Yes pericarditis.
Knock knock?
yeah its me...mortality.
Coach was taken so I took the subway.
Hope your nights free.
BUT BUT BUT THE MOMENT came when the fan dance is done to Bang bang. She is fan dancing all hot and going great and then its all abouthooping and the crying game. Banging the red line all the way.
To feel a huge crowd of straight hipster guys do a collective intake of breath while not being able to really say anything and still be "cool" all the WHILE he/she in long hair and lipstick is hooping her ass off inspiring admimration was such a hot/cold, sweet/sour, yin/yang moment.
I always believe the organic is so elegant and all we try to do is catch up. this little pitcher plant turned into a triffid on me one day and all I could do was take LOTS of pictures trying to capture its fantastic design. The inverted cup under the petals serves to force the insects to crawl closley to the petals and pollen hence making the pollination more likely to happen.
\missing Asia.
mmmm...tonight going out to Lucha Vavoom. Pics from last time.
Ok I look tired and was dead. Off the bike and to an all night party.It was a fun night at the Paramount Party. Outdoors. Fireworks and lots of fun boys.
Victory is Mine sayeth me. This old house is getting there.
No matter when you visit Miami there will be a radio station playing the following song (which is impossible to find by the way. If you grew up in Miami in the 80's you KNOW this song.)
Wedding Do's and Don't's:
Do ask what kind of Vodka they are serving.
Don't ask what kind of Champagne. (that's tacky) Sip it if you must for the
toast then go back to Vodka.
Do Dance. Brides will ALWAYS remember who danced. Its for them not you. And
if you are gay you are probably the best dancer out there.
Don't dance to YMCA. Its really TIME for that to die.
Do avoid the drunk, peach wearing stumbly single chick.
Don't talk about her. She is doing all the talking herself.
Do make the table rounds. If you are in a hispanic family this is harder than
the D day landing. We hold onto perceived and real slights like grains of sand.
Which over time grow and grow into pearls like floating mines.
Don't hit a mine.
oh and this is classic. remind me of a betty boop number "Johhny keep your gun clean".
off to Miami for the weekend.
ok I am 41. And I am full on in a whirl of where where where do I put forth my energies. Sometimes having a few too many interest leads to a "paralysis of possibilities" as I call it.
of course I look down certain roads and just sigh. I can see what it would take (endless meetings, issues, crisis after crisis, ego massaging etc) to do X Y and Z and luckily I may not have fuck you money but I certainly have a fuck you job. Which means that if its getting a little high maintenance or a little too ego driven by a pseudo director etc I get my marbles and leave.
BUT while the troops (nurses etc) love me I certainly need to work on my skills with the higher ups but it seems that there are people who are driven by money and titles and when they start to worry about those things the drive for innovation and risk drops precipitously.
AND while I was in "private practice" my partner wanted only PPO ($$$) patients and then you tell me if its possible to look in a waiting room and see on one side two patients one of whom will give you 200 bucks and one 20 and you tell me if sooner or later however insidiously when you are tired and working hard you would not think that my time is better spent on patient X than Y.
I cant look at a kid and say I have this great office and gee you have to go down the street because you are broke.
So I love working in the ER where everyone is equal. And yes overall we need
a solution etc etc etc but I rather get in my 9 yr old car and feel good about
it than my Aston Martin and KNOW I could do better.
PS I just ripped down a wall and reinstalled washer on my faucets and replaced
all sorts of plumbing so if you need ANY ANY plumbing advice let me know. I
am bursting with all sorts of tips. First tip bring an extra cup of coffee to
Home Depot in the Morning find THE guy in plumbing give him the extra cup and
say "Can you tell me a few things I might need to know?". My guy and
me are registering for domestic partnership.
Start
finish
All pics here. (plus some extras from the last night out in SF).
Sometimes its impossible to describe an experience. When you write it down it fails to encompass the whole or ends up sounding like a new age postcard.
That being said the Aids Lifecycle is a week of physical and emotional effort that combines high camp, high hills and high heels. Every walk of life from the dread locked, tatted straight white guy biking in a speedo (no kidding), to the 60 year old mom and daughter team to the hot as hell bikers etc etc etc. When you put people on bikes and say go 100 miles and its 90 degrees in the shade you do it only because you have a reason. And when a group of people are doing something for a reason it creates a goal and a group of people with a goal become very very close.
I rode during the day then helped out in the medical tent at night. Two other docs did the same thing except they rode much faster then I and worked longer hours. I had a bad last day and needed an IV in the morning but was able to finish the day and ride in for finish.
That is the ride. Laughing, crying, biking.
My moments came quit ely. When I was alone on the road just pedaling down the miles until the next rest stop. I would just hear the wheels on the pavement and the gears and my breathing. That's when I could get my "road mind" and think of what brought me to this place and what to do with my energy now.
Its really all about output. Where do you devote your time and effort? I think its best for me not to have the point by point plan since that stifles serendipity. However there are def. some areas and some situations that need a cleansing shall we say.
I have my brillo pad out and its warming up.
Just finished the California Aids Ride 5. Legs are sore, soul is full. More pics later.
ahh Mexico City. Really a great close getaway (from this coast). the W is really worth it and in a great area and killer drinks. The bar scene is amazing at night.
Its a big city of course with all that Mexico has to offer good and bad. Def. worth a visit.
of course the gay boys shirtless at the pyramids causes a sensation..
and Memorial Day 2006 all sorts of updates. I feel like I am thinking a lot more than saying at this point. so I should start writing a bit more. It seems to make the peeps happy. I am off for a week on the Aids Life Cycle. No updates sorry. Can't figure that our just yet.
Where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only
just began to form
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking feeling
Spin me round again
and rub my eyes
this can't be happening
when busy streets amassed with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy
Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before
the takeover
the sweeping insensitivity
of this
still life
Hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (so you won't catch me around here)
Blood and tears
They were here first
mm what d'cha say?
mm that you only meant well
well of course you did
mm what d'cha say?
mm that it's all for the best
of course it is
mm what d'cha say?
hmmm that it's just what we need
and you decided this?
ooh what d'cha say?
mmmm what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs (paper word cut outs)
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you (I don't believe you)
you don't care a bit
you
don't care a bit
(Hide and Seek)
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs
(Hide and Seek)
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit
you don't care a bit
(Hide and Seek)
Oh no, You don't care a bit
Oh no, You don't care a bit
(Hide and Seek)
Oh no, You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
You don't care a bit
Temescal Canyon.
Who does not have a Goodnight and Go in their life?q
bad cheap pixel ridden movies here. oh and the sound sucks. but its the next best thing to being hot, h___, and happy.
Where else can you go from Imogen Heap to Scissor Sisters to Madonna to Daft Punk to to to...the beer garden.
Not for the heat averse or dust averse. Of course I had the worst bilateral Corneal abrasions on day one and was begging to die. Really really not fun but my friends persevered I had only one true melt down thankfully with Mike only.