Monday, February 28, 2005

"I'd like to thank my pet dog Laika, my agent John Weisberg, my dildo..."

A slight oncoming cold Imma battling perhaps? COLD-EEZE to the rescue!

Congratulations to all of last night's winners, some seemingly more deserving than others, but that's the case every year when the awards are handed out.

I have to admit, I am very very happy to see Morgan Freeman finally get awarded for not just Million Dollar Baby, but symbolically for a whole body of work for which he has consistently been tremendously wonderful in.

And oh, did anybody else notice this?! I did, and it made me wonder how big the stick up Sean Penn's ass is!

Saturday, February 26, 2005

Rebel With A Cause?!

Let me get this straight (excuse the pun). I'm 30 years old, have never drunk as much alcohol in my life as I am doing now (still in relative moderation mind you), am partying into the wee hours of the night about two/three nights a week, getting some good nookie thank you very much, and am possibly considering the use of marijuana (for the first time ever in my life!) sometime soon. Either I'm an immature bastard, never truly went wild in my earlier days, or have simply lost my mind.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

"They're miracles those songs." -- Bono of U2 on The Beatles.

So there I was, just the other night, listening to some extraordinary remastered digital CD 's of music made forty years ago or so. Which is why I am now finally making time to write about my favorite band of all time!

Well yeah, it's pretty cliché and some would say way overrated, but that would be The Beatles. Simply put, they are modern music's greatest achievement for many many already stated reasons. They were the first music group to write and perform all their material. The songwriting of John Lennon, Paul McCartney, and George Harrison to this day remains unchallenged as the best ever in modern pop/rock music due to its incredible diversity, variety, and innovation. They introduced recording techniques and album release methods never before tried and now often imitated. Because of them, bands now tour the world. It is due to them that many bands were formed and came after when other young people decided that they too would pick up a guitar or learn to play the drums and form their own groups. And last but not least, the world's greatest Liverpudlians ever, are responsible for not only selling the most albums in history (one billion worldwide!), but for creating lasting music that to this day resonates with every age group alive and yet to come.

What is remarkable to me is that as much unquestionable support as The Beatles still have to this day, there are many who dismiss them as too light and not hardcore enough, which is totally missing the point. Sure, great bands like The Rolling Stones, Led Zeppelin, Van Halen, and Nirvana have outrocked the Beatles without question. But the Beatles wrote music that appeals to all, including those hardcore rock songs (Helter Skelter, Paperback Writer, and Revolution come to mind) that detractors often mention as lacking in The Beatles' repertoire. They were not a band that was going to be content with writing only headbanger songs. They needed to display and show the world what was truly going on in their brilliant diverse little minds.

I am astounded at the diversity and variety of their catalogue: ballads, instrumentals, bubble-gum pop, rock, cabaret, acoustic, psychedelic, classical, country, hippie, blues, existential, heavy, catchy, folk, etc. One need just purchase and listen to their 1968 release The White Album to acknowledge that these guys were true geniuses in every sense of the word. A complete music group that could play in and out of every genre possible. Something other bands then and even now don't dare do for fear of alienating their fans. This is the essence of the Fab Four, and why I like and admire them so much. The diversity, variety, and spectacular sound of their music sounds just as good today, as if these songs were recorded just yesterday! Beautiful melodies and gorgeous vocal harmonies that are second to none.

John Lennon is my favorite Beatle due to his cynical witty personality. Paul McCartney is to be admired for his amazing diversity and instrumental skills. George Harrison is underrated and to be admired more for some truly f**king great songs that he wrote for the group. And last but not least, Ringo Starr, for some decent drumming skills and the intelligence to admit that although he knew was the least talented; he was the one with the best heart and soul of them all.

Two Beatles are now sadly gone way before their time, and two remain. In my eyes however, and in millions of others the world over, The Beatles are all alive and well in their recordings and will continue to be forevermore.

Further reading:

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Someday, Animals Shall Inherit the Earth.

This is the kind of story that only reiterates my view that animals are wonderful living creatures that deserve the utmost respect and admiration, and that we humans do nothing but destroy, overreact, kill, and f**k up this beautiful place called Planet Earth.,1413,207%7E24660%7E2728279,00.html

Tuesday, February 22, 2005


U2 - Vertigo Lyrics
How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb

¡Uno, dos, tres, catorce!
Turn it up loud, captain
Lights go down
It's dark, the jungle is
Your head can't rule your heart
A feeling so much stronger
Than a thought
Your eyes are wide
And though your soul
It can't be bought
Your mind can wander
Hello, hello
I'm at a place called Vertigo
¿Dónde está?
It's everything I wish I didn't know
Except you give me something I can feel
The night is full of holes
These bullets rip the sky
Of ink with gold
They twinkle
As the boys play rock and roll
They know that they can't dance
At least they know
I can't stand the beats
I'm asking for the check
Girl with crimson nails
Has Jesus 'round her neck
Swinging to the music
Swinging to the music
Hello, hello
I'm at a place called Vertigo
¿Dónde está?
everything I wish I didn't know
But you give me something I can feel
Shot dead
Shots fall
Show me, yeah
All of this, all of this can be yours
All of this, all of this can be yours
All of this, all of this can be yours
Just give me what I want
And no one gets hurt
Hello, hello
We’re at a place called Vertigo
¿Dónde está?
lights go down and all I know
Is that you give me something
I can feel your love teaching me how
Your love is teaching me how
How to kneel
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sunday, February 20, 2005

A Veces, La Vida Es Una Mierda (Sometimes, Life Is A Pile of Shit).

It's very early Sunday morning, and I am livid and upset! F**K MAN! Just hours ago Saturday evening, my toilet got clogged and overflooded, my mother screamed her lungs out at me for the mess, the cleanup effort was a nightmare, traffic on the freeway was horrendous, my pants are now a wrinkled mess thanks to having to wait for someone else's clothes to finish in the dryer, and this nonstop RAIN are all enough and then some to drive me up the wall! I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE!! That one weekend of rain back in January was enough, and now we're in the middle of another endless rainstorm! ARGH!!! Haven't we had enough f**ckin' rain??!!!

I'm whining, I'm pissed, depressed, upset, and am finally going to bed now close to 5a.m.

At least I got to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind on DVD in between all my rage and it was a pretty good movie.

Friday, February 18, 2005

'Cause this is THRILLER! EEK!

My once-childhood idol is now a certifiable weirdo. But is he a child molester?! God, I really hope not. I really do. But with all the accusations and his behavior/appearance, it's hard not to wonder.

Back to the grind. Of my teeth?

O.k. so my trial is over. An unfortunate drunk man fell to his death trying to get off an MTA bus hitting the back of his head on the concrete below. The plaintiff felt the driver and the MTA were responsible, thus was seeking monetary compensation.

This case had frivolous lawsuit written all over it, and some of my fellow jurors felt that way from beginning to end, but as I heard the human story behind it, and the loss of this human being, I felt very sympathetic and emotional about the whole situation. I was disgusted at the imcompetent plaintiff lawyer whom at times did have some bright moments where he shone through, totally turned on by one of the expert witnesses (a handsome older man who caught my attention BIG TIME!), and really disappointed and disheartened by the racism and prejudice of some of the jurors in their decision only because the man killed and his girlfriend were illegal Mexican immigrants.

In the end, the unanimous vote was to not blame the driver nor the MTA for this terrible accident, it just happened to be an unfortunate mistake the drunken man made in his alcoholic state as he misstepped off the bus. The evidence proved it so. I came out of there a sad man, not wanting to be as judgmental (as some of my other fellow disgusting jurors were) about the fact he was drunk and that it "WAS HIS FAULT" that he died.

We all make mistakes. And sometimes, we pay for them dearly. Personal responsibility is a very important forgotten concept nowadays. For the most part, we are who we've chosen to be.

Till judgment day...adieu.

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

To The Finish Line!

My jury duty is almost over. We've reached the deliberation part of the case. I must say however, I've gotten spoiled now in this week and a half away from work. Listening to testimony can be boring at times, but it sure beats being at work! Downtown L.A. is quite beautiful and there's lots to see and do. Those of us that live in the suburbs or the Valley should really appreciate it more often as it really is a true rich cultural center with lots to offer.

I am happy to rediscover my hometown this way.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Almodóvar astonishes us yet again!

I just went to see La mala educación (Bad Education), another stunningly captivating bizarre film by Spain's crazy director, Pedro Almodóvar. I was so confused, and yet in the end it all made sense. Thank you again to Mexico's (and possibly the world's) finest living young actor Gael García Bernal for yet another amazing performance in this most intriguing film. This guy's movies never disappoint!

Some reviews:

Saturday, February 12, 2005

A heartfelt thought.

A friend of mine lost his mother to cancer this past week. All my thoughts and prayers go out to his family at this difficult time.

Mrs. Fong, you're in good hands now, the gracious loving hands of God.



I finally figured out how to add links of interest to my blog! Scroll down and look to the right side below ARCHIVES list. VOILA!

More links to come...


I hate to be the bearer of more bad news, but gay/bisexual men who use hardcore drugs and have unprotected anal sex are really risking it. WE GOTTA WAKE UP MAN! THIS IS SOME SCARY SHIT! JESUS!

Food for lots of thought, huh?

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Truly eerie man. Really.

"So much to do, and so little time." - Jack Nicholson as THE JOKER.

O.k. Let's see if I can actually recap all the shit that is going on.

North Korea and their midget psychopathic dictator came clean that OH YES they can annihilate us with their nukes, the U.S. is threatening Iran to stop making atomic warfare, Prince Charles (DUMBO) is finally marrying that nasty buck-toothed Afghan Hound Camilla Parker Bowles whom he always loved above and beyond Princess Diana, Michael Jackson is on trial for boy probing (Corey Feldman too perhaps? If he can remember!), Bill Cosby is being accused of female fondling, American Idol is admittedly and embarassingly entertaining, Condy Rice is now Superstar Secretary O' State, Israel and Palestine agreed to a truce(short-lived for sure), cancer now kills more Americans than heart disease, Iraq is still WARHELL, and last but not least:

I am still alive. Thank God.

I know I forgot something but oh well. Till next time.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

Doing my civic duty.

O.k. this jury duty thingy ain't so bad after all. Now that I've been chosen on this case, it's a little more laid-back and with all the breaks and extra long lunch break, it's a pretty good deal. The traffic from the Valley into Downtown L.A. and on the way back home however is a different story. DEAR CHRIST ALMIGHTY.

Tuesday, February 08, 2005


I thought doing jury duty would be more fulfilling and/or exciting than my current dead-end trabajo, but I'm bored to tears! The case I've been assigned is excrutiatingly annoying. I can't say more. Hoping to get out of it, but who knows? I'm writing this from the Superior Court itself. Gotta run!

Friday, February 04, 2005


I've had one of those very apathetic lethargic weeks where I feel as though I'm going nowhere nor accomplishing anything in my life. I haven't been to the gym in two months or so now, my job has reached a horrid dead end, and I find myself living vicariously through the experiences of others and wondering, "WHY HAVEN'T I TRIED THAT?" or "WHAT THA HELL AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?"

Sad to be 30 years old and not know my purpose on this planet. Really sad. I need friends and company right now more than ever...

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

It's more like a vacation.

Lest anyone think Martha Stewart's current prison gig is unjust, the bitch has got it made once she gets out sometime soon, and I say, more power to her!

It's Groundhog Day, so effin' what?!

So much to write and talk about, I don't even know where to begin, or if to EVEN begin. I keep exposing my blog to more and more of my friends, at the risk of having them know more of my personal details than I would like them to! But that's the point of the whole thing isn't it?

Elections were just held in Iraq, and they're calling it a success, although that's almost debatable and laughable due to the fact that suicide bombers still killed several voters and a huge amount of potential voters stayed home due to the threats. Our whole purpose in Iraq sounds good, an ideal dream of establishing a true democracy in the middle of such a hornet's nest, but the cost and sacrifice is so great. I guess we wouldn't have won WWII, had we not believed in the cause then huh? Michael Moore and crew of course, would be up for arguing with me on that one I'm sure.

My stomach recently turned last week at having to listen to a fellow ex-Soviet co-worker here doubt the deserved merits of the United States of America and its role in having defeated Nazism and the evil Japanese Empire during WWII. The sheer and utter nerve of the bitch to claim it was the Soviets who saved the day! Sure, they did help in stopping the Nazis and rounding lots of them up, but only because the Germans invaded Russian territory! It was an obvious defense move and in part it was thanks to America that victory was even possible! It makes me cringe that we have so many immigrants to this country that do not appreciate or give this country credit for the things it has done for the world and its citizens. Yes, we are from perfect, and many mistakes have been and continue to be committed, but for the most part, I believe in this country wholeheartedly, despite its current atrocious anti-gay policies. Call me a naive patriot or a foolish moron, but anyone who does not thank their lucky stars that they're living in the greatest land on Earth due to all the heroic and valiant men and women who gave up their lives for true causes deserve Darth Vader's quote from the original Star Wars film, "You are part of a Rebel Alliance and a traitor!"

I'm in a lustful mood again, but what else is new? I'm drawing a blank as to what else to mention in this entry, so if anything else occurs to me...