today's previous journal entry was courtesy of john pizzarelli and the cafe americano that i treated myself to since i was out of bed at the crack of down and pounding away at work all early and shit. now that my coffee buzz has toned itself down to a hummmm i think i can start to process abstract thought and devote a few words to the screen. the conclusion of the day will find me on a jetplane to my parents' house in old virginee. the weather forecast spells doom towards the end of the week with lows in the teens and 20's. before then i've got a few things to take care of, namely secure shifty's vegas-bound quarter ounce package of holiday cheer, settle a debt with my special girl, finish packing, and visit mama shady. i've also to find my checkbook as my inability to pay my bills vexes me to no end right now.
the weekend was a good one. christmas shopping was completed and there was lots of dank and beer to spread holiday cheer. cuisine included indian sag paneer and tandori, saltado de camarones from mario's peruvian seafood joint, and mongolian bbq. last nite shifty and i tried to catch the two towers at the arclight. waiting in line i saw the big display change to SOLD OUT right before my very eyes. cutting our losses, we went over to amoeba where i got lynch's fire walk with me on DVD for about what the price of a movie ticket at the arclight is.
i hit the gym on both saturday and sunday and had outstanding work outs. i was caught inspecting the goods in one of the big mirrors in the locker rooms on sunday. i admit it, i was doing a little posing and flexing when someone walked in. i hate when i know i'm blushing, i could feel my blood go from my heart to my toes to my cheeks and ears. i'm such a poser, but i suppose its not as bad as being a poseur.
met up with hot dog on saturday nite at the knitting factory for the monthly beat junkies party. hosted by rakaa iriscience of dilated, the line up featured mello-dee, rhettmatic and of course, babu. i was pretty surprised because the crowd was a bit sparce but the beats were still live. rhettmatic worked a little of rick james' mary jane into his set which was a treat. unfortunately, i had my brand new pipe confiscated by the security. i went outside twice to have a cigarette and got caught slipping, not something i'm very proud of. it marks the first time i've ever had a piece taken off of me and i'm hoping its the last. the first time i went out for a smoke, the security people let me back in without patting me down. the second time was an entirely different story and i got a good frisking before my stash was revealed. so secret santa, if you're reading this, i'm so sorry for being a bad stoner and getting your generous and super neat gift confiscated. i plan on making ammends, i'm just not sure how.
the weekend was a good one. christmas shopping was completed and there was lots of dank and beer to spread holiday cheer. cuisine included indian sag paneer and tandori, saltado de camarones from mario's peruvian seafood joint, and mongolian bbq. last nite shifty and i tried to catch the two towers at the arclight. waiting in line i saw the big display change to SOLD OUT right before my very eyes. cutting our losses, we went over to amoeba where i got lynch's fire walk with me on DVD for about what the price of a movie ticket at the arclight is.
i hit the gym on both saturday and sunday and had outstanding work outs. i was caught inspecting the goods in one of the big mirrors in the locker rooms on sunday. i admit it, i was doing a little posing and flexing when someone walked in. i hate when i know i'm blushing, i could feel my blood go from my heart to my toes to my cheeks and ears. i'm such a poser, but i suppose its not as bad as being a poseur.
met up with hot dog on saturday nite at the knitting factory for the monthly beat junkies party. hosted by rakaa iriscience of dilated, the line up featured mello-dee, rhettmatic and of course, babu. i was pretty surprised because the crowd was a bit sparce but the beats were still live. rhettmatic worked a little of rick james' mary jane into his set which was a treat. unfortunately, i had my brand new pipe confiscated by the security. i went outside twice to have a cigarette and got caught slipping, not something i'm very proud of. it marks the first time i've ever had a piece taken off of me and i'm hoping its the last. the first time i went out for a smoke, the security people let me back in without patting me down. the second time was an entirely different story and i got a good frisking before my stash was revealed. so secret santa, if you're reading this, i'm so sorry for being a bad stoner and getting your generous and super neat gift confiscated. i plan on making ammends, i'm just not sure how.
gil:
Happy Christmas