Sunday, July 31, 2005


I am kind of pissed off at my Uncle José.

We call him El Tío Amadeo in the family because of his middle name (Amadeus), although unlike the musical genius, this guy is a total materialistic selfish uncreative jerk . He is a disrespectful fuckin' moron and I'm glad he's been fucked up the past few years with anxiety disorder. I know I shouldn't say that, but my mom told me yesterday that he called, after at least a decade or more of no contact with us from North Carolina to catch up with her on old times, my dad's death in 2001 and how it affected him, and then...AND THEN, he has the fuckin' nerve to ask her why at 31 I was still living at home with her and that if I was a fag or not.

Can you believe this insensitive uncouth louse??!! Years and years of not one phone call or giving a shit, and now he wants to know if I'm a cocksucker and that I should just talk to him and come out so that he can share it with the family and offer support. BULLSHIT! You don't care to offer me support ASSHOLE, all you want is to help spread the already vicious rumors JACKASS. I don't need you nor anyone's support in the family. Thanks, but no thanks.

And I can guarantee this is coming from his daughter, my cousin Melissa, whom was overheard a few months back, talking about this with my brother Carlos. Thanks you gossiping loudmouth bitch.

Thanks for respecting my private life and my sexuality. If you suspect it strongly, well good for you and congratulations on your intuition.

Respect me though. This hurts and sucks. You have no idea what this is like and to have El Tío Pendejo de Mierda ask my mother on the phone this shit is so low and uncalled for.

May a nasty hurricane hit you outside of Raleigh, N.C. or wherever the fuck in that state you live in you uncaring nosey fuck.

Saturday, July 30, 2005


I was seriously burning the midnight oil last night trying to find a better template for my boring blog, and VOILA! I found it!

Trying to get it to look just right however, has been lots of hard work and I have still not finished it to my perfectionist satisfaction. There are previous blog entries that need the font enlarged because they are too small to read and some of the colors don't go well with the black background. So I'm working on that.

But I'm just tired. Hard work week and the gym. And this very Saturday morning , around 10, I am planning to go to the L.A. Zoo with Mikey.

Haven't been there in years and it should be fun to see Earth's greatest living creatures, for it certainly isn't us, with all the chaos, heartache, and destruction we cause.

Cynical, but true.

Friday, July 29, 2005

I miss good karaoke.

Went to the local lesbian bar tonight, the Oxwood Inn on Woodman Ave. and Oxnard St. and I saw my good buddy Johnny there. We had lots of fun singing and acting silly. It was sooo good to see him out of the behavioral health hospital he was at in Simi Valley this past week and a half or so.

He finally broke down and had a nervous breakdown of sorts and he had to check in. I totally know what that's like and it ain't pretty. He's on four different meds now, and hopefully it helps him. I feel sorry for the guy. So cute, so adorable and loving, and plagued by such crap. It happens to all us "beautiful" people. LOL! The law of compensation.

I noticed I'm a little rusty when singing in front of people, and that's only because I don't do it that often anymore. I used to do it religiously at the APACHE on Ventura Blvd. for about four years back when we had a great K.J. and crowd. She ended up going to Dallas for a job and the bar eventually closed earlier this year and became a trendy gay "karaokeless" bar. Too bad. I miss really good karaoke. The kind with awesome sound and the crowd to support you.

Where oh where can I go to find that again? I love music and I love to sing. I'm no American Idol, but I'm purty good.

I think. Shit man, I know no one can do The Beatles like me, that's for sure!

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Can't Get This Song Out of My Head.

El Espacio by Café Tacuba

album: Revés/Yo Soy (1999)

de pronto me encontré viajando a gran velocidad
la atmósfera crucé y dejé de sentir la gravedad
en instantes me perdí entre tanto astro fugaz
entonces comencé a estallar
todo mi cuerpo era una explosión
luces y carbones brotaban de mí
por un momento me olvidé de ti
y por un largo rato sentí calor
y todo se iluminó...

y estaba acostado,
mirando el espacio exterior
y estaba pensando en lo diminuto que era yo...

y no pienso regresar...aquí es donde debo estar
no me preguntes,
no me preguntes porque,
no me preguntes porque no lo sé.

estoy resplandeciendo en mi explosión
millones de pedazos me vuelvo yo
me supernovo con rapidez
por un momento me olvidé de mí
y por un largo rato sentí calor
hoy me miro a la orilla del mar...

y estoy acostado, mirando el espacio exterior
y estoy pensando en lo diminuto que yo soy...

y no pienso regresar...
aquí es donde yo nací...

no me preguntes...

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

I have this funny feeling.

I get this horrible funny feeling that the L.A. area is due sometime soon for a strong earthquake. Let’s face it, it has been a good while since any pressure was relieved by a major temblor here. And the hot muggy weather as of late is not helping ease my fears…

The last time we shook real good was in January of 1994, with the now infamous Northridge Earthquake. That was quite devastating to many people, and thank God my old house withstood any serious damage. Previous to that was the Whittier-Narrows quake in ’87, and that one stands out for me only because it happened right before the morning bell in Junior High. My classmate María Caraballo never could escape me teasing her throughout high school when she had the sad sorry misfortune of her distraught parents coming over to the campus to pick her up. Who can forget her mother going off in heavy Cuban Spanish, "¡AY, TODOH LOH PLATOH DE LA COCINAH Y TODO MARIA HIJA, QUE DESASTREH!" God, that was funny!

A strong jolt however, is not funny at all, and lots of praying needs to be done I think, in order to avoid this uneasy feeling I have of an impending catastrophe…

Thursday, July 21, 2005


My God man.

London has been hit again in eerie attacks reminiscent of those exactly two weeks ago.

Thank God no one was seriously hurt or killed, but it can't be good for the British and their psyche.

Nor for our peace of mind in America either.

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Bon anniversaire!

One year ago today, I began this silly li'l blog! WOW!

And thirty-one years ago today, I was born...

"Juventud, divino tesoro, ya te vas para nunca más volver..." -Rubén Darío.
("Oh youth, divine treasure, you leave, never to return...")

Monday, July 18, 2005

¡Los Tacvbos!

So I started doing the gym again about two weeks ago rather intensely, but have slacked off the past four days or so due to exhaustion! Some incredible little ball of energy I am! One day short of my 31st birthday and the one year anniversary of this blog!

I had a decent weekend, but I realize that I am burned out from work, and I need at least two weeks vacation, which I think at this point I'm gonna take sometime in September or October, whether I go anywhere or not, although a trip to New York or Vegas would sure be nice.

So there I was, thinking...who are the greatest rock bands of all time? I'd have to include Café Tacuba from Mexico as definite candidates. The English-speaking world however, has given the world the most group talent by far...

The Rolling Stones
Led Zeppelin
The Who
Pink Floyd
The Clash

The Smiths


United States
The Doors
The Eagles
Pearl Jam
Smashing Pumpkins
Red Hot Chili Peppers
The Ramones
The Grateful Dead

Mind you, these are just some of my personal choices, and I'm not necessarily a big fan of some of these bands, but I think most would agree my list is purty good. Yeah, I left out some Australians and Canadians I know, but oh well.

I'd never stopped to think how much talent the U.S. has given the world too! Somehow I always equate Britain with the awesome bands, but we've had some good stuff too.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

We live in sad scary times...

Are we truly going to be able to prevent or stop the next terrorist attack on America? As much as this administration says it's trying to, it will be impossible I believe (as most) to prevent normal innocent civilians from getting killed as was shown last week with the attacks in London.

And what of the daily attacks in Iraq?! There are so many occurring there on a daily basis, it almost doesn't make the news anymore! We are in serious danger. Ordinary Muslim men have effectively blended into Western societies and are prepared to strike at any moment.

What a world to live in. We should all continue living our lives of course, but it's sad that this kind of fear has to lie over us now...

Further reading:,,30000-13386135,00.html

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

UGH! In the midst of a heat wave...

Good God Almighty. It's summer again in the San Fernando Valley and boy do we know it. Year in and year out, it gets very very hot here and today is the hottest it's been all year so far. Earlier in the day, it got to about 97 degrees here in my part of town; I can't imagine good ole' Woodland Hills and Chatsworth or the desert areas! It's still about 78 degrees outside and it's almost midnight!

And it's only going to get worse...


Tuesday, July 12, 2005

"Maybe you get what you wanted, maybe you stumbled upon it..."

I can't stop humming the tunes off of Coldplay's latest album, X&Y.

They are definitely not in the songwriting league yet of U2 or Radiohead, but damn their new songs are catchy.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Shit! Take it easy Dennis!

The 2005 Hurricane season is off and running to a very active start.

I hope New Orleans fares alright this hurricane season, since I do have a bit of affection for the place...

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Must you soon?!

Alas, this glorious long 4th of July weekend is coming to a close. For most it already did, but I took an extra day.

I had a great time yesterday. Barbecue, fireworks, playing games with friends. I really need to go back to the gym though. Too much of my life is focused on work and leisure and not enough on my hot lean gorgeous body. LOLOLOLOL!

We'll see...

Saturday, July 02, 2005


Man, what I wouldn't have given to have been at the concert in London or any one of the other nine held today for that matter. And all for a good cause too.

Friday, July 01, 2005


It boggles my mind that people less educated than myself are supervisors over me and can tell me what to do and what not to do at my job! WHY CAN'T I BE MY OWN F**KIN' BOSS??!!

This is what I chose. And yes, it is a bitter pill to swallow. To work in an office with so many God damned bitches and c*nts telling me what I gotta do at work.

Sweet dear Jesus. I'm glad it's Friday. Thankful it's a long 4th of July weekend.

I really hate it here (work). Had I planned out my life wisely, I'd be my own boss by now.


And it really irks the f**k out of me.