Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Holy Three Day Weekend, Batman!!

Whew!! This was one crazy three day weekend!! Anna and I have been knee deep in frosting for the last 48 hours, and not in a kinky way either. She made (over the last two weeks) 300 individual desserts for a wedding party on sunday night. We were up til 3am on Saturday night putting little bows on the tiny lemon box cakes pictured above. I hope I never see another egg in my life. But, it was a huge success. Everyone raved about the desserts and she's hopefully going to drum up some business from this gig.
After sunday's festivities we treated each other to some good ol' hangover food at Primanti Bros (god, i love that place); then went to check out the new Star Wars flick. Quite awesome in my opinion. So, now we get to spend the whole week cleaning off frosting from almost every inch of 38th Street. All in all, quite a weekend, indeed!!

300 desserts!! Posted by Hello

me and my girl Posted by Hello

Thursday, May 26, 2005

F#@K Anxiety

So I caught some flack for that parents comment in my last post. I guess I'm just showing some of my insecurities about maturing, becoming responsible, and giving in to societal, cultural and biological pressures. I mean, come on, I'm a 26 year old boy, we don't think about things like babies, buying homes, careers, life insurance. (actually, I think about all that sh!t) But perhaps I should be thinking in that direction... getting any younger I am not. And as I type this I am realizing that 26 is not that young.
Again...this blog has served it's purpose of discovering peoples' passions while discovering my weaknesses. I am not as strong as I would like to be, and i know better than most, that I have been coasting for quite some time. Perhaps I am too content to leave my fate in the hands of some higher power. It's like that joke says..."I sent you a boat, a helicopter, and a plane...what more did you want". Sometimes opportunity doesn't knock...but it is just on the other side of the door. And most days, I'm too busy complaining that my wrist hurts to turn the knob.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Mi Familia

Hello, hello, hello...is anybody out there? Has everyone has fallen off the face of the earth? Is this a phenomena that only I am experiencing? Is it something I said? I know that I have some tragic flaws, one of which is procrastination, I'm terrible. There's still things I've been meaning to do from years ago.The other one has got to be persistance. I guess that they go hand-in-hand kinda. I can barely keep in touch with immediate family, let alone any of you distant acquaintances out there.
I'm just wondering if anyone else out there has a similar feeling of not keeping in contact. Not sure why. Is it an age thing...a lot of my people are in that deathly late twenties phase. We're not quite techno enough to be constantly emailing and IM'ing each other like kids younger than us. And we're not quite old people, content to be home bodies...or worse...parents!! So, alas, no longer party animals, not quite settled in. I guess that's just how it goes. I'm not trying' to fight the reality of the situation. Nine times outta ten I'd rather just be at home with my sweetheart watchin' flix anyway.
I think what I'm ultimately getting at here is...what the hell is everyone doing. And how are you! Drop a brotha a line once in a while. 38th Street needs to know how it's peeps are hanging. I have the great privledge of having one of the best crews around, honestly, I can catagorically say that the people that I can consider friends right now are some of the most interesting, creative, free-thinking, honest, earnest, and noteworthy individuals that are living in this city right now. And with that...ta da! I have solved the mystery!
It's damn hard to be all those things and still be a social butterfly.
So, forgive my griping about where the hell everyone has been these days. Hell, my last post was ten days ago, where the hell have I been? I guess what I'm sayin' is, for as reclusive as I can be, I'd like to know that everyone is still out there, doing there thing. So peep the blog, post some comments, (this sight is about you too.) know that there's others out there that are thinking of you, and drop them a line...just to say hello.
Oh, and Max...the email's in the mail. Hillary...I'm on that phone tonight. Mikey....Return my calls brother !(i kid, i kid) Everybody's family on 38th Street.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Make a Plan

There's a line that Eric Stoltz has in a movie called Kicking and Screaming He says something like, "How do you make God laugh? ...Make a plan." I'm always reminded of this when something you thought was going to happen falls through. Sometimes it's a matter of miscalculation, sometimes it's more sinister. The worst is when you have that little voice in the back of your head telling you to pull the cord, but you follow through anyway, just to be disappointed. I don't want to ramble on too much, and if you haven't figured it out there is a reason behind this post. There is no fiction, only interpretation.
I just think that people have a hard time really being honest with one another. We're all trying so hard to make our lives' a sitcom, that sometimes we forget to shoot from the hip. And we're all guilty. Think about it next time you tell someone you might meet up with them later, or "yeah, that sounds good, I'll be there." At that very moment, you may have all the intention in the world, your plan has been made, but how often do you follow through? (yeah, i know i've got one foot on the soap box) It's just easier to play along, isn't it. Make people think that you have intentions? I'm not going to pretend that I know why that is, either. It just sorta happens that way most often. It's just easier to go with the flow, not to be the grumpy one that says otherwise.
I like to point the finger at media and technology (but then again I like to point the finger at this for just about everything.)
When was the last time you told someone you'd meet them at an exact time, that you made plans to meet more than a few hours in advance? If you have a cell phone, I bet it's been a while. "I'll call you when I get there...", "I'll give you a ring when I get done with this...", there's no accountability.
That said I guess I can let you in on the origin of this post. I got myself into what quickly became a fiasco the other day, something that could have been avoided on one hand if I hadn't left my phone at work and was able to check my messages. But on the other hand, if I had no phone at all the problem would have never arisen, because the plans would have been firm, not something you can just hit eject on a few hours before.
Yeah, I know...blah, blah, blah...who cares that i've got scheduling trouble, just get a f*@king palm pilot and be done with it. But that's just it...I don't want to!!
It's just that, sometimes I feel like the only one that's waiting for the giant EMP shockwave to hit and wipeout all the computer systems. I think it might pleasantly coincide with the death of oil and the resurgence of the bicycle as the predominent form of transportation.
Think about what you're getting yourself into when interact with another human being. And remind yourself next time you've been disappointed by something you thought was going to happen, that while your cell phone is flashing that little new voicemail button, that it might just be God laughing at your plans.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Everyday I write the book.

Hey...Yeah, it's hump day. Finally, got around to updating this thing. peep the new links to a couple of my homeboys. And check out Zefrank's site...its the one referenced in Extra Extra. I totally dig his site, it's very groovy.

So, 38th Street had a big ol' Cinco de Mayo humdinger shindig this weekend. Thanks everyone for comin'. I had quite the time. Thanks, also, to everyone who brought beer in lieu of food; my liver thanks you. Seriously though, there was some serious consumption that went on. And the wine did go well with the chicken.
So, if you missed out...sorry. Send me some freakin' email and i'll get you on the list.
Right now I'm thinking, I wonder if there is someone in tahiti reading this and wishing he could come to 38th Street. Wouldn't that be cool? That's the funny thing about the internet. Never assume you are insignificant! Toby Fraley knows what I'm talking about.

So, we're halfway through the week. The sun is shining. I rode three trails in Frick Park yesterday, that I've never seen before. I'm almost done with the dishes from Saturday's party. My girlfriend is the sweetest, most adorable person, ever. There's another weekend right around the corner. LIFE IS GOOD. Can you dig it!

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Bunny Suited  Posted by Hello

Cinco De Easter Bunny

So, I think this will be the last of the 'usual suspects' posts, since I'm running out of pictures and would like to move on. Pictures of your friends is so 80's.
This is one of mr. Smith. aka elik, aka freaky bunny boy. This kid continues to do his part to decomodify art. Sure, dressing up in a bunny suit in a black-lit room, painting the walls florescent while your silver-painted sister croons next door in a room made of tinfoil isn't going to save the world, but goshdangit, somebody's gotta do it!! You've gotta recognize the imporatance of just doing what you want to do and sharing it with others, if we don't...well, we may as well just let big brother slam shut the doors.

  • Name: Something really long with "III" behind it; but I call him Alex.
  • Occupation: guru de festival de arte
  • Hometown: ATL
  • Passion: deconforming
  • Current Project: making you think...