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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Sunday, February 27, 2005
The Garlic and Green Chili Pistachios i got from Five and Dime are making me cough they're so strong.
Control the ballance of a yodelling drunk man.
Wow. I think i'm in a whisper corner here at the baking co. I can hear middle aged woman talking all about her life, her voice is being funneled and amplified by the round corner of the wall behind me. But i can't figuer out where she is...
The Sex Worker Art Show is in town. Nifty.
Met this bloke at a party a while ago. Maybe he'll give a friend a job, maybe he's not just another well read Santa Faker.
The neighbours dog barks at anything that goes by. Much like our room-mates dog. Anyway, since this dog is not one i'm actually living with but i still have to deal with on a regular basis, i've come up with an odd way of coping with it. Well animals can't talk for themselves, so i'm putting words into the nurotic little dog's mouth for my benefit. Everything it barks it's, "What? You ate JFK's brain?", "Huh? Timmy's down a well?", "You're an ex-vietkong with a thing for pantyhoes?" It's just going to get worse till one day the dog's owner hears me making these strange interpritations of the dog's inane barking and she'll think i'm flipped. Name Dropping. Ford Smith Because Steve mentioned it: The Art of Seduction by Robert Greene
He wants to rent an expensive house in a hoity-toity area and put big Sex Offender' sign in the front yard. His idea is that the owner would break lease with him and he would collect on it. And here i was thinking it was something to do with Mer-persons. Humph.
So long to the Walled City of the Nine Dragons. the writer's tool belt- holder for flashlight, matches, candles, paper, pad, pen, pencil, flask, caffeine mints and chocolate. Coyotes in suits Shameless Rest in whatever sort of state will suit you Hunter. And go out with a blast. Saturday, February 26, 2005 Two songs for today/night "no that i'm going nowhere
I think as a security guard, my job is more about preventing people from being furtherly stupid than from actually keeping any peace. No thanks, i'll leave that last bit to the cops. People for the Ethical Treatment of Anime Characters. How many Nagas had too die to make that naugahyde couch!!
U. G. Krishnamurti. Well there's a funny guy. I think he has the best response for the bland question 'what sort of music do you like', which is, that he doesn't really like music, he prefers animal noises. Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Um, so the illustrious Gideon sent out an email to his devoted followers, and me, about Kama Sutra Gingerbread Cookies for V day. Porn Bread indeed. Tuesday, February 8, 2005 pretty things in the glass arcade. Hisashi Otsuka Thursday, February 3, 2005
Oh Wow. Three people sporting Irish accent and dressed in green tights, green garb with green makeup just came into the cafe. They're 'Irish Faries'. They're handing out fliers for a production of the Irish ghost story, 'Angel Exit'
Hey hey hey! The comic collaboration I did is done and printing for the mini is underway.
Well the security job is stupendously easy. Let me know if you have a desire to play good cop/bad cop. I think it will be the easiest most layed back job I’ll ever have. I like my co-workers. We have quite a selection of characters including Dino, a very tall large gay man from New Jersey. We like to sing and dance. The empty arcade is almost like a maximum security prison in the dead of the night. But i get to read and spend time with myself.
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