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Went to Pink’s today after work with snogmonkey, lotusblossom and Steph. Pictures are here. My gastrointestinal tract feels like a h-bomb is about to go off. 3-2-1. Ka boom!

I took a half day off work today to hang out with Madd. Helped her pick out her outfit for her bday party Saturday, hung out at Santa Monica 3rd Street Promenade for old times sake. Together our bitchiness and utter contempt for people become amplified. Well not contempt for people but meaness I suppose. Like saying to people, “please cover your face cuz it hurts my eyes.” Ha!

So for about a year now, I’ve had a domain name with a blog: artindeepkoma.com. What I’ve done is just post everything here there and vice versa. So enough of this. I will make a separation of blogs so to speak.

artindeepkoma.com will be my main blog from now on. It will be where I post interesting shit, filter things out for the masses. This little LJ will be a daily diary of sorts. Just to get me writing everyday and help me remember shit (cuz my memory IS shit).

The syndication feed for the main blog is adk_com if you care to read and subscribe to it.

It’s very rare that a single webpage will fill me the necessity, no the APPETITE, to blog about it. But here it is. One Bobby Henderson, a “concerned citizen” sent an open letter to the Kansas School Board. He proposes his own theory of Intelligent Design: the world was created by the Flying Spaghetti Monster. To boot he kindly demands that this theory be taught in classrooms.

But the most interesting part comes at the end of the letter where he links global warming to the diminishing number of pirates. With evidence like that, how can you argue?

Ok. Bored out of mind right now. I’m writing up work instructions since I’ve put it off for months now. Pfft. So I just need to post or do something.

Last night I finally got around to dying my hair. There was so much white up in there, I was going nuts. In the last six months, I think I’ve seen a 200% increase in white hairs. Quelle terrible! Well that problem solved.

Now I need a haircut. I think my employee snogmonkey and I are going to get one tomorrow. Or something like that.

Is it 5 yet?

Here are some pictures I took in San Francisco. I’ll make a set of them later and add descriptions and all that. It was a fun time. I’m still writing about it trying to make it interesting for the masses.

Anyhow, since I took a vacation day from work today I decided it would be an opportune time to pick up my instruments that I left at my mom’s. So I got my acoustic and electric guitar as well as my saxaphone (tenor that is). Hot. I also got me a Busy Bee’s sandwich while I was in Pedro. No one makes a better sandwich here in LA. No one. Go there. 24th and Walker.

Just got in from SF. Thanks to ohmeohmy and everyone I came into contact with for putting up with me for the weekend. Especially last night after 4 Jager shots, 2 tequila shots, 3 Sapphire tonics, 6 or so beers and 3 or so glasses of wine.

And for those of you wondering: yes. I did get stood up. What more to expect from this mug? HA!

A more complete report when I can work my brain around this.

I’m almost ready to head off to SF for the weekend. I need to finish up a couple of things here at work, then it’s time for that oh so fun drive up the 5. I’m hoping to get to the destination (which is ohmeohmy‘s place) around 10pm. From then, I don’t know. No plans. Moop.

The only thing is the wedding tomorrow, the reception, and then meeting D___ after the reception for drinks @ the Eagle. But that’s it. If things get a little stale, I might head out Sunday afternoon. If not, perhaps later. I don’t know.

But I am armed with jackets, sweaters and a scarf. Ha! Smell you assholes later.

Mambo sightings a flourish this weekend. Unfortunately neither Roomie nor I sighted (?) her. But we still hold out hope. Thankfully she can hunt, so we’re not too worried. We just want her back.

Anyhow, I’m up in the Bay Area this coming weekend. It’s probably going to be frigid as all hell there. As Mark Twain said, “The coldest winter I ever saw was the summer I spent in San Francisco.” Right.

While I’m up there, I get to see meeschievous get hitched, go out for drinks with the vault manager of our SF facility at The Eagle. And hopefully some other stuff. Yay!