long I talked, I definitely thought it was fun. Too bad Rusty deleted it. Anyway… Next time I do one, I will let you all know so that you can check it out over at the Georgia Podcast Network’s site, when it goes live. I am pretty excited about being a part of something like this, and I really appreciate Amber and Rusty designing it, and wanting me to be involved! Can’t wait till the next podcasting!

Also, we are making up funny “commercials” and “PSAs” that will play like real commercials during some of the other podcasts. Watch out for those, because some of them are hilarious… that is what happens when I get together with a bunch of creative people (I’m looking at you Tony!), and have beer a flowing! Stay tuned…

what I learned at the dogwood festival this year:

— It is possible to drink for 12 hours straight and be alright.
— Lori’s buffalo chicken dip stuff is the food of the gods. I want that recipe.
Do not leave children unattended. Seriously. They may find, and start drinking, alcohol.
— I am not the only person that is OCD about clean hands.
— Some of the art at the festival is actually cool.
— You too can get yourself air brushed.
— It’s actually superheros that kill fire ants.
— Midnight blue doesn’t only ryhme with purple shoe; it is a purple shoe.
— Shh… we are seceding.
— Threadless shirts rule. Everyone has them; at least, the cool everyones.
— Watch the ground, you may find money.
Free koozie = awesome. Thanks Dave!
Jumping on a trampoline may seem innocuous at first, but someone inevitably gets hurt (sorry Brian!; I really do feel bad!).
— I think I may have torn something in my knee. (see trampoline related injuries)
— You too can be embarrassed because you are outside having a stupid argument with your boyfriend on the phone while everyone else is inside playing Cranium. Weirdness. Sorry guys.
— Playing charades is awesome; and frequently hard. Especially if you are drunk.
— I think I drank like 90 beers yesterday. AND, that totally massive rum and coke; seriously, it was made in a Nalgene for crying out loud.
— And last be certainly not least; blogging is cool because it has allowed me to make friends with some of the coolest people ever.

So, we will do this again soon, right? We don’t need no stinking dogwood festival as an excuse!!

Cartoon at Out of Hand

My awesome friend (but bad blogger) Steve Yockey has a write up about his new show Cartoon, in Creative Loafing… check it out here. Also, if you are in ATL, or will be in ATL check out Cartoon:
Through April 23. Out of Hand Theater. 7 Stages Back Stage Theatre, 1105 Euclid Ave. Thurs.-Sat., 8 p.m.; Sun., 7 p.m. $12-$35. 404-522-6194. www.outofhandtheater.com.

That’s right… three posts; one day. Can you handle the madness?!

fine this georgia patrol!

Since I thought that the woman being fined for the BuSHIT sticker was LAME and totally a violation of her first amendment, I think we should all get behind her and speak out as well. Luckily, it was thrown out, and she doesn’t have to pay the citation (there is justice! who knew?); and to celebrate, Kyle over at bumperactive.com, informed me that he is giving Georgia residents a free bumper sticker. I hope I get one! Go to the link and get one for yourself!


Amber has the link too!

thanks ya’ll!

I am still not 100%, but I definitely feel better today. I called in a prescription, but forgot my insurance card, so I will have to get it today… I never turn down drugs (except for the bad kind!). I also just wanted to say thanks to everyone that wished me well during my sickness… I don’t handle being sick very well because I HATE sitting on the couch for several hours and doing nothing.

We watched Memoirs of a Geisha last night, and eh, I wasn’t that impressed. Maybe it is the sinus infection. Who knows. Art show tonight. Dogwood Festival cookout tomorrow. Podcast party Sunday. Busy weekend ahead, and here’s hoping the sickness doesn’t come back…

What’s everyone else doing this weekend?

I’m sick

And maybe you guessed; I don’t handle sick well. I’m going back to the couch to watch TV and movies. I will probably watch Brokeback today. That is at least a highlight. I gotta run, I have hours of pouting and poking out my lip to do, so that James will make me feel better.

Hope everyone else is doing better than me today. Hopefully, my doctor will come through with the drugs, and we can nip this in the bud, eh? In the mean time… I wonder what effect beer has on Sudafed?

a story of addiction; my addiction

As you all know by now, I am a hacking, sneezing, non-breathing beast right now, thanks to nature’s big O; but I see fit to have a talk with you about a little something I feel the need to get off my chest. I have an addiction, and no matter how I try to avoid its seductive powers, I am powerless in the wake of its strong hold. Whenever I get sick, or have one of my 100’s of sinus infections each year, I start pumping in the drugs; Decongestants, Claritin, Benadryl, and just about anything else I can think of that will keep me from experiencing one more second of discomfort. I reach for the pills quickly, and carry around small amounts of them, medicating not as indicated, but as I feel the need to. But this is not my addiction, this is a normal reaction that most people have in the time of sickness. This is normal.

another “sex” post…

But this time, nature is the one that came. Seriously, there is tree semen everywhere, and my nose is more than inflamed. I am also loopy from my decongestant (that isn’t working; other than to just disorient me, and distract me from the fact that I can’t breathe), so there isn’t going to be much substance to today’s post. But, interestingly enough, it does make me think of what the drag queen Coco Peru, said in Trick, “You ever get come* in your eye Gabriel, HMM? It BURNS.” Well, kindly, nature didn’t come* in my eye, but my nose sure as hell burns. And, it is stuffy. Boo!

Bobafred (and surely many others of you out there) totally feels my pain. I don’t think that people who don’t live in ATL understand… I know that it is bad other places, but it is just dreadful here; apparently, the pollen count was the highest ever recorded yesterday. Damn tree reproduction. May all of our sinuses be saved from nature’s big O! Good for you nature, glad you got there and all, but bad for the rest of us. Oy.

[picture from billsantoro.com]

*I know I didn’t spell “come” in that way, but I honestly get enough weird searches without adding fuel to the fire

UPDATE: Apparently, the haze I am in is thick; somehow comments got turned off. DAMN YOU SPRING!!! They are back on now.

post office workers = egotistical maniacs!

So, the tattoo is still sore, but doing nicely. The stuff I have to put on it, Aquaphor, is really gross, and has my shirt sticking to it; I wish I could just sit at home with a baggy house shirt on and watch tv. Oh well. But all in all, no regrets. I just wish it were done!

Basically, the pollen has taken over. I will now commence sinus infection that lasts until september. Fabulous.

Finally, today I went to the post office to pick up a letter that was sent by certified mail (it was important). Thing is, it was supposed to arrive on March 22, and since it never did, I used the tracking number to determine that it was sitting at the post office for no reason. I haven’t even gotten a notice, and trust me, I have been looking for it, and I am 100% sure that I haven’t gotten said notice. When I went up to the counter after waiting for everyone in East Atlanta to buy $500 money orders (seriously, there is a bank right up the street… why not go there?), the clerk asks me for the notice.

whoa nelly, hold your horses!

I know you are all anxiously waiting to see some pictures, and after some death defying maneuvering on my part, I have at least one nugget to offer; here’s what it looks like today, after the first session (there will probably be three… he focused on the koi fish and finished them in the first session):

While it isn’t a very good picture, nor a flattering one, it gets the point across. When James comes home on Tuesday, I will try to get more pictures. I have taken some others, but honestly, they suck, and it doesn’t help that my arm is still pretty sore, since I did let someone jab it with several needles for around 3 hours yesterday. It wasn’t THAT bad, but according to my tattooist (russ abbott), I am on the extreme end of bleeders, which causes him to have to dig in that much more. Nice. Also, funny thing, he told me to eat a lot of jello before the next session, as it has vitamin K in it, which aids in coagulation. Fun facts in the tattoo parlor!

Also, I cannot even believe this shit, but the pain is what keeps reminding me that it happened: I am supposed to wear a cling-wrap bandage at night, in order to prevent it from scabbing (another lesson… who knew, right?), and I used that innocent looking Johnson’s and Johnson’s waterproof tape to hold it on. Well, it held on so well, that it ripped the skin on my inner arm, and above the tattoo on my shoulder. HOW is that possible??!?! So that is actually hurting more than the tattoo is; go figure. I have to figure out some way to keep the cling-wrap on tonight that doesn’t involve that devil’s tape.

Hope all are having a fantastic Sunday! And, let me know what you think of the tattoo… I love it. I think that it is going to be so awesome when it is finished; next appointment is for April 25th, so stay tuned!