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Thursday, April 08, 2010
Braun M&Ms

Location: the same old
Mood: daydreaming
Music: dreaming of blue skies, new horizons and sights

DUMBO restaurant

Just tried to make some sourdough bread and it barely rose. Damn.

I'll try again.

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Me: Do you wanna move to San Deigo?
Her: I heard it's boring there.
Me: We're boring.
Her: This is true.

Still daydreaming about elsewhere again.

Story goes that Van Halen put in alla their contracts that a bowla M&Ms without a single brown M&M hadta be waiting backstage for them otherwise they'd cancel an entire concert. Sounds like vain diva thing to ask, yeah?

Turns out, it was a shrewd business move, cause their shows're complex in terms of setup, and each linea their contracts had to be completed so that the show'd go off without a hitch. If they went backstage and there wasn't a bowl or any brown M&Ms, they immediately knew that no one read the contract closely.

Like I always say, it's the little things.

Speakinga little things, dusted off my old German book recently.

Vielleicht ziehen wir nach Deutschland um. Aber sie spricht kein Deutsch (nicht dass ich kann Deutsch). Und ich spreche kein Französisch..

Na, wenigstens haben wir Rum...


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It's April 2010. Gonna be 37 this month. Oh my.

Suppose it's better than the alternative.

YASYCTAI: Figure out how to get a certification in something. (120 mins/1 pt)

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Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Well-Traveled Gentlemen

Location: rainy NYC
Mood: sweaty
Music: the wind will be wailing but I will be sailing faster

Brooklyn Bridge at night

Merriam-Webster says that a gentleman is a man whose conduct conforms to a high standard of propriety or correct behavior.

Recently on ABC, report Brad Garrett on GMA, said about the scumbag that raped and killed seven-year old Somer Thomson "Law enforcement does not have time to keep track of people like this gentleman."

Could someone please buy Mr. Garrett a copy of MW or the OED and dog-ear "gentleman" and "scumbag" for him.

Evidently, he can't tell the difference.

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Went out to see the girl's family for dinner this past weekend. There's little better than a home-cooked meal.

It's a bit remarkable how different life is just an hour's drive from the city. There're deer there my friends, deer.

Onea of the most positive things about alla this blogging're the glimpses into lives so different than my own.

Mark Twain said that travel's fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness....Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.

Another quote I like's by Letterman, who said that Wherever we've traveled in this great land of ours, we've found that people everywhere are about 90% water.

Sometimes, think I've lived a rather sheltered life. Fella I know's off to fight a war ina dusty and dangerous place and another's come back. They've my appreciation and respect.

The weather's changing again so I'm thinkinga bridges again.

Her: Would you live there?
Me: (shrugging) Honestly, I be happy where ever you were. Well, you and the rum. (pause) Mostly you though.

YASYCTAI: Avoid shaking hands with anyone today. See how long y'can last. (24 hours/1 pt)

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Tuesday, March 23, 2010
My will's done

Location: yest, 8PM getting drenched on 7th Ave
Mood: disappointed
Music: had a dream That I could fly

Dreary, rainy, NYC

Rarely do a political post, but here we are.

In Underworld, the final words of onea the main character's, "My will is done, regardless."

When Bush was president, he made some jaw-droppingly poor choices, yes. But he also quietly tripled AIDS help to Africa. $9 billion to a continent where the average adult survives on $1,968 annually. He deserves recognitiona that. But the people that hate him don't wanna hear it.

Now it's flipped with Obama.

Consider the health care bill; the actual form of the bill's closest to the one that Nixon - the prototypical Republican - tried and failed to pass in 1974.

It's a universal health care paid by a sliding scale to help small business-owners and entrepreneurs, the backbone of the Republican party. Here's Nixons plan in his own words.

The current plan's shockingly similar.

And yet, cause it was introduced by the Democratic party, it's denounced by the same party that introduced it in 1974.

Prejudice in its simplest form, has nuthin to do with race, creed, or religion.

It has to do with making an uninformed decision.

Not married to any one ideology, my decisions're made on the best available information at the time. It's a reasoned way to live.

Stay away from those that're convinced they're right. Cause reason has no place in their world. And unreasonable people're dangerous. Insert my fave Nietzxche quote here.

As for health care, don't care that it's a Republican bill passed by the Democratic party or vice versa. My will's done, regardless.

YASYCTAI: Reason with your unreasonable friends. Then stop if they can't admit they might be wrong. (years/2 pts)
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Thursday, February 25, 2010
The Acquisition of Knowledge

Location: in the heart of snow
Mood: still @#$@#$ sick
Music: I be the same when it all goes up I be the same when it all goes down



Was wondering why this song - which rocks - didn't get much airplay. Then I saw the video. Least it's a good song.

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Always kinda surprised by the people that marry their high school sweethearts.

If I married my high school/college girlfriend, woulda had one totally miserable person here in NYC.

I wouldn'tve been too happy either.

People go through massive changes from 15-21, again at 25-30, and once again at 30. The issue arises when one person changes one way and the other, another.

Elizabeth Gilbert said it best, Marriage is not a game for the young. Janeane Garofalo said someth'n like, imagine being married to the person who's sole qualification was that they had the locker next to yours.

Been having a series of parallel conversations with three different people. Alla them're very prouda the fact that they're the same person as they were in the past.

But suppose y'believe the earth is flat. And despite all evidence to the contrary, your answer's that you've always believed the world's flat and that's just how it's gonna be.

(Insert your favourite George W. Bush joke here)

Said once that being grateful is the key to not being broken. Lemme add the coda that it's also a willingness to say, OK, tell me why you think I'm wrong.

Put another way, why should the beliefs of a 16-year-old - when my buddy decided on something - rule the mind of a 35 year-old, his age now?

Are you better or worse if y'can say, I value the acquisition of knowledge above all else?

On yet another related point, become a man without a political party. The choice seems to be between a group enamored of their own ignorance and another inhibited by their own incompetence.

Gonna write in my mom as a candidate next year; if nuthin else, she'll stay until the job gets done and save taxpayer money by bringing her own coffee.

YASYCTAI: Consider the data. (10 mins/1 pt)

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Thursday, February 18, 2010
Time¬=Money; Time>Money

Location: in bed
Mood: sick
Music: with you I'm having a good time I don't mind

Antique clock

To add to the lista things that have the air of truth to them but no truth at all, lemme give you one I particularly despise: Time Equals Money.

A buddya mine put up this thing quoting just that and it reminded me that that's gotta be onea the stupidest beliefs a body could hold.

Time is so much more valuable than money. Money, you can make and spend; time you can only spend.

Put another way, if given X years to live, how much would you pay for one more year?

Any idiot can make a buck. But in 432,329,886,000,000,000 seconds, no one's figured out how to make an extra second for themselves.

Working at jobs y'hate, to buy things y'don't need, to impress those y'don't know. That's crazy.

So, if given the chance to make an extra $1,000 or go see your grandma, go see your grandma.

I didn't and I gotta live with that for alla the seconds I got left.

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Sick again. Y'know the drill, please send soup.

YASYCTAI: At least give her a call. (10 mins/1 pt)
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Tuesday, February 02, 2010
Showing up

Location: my desk
Mood: hungry
Music: life's too short for me to stop Oh baby

Parking lot in NYC


Him
: You sound like a nice guy. I'd hate to have to bring you to court.
Me: I am a nice a guy. I'd hate to have to meet you in court.
Him: My lawyer's a professor of law at Columbia. She'll tear you apart.
Me: She's just another lawyer. I'm something she's not.
Him: What's that?
Me: I'm right. See you in court. (hang up phone)

Since I wanna keep somea my private life private, didn't tell you that I was in another lawsuit.

If the past three years have taught me anything, it's that most people're a lotta talk. But Woody Allen once said that Eighty percent of success is showing up. So I showed up.

It just finished. Won't get inna details but it ended up a lot more my way than his.

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Had my date with my lady. Ended up playing boardgames at my fave local dive bar - they got candy at every table, lotsa boardgames and few meatheads. My kinda joint.

Been running about, ever in pursuit of scratch. Meetings, meetings, meetings. Nice though, not having to run the show. Not saying I'd never run my own company again, but am saying that it'll be a while before I do it again.

Just signed up for onea those rent-a-car-by-the-hour programs cause I hadta sell my whip.

The inexorable marcha time. Suppose 36's as good an age as any to grow up. Kinda.

Her: Why won't this work?!
Me: Lemme see. (condescendingly) Honey, you put in the battery in the wrong way.
Her: Oh yeah? Well, at least I didn't put on my pants backwards.
Me: (looking down)
Her: Shyeah...put that in your blog. (laughs)
Me: (muttering) Dammit...


YASYCTAI: Find more uses for sauerkraut. (60 mins/0.5 pts)

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Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Make it alright

Location: a light green couch
Mood: wired
Music: Same birds that followed me to school When I was young


The unlucky are nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky, Mr. Fisher. You are unlucky so I may know that I am not. Unfortunately, the lucky never realize they are lucky until it's too late. Take yourself for instance. Yesterday you were better off than you are today, but it took today for you to realize it. But... today has arrived, and it's too late, you see?


So another kid - a girl - killed herself causea cyberbullying. Do y'know about Lori Drew, the 47-woman that convinced this 13 year old girl into hanging herself? She got off cause the laws never thought that a bored housewife'd torment a kid to death just for kicks over wire.

Always wondered what kinda douchebag y'gotta be to torment someone just cause y'wanna and then hide behind a computer screen or cell phone.

It's a bitter thing to read cause I've lived almost three times longer than her and still feel like I'm a kid.

Wish y'waited. Cause y'grow up and wonder why people you barely remember ever affected you so much. Then they find you on some social-networking site and y'think, "Man, they look terrible!" and start to believe in karma but then change your mind.

Maybe that's just me.

Honestly wonder what people like Lori Drew tell themselves to make it alright for them to sleep at night.

Like to know, cause man, I could use the rest.

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On a positive tech note, pretty jazzed that as many people gave as much as they did to Haiti via text - something like $30 million in just a few weeks.

Didja know that Americans gave $1.8 billion to the Asian tsuanmi? I say the measure of a society's humanity's how they take carea those not as lucky.

Yet another reason I love this joint.

YASYCTAI: The next time you're angry, write Lori an letter. So rarely's someone so deserving. (15 mins/1 pts)
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Thursday, December 17, 2009
Frogs and Oceans

Location: my pad, having a PB&J
Mood: anxious
Music: let's get rich and build our house on a mountain


George Bailey
: Oh, now Pop, I couldn't. I couldn't face being cooped up for the rest of my life in a shabby little office. (remorseful) Oh, I'm sorry Pop, I didn't mean that, but this business of nickels and dimes and spending all your life trying to figure out how to save three cents on a length of pipe. (resigned) I'd go crazy. I want to do something big and something important.

Almost exactly two years ago, told y'about the saying, A frog in a well knows nothing of the ocean.

Was thinking about that for three reasons:
  1. Introduced two of my successful business friends whom I trust completely to each other. Both have been screwed blue by other people but neither - cause I know 'em - would screw the other. Problem's that, while I know it, they don't. Annoying. S'like setting two teenagers up on a date.
  2. Been thinking of traveling moving again. Always dream of it, never do. Gonna end up like George.
  3. Another friend's convinced that all men're scum. Convinced. Problem's that the one common denominator in all her (truly) abysmal dating history's is...her. She won't change her map, though, nor herself, though, which's sad cause the holidays're a crap time to be alone with a reality you don't want. I should know.
Man, there're oceans out there I wanna see.

Pa Bailey: You know, George, I feel that in a small way we are doing something important.

YASYCTAI: Drop me a line. Don't be psycho. (5 mins/0.25 pts)

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Thursday, November 05, 2009
Durian

Location: my room, cleaning
Mood: groggy
Music: This is how it works You're young until you're not

A metro station's escalator in NYC

Got a Hello today from Roberta, the girl I sat next to on the plane years ago. She's in college now and still traveling the globe from Italy.

What an interesting world we live in.

Had a full-on zero sleep the other night. The insomina's creeping back. Wondering why, but suppose it's just the way it is with me sometimes.

Saw the rents the other day and stopped by the local Asian supermarket for cheap produce and such. Saw a lotta non-asians there; laughed to myself only cause I can hardly make heads nor tails outta anything - then again, maybe they're all Asian scholars.

Can only imagine onea them picking up say a durian and going, "Why don't I give this a shot?"

A lotta young people too bouncing around. That's cool, that they're willing to shop in a joint where the only English spoken's with an accent.

Speaking of younger people, a lotta them're convinced that all Republicans're evil and that good things'll happen if everyone's a Democrat.

Which is not to say that the Republicans haven't bungled the last several years of power, they have. And there're d-bags and hypocrites on both sidesa the fence.

But the fence's sorta my point. There needs to be conflict to make things the way they're supposedta be. Y'know what y'get when you only have one party supported by millions of fanatical young people that are absolutely certain their cause is just, their party righteous?

China. Y'get China.

Love being Chinese but I cannot stand China. The government's as thuggish and vile as y'can get.

Nietzxche once said that "Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies." The key to not being a jerk is by accepting that y'might be wrong.

On that note, suppose I should really try a durian onea these days.

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Thursday, October 15, 2009
What I do, how I do it

Location: 13:00 yest, E on Williamsburg, 17:00 W on 59th St
Mood: rushed
Music: In this world it's hard to get it right

A recent exhibition at the Grand Central

My leg's not fallen off. This is a good sign. You'll be apprised, should the situation change.

Still sick though. Can't shake this damn cough.

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Went out to Brooklyn today for a potential gig. Never know if it'll actually happen but y'gotta go for every thing out there when you eat what you kill.

Sometimes y'land a whale; most times it's just sardines.

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My brother's trying to convince me to get a Mac. Problem's that I'm so useda doing what I do, how I do it.

Rain once said,

Imagine if y'go to a bar and there're beautiful women everywhere. Y'walk up to the hottest broad, say something, and she loves it. And everything y'say to every women works.

In real life the bar sucks, the women are only ok and nuthing y'ever say to them works.

The first part's like working with programs on a mac, the second's the crap you use.

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Halloween's coming up. Dunno what it's like where you are, but here in the Big City, it's carte blanche for the girlies to tart it up.

Halloween rocks.

YASYCTAI: It's time to buy a costume. Y'gotta, cause if y'wait any longer, you'll spent $70 for a jedi robe that doesn't fit properly and go to a party where it's all dudes who did the same things. (15 online mins/0.25 pts)

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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The SOOR

Location: apparently Dante's eighth circle
Mood: goodness, so hot
Music: been looking for something else. Duel it

A basketball court on a NYC rooftop

Me
: Realized why I don't wear flip-flops out. Think it's cause when I was a kid, used to and then when the other kids tried to beat me up, couldn't run away fast enough.
Her: (immediately) Oh don't worry, I'll protect you now.

Went drinking with Nadi and Paul at his pad this past Saturday. Quite something when you start drinking at 5PM and call it a night at 10.

Things have been pretty good these days; clients're slowly coming out of the woodwork. Been busy lately, not so must busy with coin production so much as busy with preparation for coin production.

Eh, tomayto, tomahto...

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Him: Gonna have the talk with her today, wish us luck.

Got no fewer than four friends that've had the SOOR (Status Of Our Relationship) talk.

Two got their walking papers, one got conditional employment, one got a permanent position - though, really, all good relationships're temp-to-perm at some point, yeah?

Think maybe that's why I was upset with onea my friends. Cause I felt like he already filled the position with some imaginary person and was just stringing the contestant along. But he says he wasn't and he's an honest fellow.

Frank Sinatra had this song I heard once where he said something like, doesn't matter if you're the dumper or the dumpee, sucks either way. Or not.

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Me: Can't do it, my finger's broken.
Him: (rolling eyes) Somethings always broken on you...

Lost my health insurance. This means no wrestling for me for now.

Still gonna fence though - grown men stabbing each other with pointy things, what could go wrong there?

Logan Lo, by Nadya Rockefeller
(c) Nadya Rockefeller

YASYCTAI: Help me find that Frank Sinatra song! (60 mins/1 pt)

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Thursday, June 11, 2009
My three islands

Location: 14:00 yest, taking these pics
Mood: geeky
Music: Slow down, you move too fast

59th Street Bridge from the tram

Quadros
: Rampage, where do you see yourself in 2 years?,
Rampage: Well, right now I'm 23, so in two years, I see myself, 25.

Bryson met up with me to take some pics for him on the tram. Was cloudy and overcast but I took them anyway.

Was born on the island east of this bridge. Live on the island west of it. Yet, I've never taken the tram to the island between them until today.

Afterward, we had lunch at Johnny Rockets. Never been there either. Thought of my grandma; cause y'always think there'll be time enough to do things. Then one day, y'find you've done run outta time.

He's having a kid. His wife, a doctor, agreed to let him teach her how to roll. Should mention that's he onea the best architects in his field and parta the teams in chargea giving the tram a facelift.

Me: Look at us, we're two old, ivy-league educated, white-collar guys. I know why I do it, why do you do it?
Him: It's just like running or something. It's not about beating the other guy, it's about beating yourself. (Fighting in the ring's) different than brawling; to paraphrase Rampage Jackson, if you get into a fight with someone in a club, eventually, someone's gonna have their feelings hurt.

Those three lives I told y'about. We all got them. Realized 90 minutes ago, that I've spent 90% of my life on these two islands, doing two very different things, living two very different lives.

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Before his rematch against Chuck Liddell:

Interviewer: Chuck said in his pre-fight interview it's gonna be a first round knockout. What do you have to say about that?
Rampage: If he plans on getting knocked out in the first round that's his business.

YASYCTAI: Do that thing that y'always think you've got time for so y'don't. (dunno/1 pt)

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Monday, October 06, 2008
Can you hold this for me?

Location: my black chair in my pad
Mood: awake
Music: I know I've got to let it go and just enjoy the show



It appears that the weekend life of a reforming womanizer's pretty boring and may involve: leaving parties at 12:30, picking up women for friends, cleaning the house and eating one's weight in blueberries. Alla which are far more entertaining with a Dark 'n Stormy.

Told you before that I've done some awful things in my life. Most I can't talk about. But one thing I'm deeply ashamed of is the number of times someone gave me their heart and essentially said, Here, can you hold this for me? And take carea it, willya?

And I nod and immediately turn around, stomp the crap outta it and hand it back a wreck. It's a jerk thing to do. And I did it way too often in my 20s.

Course, someone did it to me two years ago and nuthin realigns your thinking faster than eating the stuff you make someone else eat, yeah?

That's why I keep thinking of Caligirl and if she's right. What if I really do screw everything up so I don't have to go through it again? Sir Edumond Hilary once said that, It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.

It's not easy, trying to be a better than you once were.

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