revmitcz

Figured I may as well update this LJ to at least include the myriad ways in which you can lurk everything I do, and/or point and laugh at me for my attempts to entertain.

If you're still using MySpace, you can find me at http://myspace.com/revmitcz - I know that's fallen out of favor with many people, and I can't say I blame ya. If you're more of a Facebook person, I've got one of those too - over at http://facebook.com/mitcz

Have you been bitten by the Twitter bug, and wish you had more pierced-up freaks talking about their dick? Well then, you might wanna try following me at : http://twitter.com/revmitcz

Like watching videos? Oh goodie. I have a regularly-updated (and pretty stock-full of me doing stupid shit) channel over on YouTube which you'll find at : http://youtube.com/revmitcz

Here's the most recent video I posted, which may be of interest to those of you who want some kind of update on my life :



And, here's the most recent stand-up comedy video I've posted over there (of which I'm quite proud) :



If you're lazy, and just want my blog entries to show up in your regular LJ feed - I've got ya covered there, too. Just add http://syndicated.livejournal.com/mitcz/ to your friends list. It pulls in my RSS feed pretty seamlessly, though if I've posted a poll (as I did recently) then you'll need to visit http://mitcz.com to vote on that.

If you'd like me to swing through your neck of the woods and throw down some funny bombs at your local club, you can make a demand for such things using this convenient URL : http://bit.ly/demandmitcz

And, for all other things Mitcz-related, there's my official home-of-way-too-much-shit-about-a-non-celebrity (as well as a list of upcoming live stand-up comedy shows I'll be doing) available at : http://revmitcz.com

Mkay. That should clear up the confusion. Hope you're all doing well. BTW, I still check my friend page here on LJ almost daily, so it's not like I've given up on all of you :)

Sometimes, I just wanna write an entry so I can show something to ed_dirt. This is one such entry.

Matt - enjoy this in all it's glory.

From now on, anything I post to LJ will be friends-only and/or "trusted" friends only (that's my special "no gossip/no drama" friends group).

I finally figured out how to get LJ to read the RSS feed for my blog site, and I got my blog's site's RSS feed to actually show more than one post.

So, if you want to keep up on my goings-on LJ style, all you need to do is add mitcz to your friends list and you'll get my posts, just as if I were posting them here on LJ.

For you, the transition will be seemless. You can still comment via LJ, see me on your friends list, and pull up that page as if mitcz were an actual LJ user.

Pretty nifty, I know.

Anyhow, now you're all in the know, and I hope I'm not losing anyone by going this "new way" ;)

Okay, so I went through the painful process of reimporting all my old comedy tapes, including ones from gigs that.. didn't go so well. I added a new intro to all of them, and I'll be outputting it to DVD for archival and "showing friends" purposes. I'm not selling them right now, don't think I ever will, but... I'll explain at a later time how to get your hands on one if you're just dying for it.

Anyway, the more important thing is that I put together a little trailer/demoreel of clips from some of my better moments on stage and I put that online. It might provide amusement. You tell me.

GO CHECK IT OUT!

7.5MB (not dial-up friendly)

UPDATE :
Several people have had troubles viewing the video in FireFox/Mozilla browsers. Don't know why, but if that's the case.. just kick open IE. You'll need Quicktime 6, btw (you prolly have it, as it's been out for like a year and a half)

UPDATE 2 :
I recut it, down from 5:30 mins to about 3:15 mins. It's also down to only 7.5MB from 11.9MB yesterday. So.. yeah. Mkay. you get it.

My friend Jim's been all a flutter about oil this week. A recent surge in "we're running out of oil, like fucking NOW" articles abound online and in newspapers is spiking the debate on oil dependency, and just how fucked we are or might be soon.

This article, if you've the time to read it, (pretty much) says it all

However..

this write-up by an author several books about our fucked situation, seems to give an even more grim outlook on the whole situation.

And if you're feeling exceptionally in need of worry, there's always this entire site devoted to it.

Personally, I can see that we're fucked. I recognize that. It worries me, to some degree. However, I also have this bright little bulb that burns eternal in the back of my head and inscribed on its glassy surface are the words "everything will be alright". That bulb has yet to be wrong, at least in my lifetime.

Now, look, I'm not saying there's no cause for concern. Certainly that's not the case. And I don't hate Hummer-owners any less. You're all still a bunch of cocksmugglers. Oil depleting cocksmugglers, mind you. In fact, there's a variety of reasons you should've never bought an SUV in the first place, but I won't get into that here and now.

It seems daily there's something new that pisses me right the fuck off. Concern for this horseshit theory about "Intelligent Design" (once called "Divine Plan" but renamed to mask an alterior religious motive for more cash in the collection plate so priests can further silence their 8-year-old worshippers-gone-fucktoys) comes to mind. As does a similar thinly-veiled attempt at repressing the country's free thought by calling out for laws to keep *gasp* same-sex couples from engaging in *gasp* hetero-activities like marriage. As if the heterofucked population hasn't already degraded and abused marriage and family life to such a sickening degree that it's almost become a punchline unto itself.

The whole thing is a steaming pile of shit. If they weren't greedy for money, it was power, then more money, more power, control of thought, everyone must be the same. If there's any dissenting opinions, I guess those better be put under control because dissent eventually leads to destruction of the popular (and often immoral and ultimately destructive) thought.

Maybe let the fucking oil run out. Maybe I don't give a fuck and I'd kinda like to see the whole fucking thing go down in flames anyway. It'd be an ironic twist, wouldn't it? The country that now exists solely by the money derived from every other country's reliance on our mass-consumption on an obscene level falls under the weight of over-consuming our once-believed most precious resource? Oh, how fun irony can be.

In the end..
I still blame Bush.

You really must try this. It's quite fun. Of course, if you're like me and you put yourself on your friends list so you can check all your own comments alongside your friends' entries - you might get some weird questions asked about yourself.

1. Go here.
2. Pass it on.
( my answers )

So, I found out just last week that we have an official publicist at MusicPlusTV. She and I just recently got acquainted via e-mail, and she's been doing a lot of work on my behalf to promote my new show "Aural Salvation". Below is the press release for this week/month. I'm the feature of the release, which makes me feel cool :)

Music Plus TV Video Jockey Hosts First Live Interview in U.S. With French Shock Rock Band 'Undercover Slut'

LOS ANGELES, CA–Music Plus TV video jockeys have had a field day–or rather, month–with politically radical bands stopping by their live Internet TV shows for guest performances and interviews. Strictly Live hosted self-described "socio-political" band Bobot Adrenaline last week, and Urban Rootz will host duo Blood of Abraham on Friday, a Jewish hip hop duo that strives to express social and political consciousness in their music. But VJ Reverend Mitcz has had his hands especially full as he hosts French shock-rock act Undercover Slut this week on three consecutive broadcasts of his show, Aural Salvation, with a fourth broadcast scheduled for Monday, August 22nd.

"It should be interesting, and likely controversial," said Mitcz prior to kicking off the series of interviews. "I’m a meat-eating anti-PETA person and they appear to be a militant pro-suicide French band all about animal liberation. Who knows what will happen?!"

Indeed, Undercover Slut boasts an extreme world view that is likely to incite controversy among even the mildest of conservatives. The band was quoted in a 2003 interview with Toxic Flyer as saying that, "Paranoia is awareness! Circumcision is mutilation! Meat is murder! And assassination is salvation!"

Claiming the best way to describe their music is "unpure and unsafe [sic]," Undercover Slut’s latest album, "Communism is Fascism," is available worldwide for purchase through CD Baby’s official website.

When Mitcz interviewed the band on Aural Salvation Tuesday night, he asked lead singer O what makes him happy, to which he replied, "If I were to be happy, the music would die. I think the day I’m happy is the day Undercover Slut ceases to be. I don’t want to be happy...I want to piss people off."

Despite the extremities of the band’s image and views, Mitcz is excited to make history as the first person to do a live interview in America with Undercover Slut. "Music Plus TV is the only American media outlet that has covered Undercover Slut in this way," said Mitcz. "No one else has done one live interview with them in the U.S, much less four."

Aural Salvation airs on Music Plus TV’s live Internet TV channel weekdays at 9 P.M. Pacific Time. Undercover Slut will be on Aural Salvation on Friday, August 19th and Monday, August 22nd. The band will also be performing live at Hollywood’s fetish club "Bar Sinister" on Saturday, August 20th.

That's my attempt at fake German.

Anyway, MusicPlusTV has asked me to write an article about my Sunday morning w/the cast/crew of The Devil's Rejects for their upcoming magazine. Being a publicity whore (and my love of writing a lot about a little) - I obliged.

I have posted it over on Mitcz.com for your persual.

COME AND GET IT!

I didn't really think this was blog-worthy, but I felt like posting a quick LJ for a kick.

Took the day off Friday to go shopping in the fashion district. Got a pimp-ass new suit. That night, Nad and I re-arranged the living room, finally finding a stylish, comfortable setup with our gigantic (and somewhat cumbersome) couch that we've been sitting on our asses for over a year and a half wondering wtf we were gonna do with. I'd post pics but uhh.. I dunno, just dont' feel like it.

Earlier today, I decided it was time to finally do something about these gaping holes in my ears that are embarassingly replete of worthwhile jewelry. It's been some 7 months since I've had anything in there, the last thing being my 00ga plugs. Went wandering through my jewelry drawers and found some old acrylic plugs I had lying around. As luck would have it, I also found a taper in my piercing supplies that was the exact size of the plugs. Poured a liberal amount of surgical lube on the taper and after a little pushing, finagling, grunting (and a near-eye-watering) - I managed to get the left ear to open it's lobe up to a respectable 2ga. The right ear didn't have much issue. So, I walked across the street and picked up a very nice pair of steel 2ga plugs.

Came home, decided it was time to do something new w/the hair, so I bleached it and then dyed it a midnight blue. Once it fades a little, I may dye black stripes into it as well.

So, I'm posting 3 pics now. One of me in my new "pimp suit" and 2 that show a bit more detail to the blue hair and new plugs.

There. I'm marginally pimpin'





I'm off to go goth it up at Sinister. See ya.

Until I figure out how to keep you people updated on the goings-on of my new blog, I'm forced to cross-post to here about shit.

So, tonight I'll be making my Television debut on the premiering of their newest show, called "Metal Mayhem".

DETAILS HERE

.........and it's dead.

What's Alive?

My new blogging site, Mitcz.com.

What's Dead?

This LJ (at least, to the public), and AngryMF.com. I'll be posting again one more entry to the public, once I figure out the details on how to migrate you people over to Mitcz.com, where we can all sit around and pretend I didn't ditch out on LJ. AngryMF - well.. it had a good run. I mean... okay, not really. But, it gave me a place to vent about shit in as long-winded a manner as I wanted, and I've archived the content accordingly on Mitcz.com.

I'll also still be posting friends-only entries on here from now on. So, I won't be totally remiss.

*smooches*.

Bye now.

I'm on my way out the door (c'mon.. it's Saturday) but I thought I'd share with you all the piercing I just got done. It's my first piercing in about 3-4 years now. Ahh how I missed that sting...




And yes.. it hurt. A little. Right now, though.. I can't feel a thing. It was just a quick pinch. 4 times.

EDIT :

Since I've had more than a few questions about this, I've gone ahead and photoshopped an explanation for you. The blue line represents the relative shape and position of the surface bar. It's not exact, of course, but it'll give you a better idea of what it looks like.

Perhaps later, I'll explain how it was done, cause this shit just fascinates me :)

Did a little designing, thinking, and researching tonight after putting aside real work (that is to say - the kind that pays bills as opposed to the kind that strokes my ever-growing ego).

Mitcz.com will be coming soon. Er.. as soon as I can clear a spot in my schedule for it. Let's hope this doesn't drag on, I really need a catch-all site for all of my writing, link-posting, reviewing, and bitching. Mitcz.com will be that site. RevMitcz.com will continue to exist, as a sister site, for my professional exploits - whereas Mitcz.com is "just for fun".

What I've discovered is that I can send you LJ types an RSS feed that you can add to your friends page, thereby keeping you "in the loop" as to my goings-on, whilst keeping me free of the LJ proprietary system. Not that I really have altogether too many issues with LJ on its own, but it's too constricting for integration and the commenting system (as it is, after all, hosted by LiveJournal) tends to turn a lot of people off. Furthermore, customizing it isn't quite as simple and "fun" as a full-on weblog. There's a variety of other reasons, but I'll save you the geek banter until it's all implemented.

Anyway, the RSS feed will replace my regular LJ, Gravatar.com can get you a spiffy little avatar if you're so inclined (no login needed, and it'll securely hide your e-mail address), and/or you can use TypeKey (possibly.. cause I'm still toying w/this idea) to post comments. Either way, it'll likely be easier than having to log in to LJ to comment.

After weighing the pros and cons of MovableType (my long-time blogging friend) versus WordPress (the free, open-source, new kid on the block), I've decided to go w/WP. Three main reasons : It's free (whereas MT can be anywhere from $70 - $300, depending on what I wanna do), it's got a native LiveJournal entry importer (whereas MT, despite being owned by the same parent company, has no easy/direct way of doing this without complicated PERL scripts), and because of it's being free I'll want to be able to use this on future projects I do for clients and I've been meaning to learn WP for just that purpose.

If you're not a total geek, or keeping track of the all-too-exciting goings on of the Mitcz Marketing Machine - you can safely ignore this post.

I'm thinking about phasing out AngryMF. While I still believe in the idea behind the site, I've never really been able to seek out, find, and actively retain other contributors. Even the visitors to the site rarely ever comment, or inspire further commentary from other visitors. I don't blame them, however, I blame my inability to properly design/implement/advertise a site meant for just that purpose. It's not wholly upsetting, however, as I've been meaning to start a blog site for just myself anyway.

Does this mean I'll be phasing out my usage of LiveJournal? Ehh.. not quite sure. Since Six Apart bought LJ, and Six Apart is responsible for MovableType, which powers all of my blog-like endeavors online.. I'd like to think there's going to be a reasonable way to integrate both of them. Ideally, I'd like to post something to a custom-designed site, hosted on my own servers, and allow both LJ and Non-LJ people to post commentary, and have user icons if they so desire.

I know that I can, right now, create a blog that allows for anonymous posts and users of services like TypePad (another SixApart service), and there's another really cool one that I can't remember that even allows for user icons and obscuring of details (such as e-mail addresses) if one so desires. However, neither of these have said anything about LiveJournal users. Can't we all just get along? I'd like to "take you all with me", as it were, because I've got a pretty loyal readership here - even if it is only about 10 people or so. Also, I don't want to lose the archives of many years' worth of LJ entries. I want to bring those with, as well.

Anyone with information of that sort, feel free to comment.

In other news...

( now for some deep philosophising.. )

Goodnight.

I returned from Colorado about an hour ago. I came home with my apartment in a bit of shambles, since Nad's friends from San Diego are here in town. I didn't even have a place to park. I can't really blame them, since no one knew of my early return - but it's not exactly the ideal thing to come home to. Oh well..

The trip was pretty much ... bad. I was near-constantly bordering between boredom and depression. I only spent one night in Denver, then we drove all the way back to my mother's place in Buena Vista (approx. 3 hours outside of Denver). My sister and I surmised that you've gotta be either under 10, or over 40 years old to actually enjoy being out there. For us late-20's types, it's a small slice of hell. Nothing to do, nowhere to go, and to top it off - my mother was hopped up on morphine the whole time, and not much of one for conversation. All in all, it's a trip I could've well done without, but I went for moral support and if it helped my mother in even the smallest of ways, then I'm glad I went. I've no right complaining with her in the state she's in now, anyway, but.. I guess I'm complaining anyway.

Happy (don't know what age) birthday to ed_dirt, although I'm a day late. Also, dude.. you owe me $20. I can't say why, but you and I both know. No reason to mention it here, mkay? ;)

Don't worry, I'll never actually collect, unless I make my lazy ass to London one day.

Now, I'm off to get drunk.
Bye kids.

Now in Denver, CO. I think I'm on the outskirts, though. It's hard to believe that a place I've classically heard was "kinda like L.A." would be so barren. I'm at the Marriot. Free broadband. This will keep me somewhat entertained, I think. Fuck.. I hope.

Saw my mother. She's in the room next door. It looks like someone took a piece of industrial-strength duct tape, stretched it across from her left cheek to her right, left it there for a week, and then ripped it off in a split second. All the skin is gone in this one long strip. Her face is puffed up. The hair in the back of her head is missing, and/or thinning. It's not a pretty sight. She can barely smile, but I've managed to get a few chuckles out of her, between her spitting up mucus into the trashcan beside her bed, every minute or so. It's really hard to see a woman so full of life be so torn up like that. I really hope this is the last of her fight w/Cancer. I don't think she, or my sister and I, could stand to go through all of this again. Her last day of treatment is tomorrow. After that - I guess it's just healing time.

I'm looking forward to Christmas, when I can stand up amongst my family and loved ones, and speak at great comedic lengths about my mom kicking Cancer's sorry ass. That's the thought that's kept me going since earlier this year, when it was all pressed down on me. At the time, however, I had envisioned bringing a certain person who's no longer technically in my life, so we could all be together and just share in some of that uber-cheesy X-mas warmth. I had to keep dreaming of that scenario, keep going over it in my head - "just wait.. wait 'til X-mas.. it's going to be a time to celebrate, we're all gonna pull through". I know I'll pull through, it can't rain all the time. And, I'm sure X-mas will again be a time to celebrate, I just don't know the details. A lot of things I thought I'd figured out about my future were suddenly turned in on themselves, and that's a great deal of what is making me angry these days. Spending years wondering what I was going to do, where I was going, then thinking I had figured out where my true happiness was, and where I would take my life - and being empowered in the knowledge, not being afraid of some impending life of depression. Not long after thinking I had a solid plan, it just dissipated... a puff of smoke into the night air.. just gone.

It's not hopeless. I'm not hopelessly depressed. I know "the sun'll come out.. tomorrow" and all that. I am, deep down, a hopeful optimist. On the surface, I'm a practical pessimist. It's just.. sitting alone in a hotel room, just one room away from where my mother is finishing a battle w/Cancer that's temporarily left her as a mere shadow of her normal self, trying not to remember all that was right and wonderful in my life the last time I left L.A., trying not to think of all the shit that hotel rooms conjure up for me these days, and trying not to think of all that I've left to conquer in my life, my heart, my head - well it's taking a bit of a stressful toll on me right now. I'm gonna hit the liquor store in a bit, and my sister and I have vowed to get shit-faced tonight, and bitch about life. I've never bonded with my sister like that, but I think it's 26 years overdue.

You kids take care now. Uncle Mitcz (as my beautiful hopes-in-life nieces refer to me) is off to pull some impromptu comedy for an audience in need of a smile.

Found this randomly, thought I'd fill it out. Feel free to join in.

People I've Kissed: A Demographic Study
(all references are to first kisses)

Total number of people kissed: Umm.. roughly 60.

Male : 2.

Female : roughly 60

Caucasian : Umm.. most of 'em

African American : I think 1. But I was asleep. That molestin' weirdo

Latino : 5

Jewish : 1

American : a vast majority of them, I think

British : 1/2 (that's a half)

Asian : 1 or 2.

Italian : 3

German : uhh.. 3.

Age of youngest person kissed: 14

Age of oldest: 34

Musicians: 1

Artists: 5

Computer geeks: "When I think about you, I kiss myself"

Camp counselors: ew. none.

Drug dealers: Haha.. only about 4-5

Writers: like 3, I think.

Never saw again: I think most of 'em.

Never caught name: uhh.. 2

Caught name, but don't remember it: about 10

Kisses initiated by me: very few. I like being attacked.

Kisses that took me by surprise: Most of 'em, actually.

Kisses instigated by game of "truth or dare": not a one.

Kisses instigated by creation of legend that says when you see a falling star you have to kiss the person you're with: *cough*GEIGH*cough*. None.

Kisses that somehow related to satisfying the curiosity of someone with a tongue ring (or satisfying someone's curiosity about yours): at least 5-6

Kisses that can only be described as the act of a groupie: hmm.. groupies of mine? Or me as a groupie? I think I've had a few groupie kisses, but never been a groupie.

Kisses that were technically cheating (on my part): Uhh.. hmm.. 2. Yeah, 2. Unless certain people are counting certain things done without certain agreements made in advance - then it'd be 3.

Kisses that were technically cheating (on their part): About 10, actually.

Kisses that led immediately to second base (groping): About 50 of 'em.

Third base (handjobs, finger, blow..): About 48 of 'em.

Home: About 31 of 'em

Kisses that occurred in cars: First kisses, right? I think only about 2.

At school: None.

At summer camp: none.

In a public place: Umm.. maybe 3-4

Kisses I regretted later: Maybe 1 or 2. I usually regret not kissing, more than anything.

Kisses that occurred under the influence of alcohol: uhhh... maybe 4-5

Weirdest name of person kissed: I'd really rather not say, but there's been a few.

Valedictorians: none.

Certified geniuses: C'mon, WOMEN geniuses? HAHAHAHAHA...
(kidding. just couldn't resist that one)

Kisses after which the person said "thank you": hmm.. not sure. Maybe 2-3? I dunno.

Kisses that were really really good: 3 or 4.

Kisses that were really really bad: prolly about 5 or 6

Kisses that were supposed to be a secret: Refer to "cheating on their part"

Kisses that were actually secrets: Refer to "cheating on their part" minus 2 or 3.

Kisses that led to true love: Depends on your definition of "true love". It's either 0, 1 or 2. I'm going with "....." right now.

New Shirt



(it says "Keep the dream alive" and I got it from here).

I swear that's the greatest fuckin' shirt design ever. Even beyond the joke level - it's just genius. Serious-core, people. I wish I'd thought of that. Anyone who knows me on a personal level knows I love my sleep, and I love my dreams. Oh.. and I suck w/alarms. My current alarm is iTunes turning on at 7:20am, with my stereo set to volume level 25 (to give you an idea, loud-casual listening in this room is about 15).


New Bracelet



Oh it's so punk. What you can't see, unfortunately, is that the band itself is a shiny black vinyl/latex look. Very cool, though.


What's this about the new career?

I'm not leaving Vivid or anything, it's not that kinda opportunity. Not yet, anyway. But, a guy who'll be hosting his own show, starting June 15th, for this new TV network, has seen my comedy (I gave him the first-ever Rev. Mitcz DVD in fact) and apparently wants me on his show as a "regular". What that means, I'm not entirely sure, cause we've not worked out the details. But, with no contracts signed and no money changing hands (hell, I've not even entirely figured out what the show's about, nor have I seen the studio) - I'm not committing to anything. But, I did say I was definitely interested and I'd be in touch when I figured out what I wanted to do. He wants me as a co-host, but that's gonna equal at least 5-10 hours of time out of my weeknights, and I'm really not ready to commit to that without knowing anything at all about the content, the writing, the staff, or.. perhaps most importantly - the pay.

Now I just need to think of some shit to actually do. If they had an in-studio audience (which they'll have eventually, apparently), then I could prolly just do some comedy. Without that, however, I'll have to really come up w/some serious shit to do. Not serious shit, but silly shit, I should say.

I'm not sure how high-falootin' this is, being that I'm not really sure how good the company behind it is, or what this Crazy J (the guy doing the show) fella is capable of - but I'm interested and amused and I've got .... a little hope. I try not to get my hopes up about anything show-biz related anymore, since I've been promised things and fucked over enough times to keep me on my feet about shit. Doesn't mean I'm not gonna kick some ass, given the chance, hence why I'm keeping some of the hope alive.

So.. wish me luck, I guess?


So, how was your weekend, Mitcz?

It was pretty damn good, thanx. Yours?


Not bad. Did ya get any ass?

Why does everyone ask me this?


We're worried about you, Mitcz. You seem to be upset lately. But.. you're an ass-gettin' sumbitch. Err.. you used to be.

I s'pose I am/was. At times. Don't worry about me, though. I'm fine... relatively speaking. I "get mine" when/where I need to. But, I'm focused on my comedy, on my career, on my life, on getting off the smoking, on trying to convert myself to someone who lives a semblance of a healthy lifestyle. I don't like heaving and coughing when I have to traverse a staircase. I don't like having a belly.. even though it's smaller now than it's been in years, I want a flat stomach for once. Just to see what that's like. And.. maybe have.. ya know, a real ass. That might be kinda cool.

I'm really not that upset, though, you must understand. I'd like to think recent journal entries have shown that. I'm not sure. I try. I do come on here to rant off about things, and that does tend to affect the overall assumption of my state of being - but i'm not sitting around upset and depressed and pissed off all the time by any means. I'm still a generally happy guy, and I laugh and make jokes, and keep my chin up and I'm confident enough to walk around and smile and be the loud, obnoxious asshole people love and hate (sometimes both at the same time).

I've got a great many things going on internally and externally, though. I'll admit that I've got a great deal of anger about a great many things, that perhaps one day I'll spill out into something you can all try and enjoy. I've been writing a lot of lyrics, and a few of them have worked themselves into demo tracks as I've had the time. Nothing for you to hear, yet, as I want to actually finish a song before I go posting it next time. My comedy material is coming along strong, as I'm feeling more confident than ever about my comedic abilities. My social life is healthy - I go out quite often, and I actually know some of the people I see at clubs. Come to think of it, I've been on the guestlist at damn-near every club I've hung out at in the last month or so. That's always nice.

I'm a bit tired, though, as of late. I've had a fuckin' helluva year. I know I've said this before, but really.. it's been tough on lil' ol' me. I'm making-do. But I've gotta fly to Colorado Thursday afternoon to see my mother, whom I love more than anyone or anything else on this earth, as she recovers from her final days of cancer treatment, and she'll be weakened and naseous and .. maybe even hairless. No one should have to see their mother in that state, and I'm certainly not looking forward to it. I do love seeing her, and spending time w/her, and my sister, but I just don't like the idea of seeing her in that state. It might crack me. I fuck-hell hope not. And I swear to invisible friends in the clouds - if you fuckin' ask me to pray for her, you're gettin' a pair of freshly-shorn testicles upside your fuckin' head. I've had enough people say that in the last few months, I'm ready to punch someone. To me, it would be insulting to suddenly pretend to believe in something and then ask it to help my mother fight cancer than it would to do what I'm doing now and just clench my fists in hope for medical advancements. So far, that's worked out just dandy.

I'm thinking when I return, I might take a week or two off of everything. Just sit around for a bit, and write and ignore everything. Not out of depression, but out of necessity. I need to just relax. I still haven't taken that vacation I've been meaning to take. but then.. my company hasn't hired on that second designer yet so i guess I really can't just up and leave 'em all behind for a week.

If it truly can't rain all the time, and every negative action receives a positive reaction and what-not, then I'll be looking back on my earlier year in another 6 months or so, laughing, while fucking a room full of coked-up whores and snorting lines off their tits with $100 bills and .... well, okay, maybe I'll just be laughing and comfortable. I could go for that.

I'm drunk. Maybe I should be high, too. Congrats to Nad - who just got a $2/hour raise. Good on ya, buddy, good on ya. I'm happy for ya.

....got my new 60GB iPod Photo today. Gotta love that overnight shipping. It's the "old" one. Meaning it came with the carrying case, AC Adapter, Firewire AND USB 2.0 cables, and the dock. The new ones just give you the USB 2.0 cable.

Here's a screencap of the bottom of the iTunes window, just after updating it w/my work iTunes. This machine's got about 1/4the music I've got at home, but I just couldn't bare to let my new iPod sit there musicless. Oh and, because it shows photos, I went grabbed the contents of my gallery on MySpace and put those pics on there as well.



I took some shots of it sitting on my desk here at work. Here they are..





Ohh.. I'm so doing the happy dance right now and I don't care how geigh you think that makes me :)

So, T-Moblie, of all companies, has put this little thing on their site. A Java Applet where, if you upload a good, clean, close-up, straight-on shot of yourself, it will spit out a digital approximation of what you might look like in 10, 20, 30, 40 years and what you'd look like as the opposite sex.

Here, then, is the site

And here are my results..



That kinda scares me. It's a bit too accurate, at some angles, for my tastes. As a woman, however, if I squint my eyes - it reminds me a great deal of... nevermind. I'm probably just seeing things.