Thursday, June 26, 2008
racist, schmacist
if it's racist to notice that a large percentage of public nose-pickers is of a certain persuasian then consider me a klansmen...and totally grossed the fuck out!
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
pandora...my salvation
have you guys heard of this dice thing called pandora? it's basically an online customizable music station. it's basically keeping me from taking everyone out at work.
about 3 years ago, before i realized just how important renter's insurance was, my apartment was broken into and my beloved ibook was stolen. not only was my at-home internet access taken, but also a way to add music to my ipod. i made due with making CD's on my brother PC and using my girl, jen's, imac to upload music sporadically. but now jen's computer, and jen, are in spain. i, unfortunately, can't afford a computer yet and, even more unfortunate, don't have any friends that have a mac. plugging into a PC is not an option as there are songs on my ipod that were not saved on a CD. so, my ipod remains at 1,717 songs from 2007 and before...
i had heard about pandora from people at work whose musical tastes i didn't necessarily share, so it didn't register as something i would be interested in. earlier this year, sara mentioned it during one of our gchats. i thought, "she seems neat, i'm bored with the 'that thing you do! soundtrack' that's been on repeat for 2 weeks, i'll give it a try!".
so the first thing you do is create a station by typing in a song title or artist that you like. i let me authentic self decide for me and typed in LISA LISA & CULT JAM. what followed was 6 hours of musical diceness that i had not experienced since the mix tape i made in the summer of 87. lisa lisa, stevie b, shannon, seduction, exposé, trinere. all my childhood memories in one place! i may have shed a tear or two.
from there, my stations grew. bell biv devoe station, 4 minutes station, shakira station, even a hall & oates stations for those easy listening days. the greatest part, when a song comes on that's hitz, you can tell pandora you don't like it and it will NEVER PLAY IT AGAIN! it's like a dictatorship and i'm drunk with power!
pandora has helped me get through my increasingly mind numbing days and has also reminded me that the shit they play on the radio here in the bay area is not representative of what's actually out there. while i don't have the most discriminating taste, i do, as you know, like stuff that is dice. pandora let's me remember the good ol' days of new jack swing and reminisce on the love i have of freestyle. it has also opened my eyes to artists like miguel bose and rbd. how did i live without mi amante bandido?
what i'm trying to get across is that pandora is dice and there's just no other way around it.
about 3 years ago, before i realized just how important renter's insurance was, my apartment was broken into and my beloved ibook was stolen. not only was my at-home internet access taken, but also a way to add music to my ipod. i made due with making CD's on my brother PC and using my girl, jen's, imac to upload music sporadically. but now jen's computer, and jen, are in spain. i, unfortunately, can't afford a computer yet and, even more unfortunate, don't have any friends that have a mac. plugging into a PC is not an option as there are songs on my ipod that were not saved on a CD. so, my ipod remains at 1,717 songs from 2007 and before...
i had heard about pandora from people at work whose musical tastes i didn't necessarily share, so it didn't register as something i would be interested in. earlier this year, sara mentioned it during one of our gchats. i thought, "she seems neat, i'm bored with the 'that thing you do! soundtrack' that's been on repeat for 2 weeks, i'll give it a try!".
so the first thing you do is create a station by typing in a song title or artist that you like. i let me authentic self decide for me and typed in LISA LISA & CULT JAM. what followed was 6 hours of musical diceness that i had not experienced since the mix tape i made in the summer of 87. lisa lisa, stevie b, shannon, seduction, exposé, trinere. all my childhood memories in one place! i may have shed a tear or two.
from there, my stations grew. bell biv devoe station, 4 minutes station, shakira station, even a hall & oates stations for those easy listening days. the greatest part, when a song comes on that's hitz, you can tell pandora you don't like it and it will NEVER PLAY IT AGAIN! it's like a dictatorship and i'm drunk with power!
pandora has helped me get through my increasingly mind numbing days and has also reminded me that the shit they play on the radio here in the bay area is not representative of what's actually out there. while i don't have the most discriminating taste, i do, as you know, like stuff that is dice. pandora let's me remember the good ol' days of new jack swing and reminisce on the love i have of freestyle. it has also opened my eyes to artists like miguel bose and rbd. how did i live without mi amante bandido?
what i'm trying to get across is that pandora is dice and there's just no other way around it.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
i know you seen me on powell street (true)...i had to let you know that I got a crush on you...
dear security guard at the union square BofA,
i have a crush on you. it may not seem like it when i'm dragging myself up powell street and pass you, but i do. i'm the girl who walks up that small grade like it was mount everest and sweats like roger ebert. i think i have a medical condition. i also totally stare at you until you look my way. we've made eye contact 5 times. i've counted. i've also thought about smiling once. but i don't want to scare you off by being too forward.
anyways, underneath that sweet, sweet sweat, is a girl that's funny, passionate, semi-artistic and kinda neat. i also clean up pretty nice. i'm hoping that that one day that i'm wearing a skirt, have my hair and make-up done and need cash, you'll be there.
one day, i'll get the courage to accidentally bump into you. i'll say "sorry", you may or may not say anything. either way it will be the best conversation ever.
sincerely,
MsMonis
i have a crush on you. it may not seem like it when i'm dragging myself up powell street and pass you, but i do. i'm the girl who walks up that small grade like it was mount everest and sweats like roger ebert. i think i have a medical condition. i also totally stare at you until you look my way. we've made eye contact 5 times. i've counted. i've also thought about smiling once. but i don't want to scare you off by being too forward.
anyways, underneath that sweet, sweet sweat, is a girl that's funny, passionate, semi-artistic and kinda neat. i also clean up pretty nice. i'm hoping that that one day that i'm wearing a skirt, have my hair and make-up done and need cash, you'll be there.
one day, i'll get the courage to accidentally bump into you. i'll say "sorry", you may or may not say anything. either way it will be the best conversation ever.
sincerely,
MsMonis
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
it should come as no surprise...
the rainbow flags went up along market street 2 weeks ago which means it's june and g pride is all up on us. it's here, it's queer, and i'm more than used to it. living in san francisco, with both my girl and boy BFF's gay as the good lord made them, i can't help but feel happy to live in a city where the chances they'll be gaybashed by a swarm of nazi skinhead klan memebers is considerably less than say bumfuck, oklahoma. it's also neat to know that, in this same city, i can see bare asses on a float in the middle of a major street one sunday every june. warm fuzzies, indeed. this year brings a special treat as i will not only be attending the parade and festival with my main g, keeks, but also his GBF from college, peter. he who hooks us up with all kinds of music and fun videos. (well, he hooks keeks up. i just benefit from sloppy seconds. i have no shame.)
did you know that some lesbos got married at city hall yesterday? those kooky kids.
so anyways, in the midst of all this gayness, how can one not get all swept up. i mean, the pride parade is the one SF annual event that i make a point of attending. i've never been to the chinese new year's parade, i have yet to attend carnaval. maybe it's because neither can boast past perfomances by en vogue and exposé. or maybe because there's no promise of 2 men dry humping in the middle of a gloria trevi performance...we may never know.
it wasn't until i was grooving to pandora at work and crystal waters came on that i knew why i hearted the gays so much. i knew that, while not gay in the sexual preference sense, on the inside i was a gay man. i've been one for years. it could have started with my love of musicals as a child. sure the 1st was "muppets take manhattan", but a musical is a musical is a musical. and if, my idol at the time, ms. piggy wasn't diva enough for gay iconhood then i don't know who was. which reminds me, "9 to 5" was one of my favorite movies thanks to early 80's HBO. hello? dolly parton? kathy griffin on "suddenly susan"? HILARIOUS. then there's the fact that i loved this and was obsessed with this. i would have to say, though, that my inner g was born on october 11, 1988; the day of my 11th birthday and the first national coming out day.
coincidence? fate? nothing to do with anything? you decide.
did you know that some lesbos got married at city hall yesterday? those kooky kids.
so anyways, in the midst of all this gayness, how can one not get all swept up. i mean, the pride parade is the one SF annual event that i make a point of attending. i've never been to the chinese new year's parade, i have yet to attend carnaval. maybe it's because neither can boast past perfomances by en vogue and exposé. or maybe because there's no promise of 2 men dry humping in the middle of a gloria trevi performance...we may never know.
it wasn't until i was grooving to pandora at work and crystal waters came on that i knew why i hearted the gays so much. i knew that, while not gay in the sexual preference sense, on the inside i was a gay man. i've been one for years. it could have started with my love of musicals as a child. sure the 1st was "muppets take manhattan", but a musical is a musical is a musical. and if, my idol at the time, ms. piggy wasn't diva enough for gay iconhood then i don't know who was. which reminds me, "9 to 5" was one of my favorite movies thanks to early 80's HBO. hello? dolly parton? kathy griffin on "suddenly susan"? HILARIOUS. then there's the fact that i loved this and was obsessed with this. i would have to say, though, that my inner g was born on october 11, 1988; the day of my 11th birthday and the first national coming out day.
coincidence? fate? nothing to do with anything? you decide.
Thursday, June 05, 2008
slowly spiraling into bankruptcy...
i never fancied myself a good money manager. i have a retirement account and an IRA that i never touch, which is good. but i have a credit card with a 5 digit balance and a savings account with a balance that fluctuates up and down, not steadily up as one would desire.
part of the problem is that i'm of the mind that i shouldn't deprive myself of things that i want/desire/covet. i buy in moderation of course. i mean shit, i have some self-control. which is why i haven't bought this or this. what but can i say, i like stuff...nice stuff.
so last month i dropped my beloved nikon d50 (with brand new tamron lens attached). the lens walked away without a scratch, but the camera body, not so much. i'd like to mention that i spent many hours debating new lens vs. new camera earlier in the year. new lens won since i didn't "need" it, my camera was working fine. i appreciate the irony, but curse it nonetheless. so i researched and posted on forums and cried. then i posted on forums, cried and researched. in the end, i realized what the universe had wanted for me all along and upgraded to a nikon d300 and deepened my debt.
then came the announcement of madonna's sticky and sweet tour in the fall with a november stop in oakland. i first experienced a madonna concert in 2004 from a decent, but still hitz, balcony seat. the experience had a major impact on me (it's still one of the best nights of my life) and it was then that i vowed that: 1- i will always attend a madonna concert and 2- it's floor seats or death! keeks and i were able to get floor seats for confessions and decided to join the fan club this year to be eligible for presale tickets. after some hitzness with "legacy" vs. "platinum" members we were able to get floor seats and make madonna $800 richer. unfortunately, they weren't as good as our confessions seats. so we took advantage of another fan club only sale and got 2 more better seats for her 2nd night in oakland. so now, we have floor seats for both nights. madonna: +$800 MsMonis: -$800
i'm going to san diego with my brothers for 5 days in july; plane tickets & hotel already paid. but i'm also planning a trip to the east coast for my birthday and one to barcelona in the spring. i also need to find a way to pay my rent and buy groceries. it's obvious which of those is a "need" and which is a "want". but i guess it depends on who you're asking, my brain or my soul. and judging from the amount of debt i've accrued, my soul wins out every time.
part of the problem is that i'm of the mind that i shouldn't deprive myself of things that i want/desire/covet. i buy in moderation of course. i mean shit, i have some self-control. which is why i haven't bought this or this. what but can i say, i like stuff...nice stuff.
so last month i dropped my beloved nikon d50 (with brand new tamron lens attached). the lens walked away without a scratch, but the camera body, not so much. i'd like to mention that i spent many hours debating new lens vs. new camera earlier in the year. new lens won since i didn't "need" it, my camera was working fine. i appreciate the irony, but curse it nonetheless. so i researched and posted on forums and cried. then i posted on forums, cried and researched. in the end, i realized what the universe had wanted for me all along and upgraded to a nikon d300 and deepened my debt.
then came the announcement of madonna's sticky and sweet tour in the fall with a november stop in oakland. i first experienced a madonna concert in 2004 from a decent, but still hitz, balcony seat. the experience had a major impact on me (it's still one of the best nights of my life) and it was then that i vowed that: 1- i will always attend a madonna concert and 2- it's floor seats or death! keeks and i were able to get floor seats for confessions and decided to join the fan club this year to be eligible for presale tickets. after some hitzness with "legacy" vs. "platinum" members we were able to get floor seats and make madonna $800 richer. unfortunately, they weren't as good as our confessions seats. so we took advantage of another fan club only sale and got 2 more better seats for her 2nd night in oakland. so now, we have floor seats for both nights. madonna: +$800 MsMonis: -$800
i'm going to san diego with my brothers for 5 days in july; plane tickets & hotel already paid. but i'm also planning a trip to the east coast for my birthday and one to barcelona in the spring. i also need to find a way to pay my rent and buy groceries. it's obvious which of those is a "need" and which is a "want". but i guess it depends on who you're asking, my brain or my soul. and judging from the amount of debt i've accrued, my soul wins out every time.
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