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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Tuesday, April 27, 2004 Links that pile up. Wow they’ve got some wacky stuff. The mint eyedrops are my fav. Thursday, April 22, 2004
Going to the east coast to visit my parents and my cats. Bringing a head cold with me. I probably won't post but i'm going to try to do some writing. Wednesday, April 21, 2004 One on None For the record: You're to chicken shit to say or do it to my face. Monday, April 19, 2004 Huray for campus security at CSF. "They put a parking sticker on my car [paper and adhesive sticker that is utterly a pain in the arse to remove] on my car so i put limburger on their grill." - co-worker of mine.
Speaking of odd and sci fi, i got a pair of these. I feel like Johnny Wombat, or a character from Mad Max.
Hurm. I think where I got whacked on the jaw is now an apses. But how can I be sure? *cue disturbed off beat sci fi space music* Sold on a name. Girlyman will be playing at the Paramount.
There are five people (not counting those who may or may not make it to junior year and are currently sophomores) on my 'please do not even try to give me any classes with these people' list. Three of them are tutors. THE YEAR'S BEST [ACTUAL] NEWSPAPER HEADLINES OF 2003 (or things you see in the Santa Fe New Mexican): Something Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert Says Sung to the tune of 'We didn't start the fire' by Billy Joel. Girl, theyh got a whole bunch ah permuscuitery womenz out theyre these days, and I’m warnin' you guhs yall gunna end up pregnan for theze menz and yall gunna be sorry when yall get like I am an haf 19 chirrens at your house and can’t get rid of ‘em and don rmember who none of em’s daddys iz. Sunday, April 18, 2004
Um. We get two (Pucksatawny Phil and Maggie) retired hedgehog from here. Hehe. They're wonderful and settling in well.
Someone once wrote 'Swan Dyke Lake' and performed it. I doubt i'll be able to discover any more about it but till then, here's Fat Fuck (keep in mind i'm still conflicted about a lot of counter culture fat ideas).
Shield guard is a liquid bandage. It stings like nothing else when you put it on but works well after being waterproof, resiliant and peelable if you want it off. I wonder if super glue would be less painful… Wicked lonerness So I once thought that the sign of a true friend was someone you could spend time with and not need an external activity to occupy yourselves and your time together. Now I realize for me I also need someone I can be alone with and feel I am alone by myself with. The worst I have ever wanted to speak Spanish A gorgeous Hispanic woman came up to the pizza window in the club as I was fixing the condiments outside of it. Maybe she just liked my sailor hat, maybe she had had more to drink than appeared, but she struck up a conversation and introduced herself to me and made an effort to keep it going. Damn Luis, all I know how to say are cuss words, kitchen items, and ‘arse cheeks’ in Spanish and I certainly didn’t want to say that to her.
I wonder if Martha is decorating her jail cell
What’s the difference between a player and a slut?? Saturday, April 10, 2004
stevie smith has stolen my heart
Dick Tator. Isn’t that a nice drag name? or perhaps Duncan T. Down. Also: Shirley Q. Liquor.
Oh wow! They have stupidly cute new cheetah cubs! Everyone now: aaaawwww!!! Just don’t try to ‘coo-che-coo’ them.
I think there should be a toy store for adults. No, not with adult toys in it, and not Putt-putt miniature golf either- but remote race cars and sailing boats, metal and wood puzzles, some old school video games or skill games, pool tables, four square courts, uno, operation with large cranes, any other game suggestions? Ohoh! The weasels that pop up and you bop them with hammers! something like Red Meat “Damn. Those girl scout cookies with inspirational sayings didn’t make me feel half as dirty as I thought they would.” I’m starting Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Because I still want to hit things, or, to be precise, I still like using force in general. I want to be able to see direct application to a situation on the street of techniques I practice in a dojo, not wait ten years for it to evolve or become a part of my repertoire I can implement effectively. I want to spar like my life depended on it. Why? It makes me feel alive.
Granted, I like his stuff- but why did Ansel Adams get all the attention of any black and white artist?? I suggest a class in Logic 101 I hate it when artists get a concept, do a project on the concept but do not make the content or the methods of trying to answer their original idea genuine or appropriate. Wednesday, April 7, 2004
Alright, so I finally got a 50ft phone cord after my dad chastised me and now I’m hooked up rather flimsily to the school network and have net access in home. Hurrah. This proves once again the entertainment I make and provide for myself will always surpass that of the external. Oh, and also this is why I won’t be posting picture heavy and other fancy flash website links- I can even load them.
Matt Furey (and he's got a sence of humor too). If you doubt the benefits of body weight training (that is, without weight other than your own bodies ie Calisthenics) go to a maximum security prison and watch them jump 12 feet in the air and swing across the bars.
Gotta find some place to read poetry where it’s not about who can rhyme the most like a hip hop or rap star or scream and stamp about so to try and show how big and emotionally serious their words are. Oh yeah, and where it’s not about winning, but listening. Scratched onto a table top outside Eske’s brew pub in Taos: Some people learn from pain. Others fight fire. “each more precious to the other because of what they had lost.” I had some CDs put on hold for me over at Borders books and over I walked with my soda. It began to sun shower- there was a huge rainbow arching over the whole of santa fe taller than the mountains. After I nicked the order from the empty sales desk in the music section as it had not made it’s safe little way to the front desk yet I had a conversation along the lines of ‘pearls before swine’ or 'when people that need help try to take advantage of those willing to give it', with a friend. I paid for the CDs and noticed the cashier’s tag said ‘DANTE’ I enquired about it. She said her parents had in fact called her that (a nickname I suppose), and that after her mother died she had changed it legally. In The Inferno there is a scene just before the gates of hell. The Three Ladies of Grace says to Dante that he will not go through hell alone and voila, along comes our dear friend and elder Virgil to guide and protect Dante. It was a wonderful little story to hear but I remember another one- 'Every living creature on this earth dies alone', even if we can go though hell with one another. Nice things Laguiole Knives.
An average Saturday at the park behind the Chavez center: a Harley Sportster parked in front of the RPG boffer fighting high schoolers having a barbeque including vegetarian hotdogs, some homeboys playing on the softball field, an all women’s 30+ team training very seriously to the side.
I tried to be my brothers keeper…I always did for him….but I am not responsible for his (mis)decisions and (mis)discretions and I never was. Easy as Babytalk (an actual conversation with a toddler) “Can you say car?”
“Didn’t I beat you at arm wrestling once?” -Ari Mis-gay-no-mores The movie ‘Bar Girls’ really stinks. I hope no one takes it seriously. Transporting strange comics in small baggies. 24 hour comic day. I’ll do it ifin’ I don hav to werk. I know you’re suppose to come into it without preparation but what’s eating my mind at late in my life would make a good one shot 24 hour comic.
Go away or I shall taunt you a second time. GI Joe. Because knowing is half the battle.
Our local hippy central. Body report My front left tooth is serrated. I’m not sure how it happened but I don’t like it. I totally want to hang with you. You remember that skit Monty Python did about people being attacked by mobs of elderly women? Well....here are the Raging Grannies and they rock. One in 3 possibility(ies) taken into your own hands. Think of it happening to you, or to someone you loved, or to your community that you have defended dearly and been active in- is revenge as ugly and twisted as it is, as cruel or temporary as it could be, ever the correct course of action when the law almost totally fails you? Perhaps if you accept the repercussion of said law when it doesn’t fail to finally catch up with you. Where am I auntie? There is ONE escalator in Santa Fe. We have plenty of elevators, and some places (but certainly not the city as a whole) have disabled access worth mentioning. Wow. Now granted this is just a modern mechanical device of convenience and I’m not sure which costs more to install/maintain and the building restrictions probably see to it that it’s VERY hard to actually put in an escalator but it was this and not legal incongruities such as progressive rulings on gender/sexual preference anti discrimination yet sexual crimes going unpunished because the particular facilities to deal with them are just too busy, that really raises the question, is this the ‘City Different’ or the ‘City Arse Backwards’? It’s the death of my desire. After making about eight of them in a row and burning myself with the hot dripping unruly American cheese and the slippery sautéed onions and bell peppers I happened to taste the juice of a philly cheese steak. I have been avoiding ingestion of them for almost two year based on the fact the meat we use just doesn’t taste as fresh in the mouth (and not chewy) or refreshing and energizing in the tummy as good meat should. But by golly…that meat and cheese taste I could have sold my soul for. So I fired up the grill again and laid one down. Yes. I ate a philly cheese steak.
Mr. Carl said I could test ride his Suzuki Intruder (even if it is a crank) next time we’re both on campus. Weeeee!! I don’t think he caught the gleam in my eyes or else he might have changed his mind.
I learnt how to plié. Ow. Oh sod it. I wanted to be… I’m a pizza girl and I’m ok
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