Now it is the time on sprokets when we dance

Why, do you ask are we all dancing like uptight Germans trapped in the psychodrama of the early 1990's? Because yesterday morning-ish I went to kinkos (it's like a little Newark right here at home), but instead of leaving with only bitterness and anger, I was actually happy because, I SENT MY BOOK OUT!!! Yes, any day now the first run of el libro de Texamo will hit desks in Slingshot (Dallas), The richards Group (also Dallas) and Leo Burnett(Chicago). Now these are only "critiques" but who knows, maybe the stars will align and the gods will smile down upon me (even without the sacrifice, stupid zoning laws), and they will offer me a job; a real honest-to-god, sweet-fancy-moses, Jesus-Harold-and-Kumar JOB!!! But again, that is not guaranteed, nor is it completely likely, but hey, it's a step in the right direction, and for now, BRING ON THE KRAFTWERK!!

Killer Polaroid

This absolutely bitchin little non-trad is from a firm called Santa Clara down in Sao Paulo, Brazil. I think it might have been done before, but still it is a pretty bitchin idea. Or at least I like it, what then. Oh, and on a completely random note whomever wrote this ad for Starburst Berries and Cream, is FRIGGIN AWESOME!!!!! I think that's it is totally ingenious, and I don't care what anyone says!

Finally: JOB=HAPPINESS

At first I was a host, and it was boring; then for a while I was the assistant-manager of a cool little bar in downtown, and it was ok. But naturally the universe decided to right itself and make me hate my job again, as I was moved to the breakfast shift (read up before 5AM, six days a week), and that SUCKED. Any of you that know me, know that I am not a morning person; for me "too early" is almost any time before 2 in the afternoon (well, depending on what I have to do). So the horrible pay, incredibly long hours, complete lack of respect from both my staff and fellow management, and inability to get anything past beaurocracy finally caught up with me and I told my boss "no mas." I am now a server, bartender, and barback and I am soooooo much happier. If you're in downtown Portland and feel like Thai food, you should come in, and tip well.

Riding the g-train.

I just got Google Earth, and sweet jesus that thing is addictive. If you're playing the counting Kevin's vices home game, thats: cajun food, Futurama, energy drinks, cigars, sleep, xbox, throwing bricks off overpasses, masterbation, and drinking puppy blood. (Just kidding, I don't have a masterbation addiction).