Archive for November, 2009


Oh shiznet

Damn, a contest to see if you write like the Rogue Queen, Sarah Palin?? It’s done, son!  I already write like her anyways, so it shouln’t be that hard.

A short snippet from her book:

“As the soles of my shoes hit the soft ground, I pushed past the tall cottonwood trees in a euphoric cadence, and meandered through willow branches that the moose munched on.”

Sounds very close to the prissy prose I share with y’all, and I’m scerred. Gosh darnit!

One more day until Turkey Day. I think there are a couple of undercard fights until the Main Event on Family Fight Night, but why I am being such a bitch-ass about it.  Well, I’ve let it go, son. I’m not so sure about my sparring partner.

Imagine if all family fights followed the pre-fight rituals of the real deal: Press Conferences, fake posturing during press junkets, cable television mini-docu-dramas, invective sound bites, and of course, the official weigh-in, wearing practically nothing. Dooot, sounds like fun, no?

“Oh yea, what about the time you changed the friggin’ channel when I was watching ‘Dancing with the Stars’??!”

“Bring it on, foo’, you can’t handle this!!” “Besides,  we all know the show is fixed”

“Just like yo’ face!!”

[Insert both camps from each side of the family trying to break up the main “fighters”]

Oh, well.  One can dream.

Jam before Fight Night: “Creep” Radiohead



Gobble this

I never really fell into the Turkey Day drama-rama category with la familia, but alas, never say never. This year’s fete will be a mine field of slow boil tension…just hope no one sets it off, because I might go Queen Latifah and set it off…just sayin.

Jam of the Day: “Set it Off” Audioslave


Ode to Scotch

Your tender sweetness, masked delicately in hues of rustic springs, grabs me. Tight and dear. Dear one, I cling to you. A fat kid loves chocolate cake. NO!  Fat kid knows no love like the simple and austere pull you have over me. A flame burning next to a puddle of kerosene: we will explode mixed as one. Ah yea. You dangerous, son.

Wow…that was fun.

Jam of the Day: “The Drugs Don’t Work” The Verve



Swell Season

Dammit!  Swell Season (Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova) is playing tonight at the Paramount in Oaktown.  Ugh…por que? Por que!!

Jam of the Day: “Tonight, Tonight” The Smashing Pumpkins


Oh Cuzzy Part Deux

Tim(my) Lincecum wins his second consecutive Cy Young Award as the best pitcher in the National League.  Rigedy Rao, son!

Eh…nothing more to add.   Still “writing” the novel for NaNoWriMo…who wants a copy when its done? Ah yeaa…

Jam for Timmy: “Pass the Dutchie” Musical Youth


Oh Carrie

Hook a brotha up.  Not one, but seven sex tapes??  Damn, girl.

Jam for Carrie Prejean: “Carrie” Europe



Scotch…i love you.

Jam of the Day: “Ain’t Nuthin’ but a G Thang” Dre Dre and Snoop Dogg

BTW – Did Hootie (Darius Rucker) really win Male Singer at the CMAs?? Just wondering…