The arrival of EDDIE's set forces me to change up my Fave 5 SGs. Filling this thing out has never been harder!... I'm just going to have to keep changing it up once in a while. For now, I've given Bambi, Emily, Gadget, Kay, and Kikka a long run, and they are still my Fave Top Five, but I'm gonna include others from my Other Fave Top Five, and the Secret Other Fave Top Five.
Yesterday's book fest went very well. I saw Bill Lee and Jim Bouton, a dream baseball-book-panel if ever one existed (just needed to add Bill James, I guess), but will leave off comments here since most everyone would be bored or confused. Hit me up for further discussion.
Chuck Barris followed, and did a great question and answer session from himself to himself, such as:
Chuck (reads paper): "Did you really kill people for the CIA?"
Chuck: "I'm not talking about that."
Chuck (reads paper): "What do you mean 'I'm not talking about that'?"
Chuck: "I'm not. Next question."
Chuck (reads paper): "I think we should go back to the last question."
He even tackled most of the question I wanted to ask him:
Chuck (reads paper): "Why did you leave the United States to live in San Tropez?"
Chuck: "I got tired of reading about how I was lowering the American culture."
Chuck (reads paper): "Why did you come back to the United States?"
Chuck: "I got tired of seeing all the sports scores two days late."
I later asked him what he missed about San Tropez. I figured he might mention the vineyards, villas, the shores, or games of bocci with the local elders. He said, "The croissants. You just can't get croissants like that in the US.... that's about it."
There was also a great part where a woman stood up for him. He'd said a newspaper headline for The Dating Game in 1965 said- "Daytime TV Hits All-Time Low," and a woman replied, "You've got shows like The Bachelor and The Bachelorette now that are way worse." Chuck said, "Ah, they're even worse than The Dating Game? Why, thank you."
At that same stage, before Chuck, Jim, and Bill, there was a woman author (who'd started by writing plays) named J California Cooper who was a really great speaker. She read a story of hers, but spent much of her time... kinda preaching, you could say, but it was preaching wisdom, living a self-aware, kind, thoughtful life, so I rather enjoyed it. She was very off-the-cuff, mentioned religion a teensy bit but was very rational, sensible, and eloquent. I'd definitely go see her again, and want to read some of her stuff.
I spent most of today out in parks. It is turning nice here in Portland. I can't imagine not going to DJ hypnogogic's later.
I need to remember more little stuff to write in here... stuff that maybe people can relate to more than my constant relating of what I do each day! I need to get things more interactive in da blog, here.
For instance- there's some little car ad out there about "What if real life had features like your car?" like if you could open yr house door with a remote-push-button key. Actually, it's ridiculous how many times I've gone to punch my car-door button when approaching my VA house or OR apartment door in the past couple months... just a while ago, at Safeway, I started to go for the keys with my thumb while walking to the sliding exit door. I've never felt dumber. Overall, I've done this like a dozen times since I got the car.
Yesterday's book fest went very well. I saw Bill Lee and Jim Bouton, a dream baseball-book-panel if ever one existed (just needed to add Bill James, I guess), but will leave off comments here since most everyone would be bored or confused. Hit me up for further discussion.
Chuck Barris followed, and did a great question and answer session from himself to himself, such as:
Chuck (reads paper): "Did you really kill people for the CIA?"
Chuck: "I'm not talking about that."
Chuck (reads paper): "What do you mean 'I'm not talking about that'?"
Chuck: "I'm not. Next question."
Chuck (reads paper): "I think we should go back to the last question."
He even tackled most of the question I wanted to ask him:
Chuck (reads paper): "Why did you leave the United States to live in San Tropez?"
Chuck: "I got tired of reading about how I was lowering the American culture."
Chuck (reads paper): "Why did you come back to the United States?"
Chuck: "I got tired of seeing all the sports scores two days late."
I later asked him what he missed about San Tropez. I figured he might mention the vineyards, villas, the shores, or games of bocci with the local elders. He said, "The croissants. You just can't get croissants like that in the US.... that's about it."
There was also a great part where a woman stood up for him. He'd said a newspaper headline for The Dating Game in 1965 said- "Daytime TV Hits All-Time Low," and a woman replied, "You've got shows like The Bachelor and The Bachelorette now that are way worse." Chuck said, "Ah, they're even worse than The Dating Game? Why, thank you."
At that same stage, before Chuck, Jim, and Bill, there was a woman author (who'd started by writing plays) named J California Cooper who was a really great speaker. She read a story of hers, but spent much of her time... kinda preaching, you could say, but it was preaching wisdom, living a self-aware, kind, thoughtful life, so I rather enjoyed it. She was very off-the-cuff, mentioned religion a teensy bit but was very rational, sensible, and eloquent. I'd definitely go see her again, and want to read some of her stuff.
I spent most of today out in parks. It is turning nice here in Portland. I can't imagine not going to DJ hypnogogic's later.
I need to remember more little stuff to write in here... stuff that maybe people can relate to more than my constant relating of what I do each day! I need to get things more interactive in da blog, here.
For instance- there's some little car ad out there about "What if real life had features like your car?" like if you could open yr house door with a remote-push-button key. Actually, it's ridiculous how many times I've gone to punch my car-door button when approaching my VA house or OR apartment door in the past couple months... just a while ago, at Safeway, I started to go for the keys with my thumb while walking to the sliding exit door. I've never felt dumber. Overall, I've done this like a dozen times since I got the car.
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I'm in the long process of rotating my top 5 alphabetically. I'm only up to the letter 'J' and i've been doing this process since i was in Tampa. But i'm not complaining. Systematic research of neckid chicks rocks.
I doubt they'll actually be mad at me if i do call, and i'm sure they're probably a little annoyed that i didnt. It's a mental block i have for various reasons that i won't get into now. I'm sure you dont need to hear my psycho-emotional-drivel.
He prolly meant to say his "pee pee" or his "wee wee"!!!