Monday, December 31, 2007


Oh well, BLOODY GOOD RIDDANCE! I am so hating the way this year is ending! I feel terribly depressed and completely lonely! THERE! SO EF YOU 2007! Perhaps a new fresh year will do me good. I'm just tired of the daily routine, of neverending responsibilities, of having to struggle to survive in this world/society. Doesn't it just overwhelm ye sometimes my friends? DOESN'T IT?! ARGH! I've been feeling shitty this last week, and the gym is calling me back to destress anew. I'm infested with gray/white hairs too! UGH! Time for men's hair color, AGAIN.

This silly preposterous movie Superbad, has enough retarded funny moments that I am recommending it. Skinny geeky aDORKable Michael Cera is a joy to watch, and the film is nothing short of insane. Highly implausible I suppose, but give it a whirl nonetheless. I also rewatched the very gay but highly fascinating Bad Education (La Mala Educación), directed by the genius Spaniard, Almodóvar , and can't get over how rich and well-crafted his characters are. Add to this some great music and colorful cinematography and I swear I am just about ready to move to Spain in a flash! Speaking of España, my reading of Don Quixote is going well. Ah Castilian...such a beautiful fine tongue it is.
I wish you all excellent mental, emotional, and physical health friends for 2008. Pray for mine as well, for it is good health above all other things which makes life worth living.

Saturday, December 29, 2007


The year is winding down, and the world is still one crazy f**king place:

- Pakistan is the only Islamic state with a nuclear arsenal. And Washington has private concerns about the security of those weapons. Those worries will intensify in the wake of Benazir Bhutto's assassination. An arms control expert says one thing is certain: It is "not a good idea to have 70 nuclear weapons in the hands of a country that is falling apart."

Yeah, isn't that comforting? And we here in the United States have a major presidential election coming up too; would terrorists somehow decide to strike us too? Don't kid yourselves, Iraq still sucks, and there are car bombs/terrorists going off there all the time. I dunno where we're headed, to be honest, or what horrors to expect anymore.

On a lighter note, the USPS has issued a stamp in honor of Bette Davis' 100th birthday. Ah yes, good ole' Baby Jane herself. It's a cool stamp dontcha think?

I was in a traffic jam not too long ago, and this song popped up on my iPod and kept me company whilst stuck on the road, and boy what a song this is! A genius artist, and NO he wasn't once a Beatle either, but surely inspired by them:

Wednesday, December 26, 2007


Hey, this movie called Her Majesty, Mrs. Brown is quite good. I saw it last night and I really enjoyed the interesting insight into what it was like during Queen Victoria's rule of Britain, which was at the time the foremost global power. Dame Judi Dench as usual gives an outstanding performance as Victoria and though a slow quiet movie for many I suppose, I was most intrigued by its very simple yet effective message about friendship. Although a very stern and strict woman, the Queen was very emotional and caring, and seemed to possess a good heart. A much superior film than say that God awful Michael Bay-directed Transformers, which although showcases a very adorable Shia LaBeouf, is lacking in a cohesive and sensible plotline. What a horrid mess!
I feel so inferior only speaking English, Spanish, and a good amount of French. I wish I spoke more languages to be honest, and I'm thinking I really want to learn German. I have always found German quite an awesome-sounding tongue. Besides, somewhere on my father's side, rumour has it a great grandpaps was Alemannic or something like that. The Rosetta Stone software looks great, but it's quite expensive, and I'm cheap. Hopefully I'll find some free courses online or something. One of my co-workers speaks it fluently as she was born in Germany, so it'd be great to be able to practice with her as I get better.

Wish me luck in my quest zu sprechen deutsch!

Monday, December 24, 2007


I don't usually buy stuff for myself unless it's a necessity, but every time around Xmas, I do like to reward meeself. So what did WAT get WAT this year? I thought you'd never ask!

-A silly funny James Bond-style spoof starring The Beatles themselves in Help! I do already have the cheap DVD that was released a few years ago, but this new version of the 1965 film is fresh 2007, restored and with all the extra goodies that go along with it.

-Paul McCartney's impressive solo career with Wings and beyond is now on DVD in The McCartney Years! OH HOW EXCITING! LOVE IT! Full of tons of music videos and commentary by the genius himself! I can't wait to watch and hear it with good crisp sound. Sweet joy!

-Yeah, I finally bought Madonna's Confessions Tour. Saw it a little over a year ago on television, and it is terrific entertainment visually, but this also has an extra audio CD with the awesome live concert versions of Music and Erotica which I can't stop humming. Catchy indeed. Her Royal Highness is quite the entertainer/performer, even at her age.

-Last but not least, a beautiful annotated hardcover version of what is considered the first modern novel and what some regard as the greatest book ever written: Don Quixote de la Mancha. I read it years ago in college, in the original Spanish language version, but found it quite complex at times due to certain words/expressions used here and there. This version makes reading Miguel de Cervantes' 17th century masterpiece much easier. To quote The Beatles, "it's a thousand pages give or take a few." Ah yes, that poor insane idealistic lanky Don Quixote and his chubby short sidekick Sancho Panza on their zany adventures to defend chivalry and impress the damsel in distress. A highly comical and almost sad work of art really. There is a famous Broadway musical, Man of La Mancha.

A fantastic Happy Xmas to you all!

Friday, December 21, 2007


I haven't focused much on Jakey G. as of late. Until today. I didn't see his last film Rendition, but it seems as though a certain co-star and him have gotten very close since. Yeah, him and that Reese Witherspoon.
Footage of those two being lovey dovey sometime back in October:

Jakey and HER at the beach.

Ho hum.

By the way, Jakey G. celebrated his 27th birthday just this past Wednesday. Congratulations are in order fine sir! FINE FINE SIR!

Back in October, Jakey was sporting his sexy beard and did this witty interview on Letterman:

Wednesday, December 19, 2007


It's Wednesday, and you know what that means. Absolutely NOTHING!

I know we all have to get older and that our bodies age and stuff, but it still shocked me to see the latest pics of once glamorous Zsa Zsa Gabor, who was caught in Beverly Hills this past week. She's in her early 90s now, and the poor Hungarian thing is most definitely showing it! GOOD GOD! Time is cruel to us all! Ya know, for celebrities who rely so much on their looks such as Zsa Zsa once did, it must be really humbling/depressing to get this old and watch yer body just implode and putrefy right before your very eyes on its way to the grave. It's a stupid cosmic joke really. Zsa Zsa, who once had the strength to slap a cop, now can barely walk on her own. The pics of a now very senior Zsa Zsa are here. I'd like to live a long fruitful life mind you, but the vanity I possess sometimes makes me think that dying young may not be so bad, for I would never have to age and worry about liver spots! My co-worker insists that getting older isn't so bad, and that your mindset accepts the changes that come with it. Yeah. Sure. I can't wait till I turn 80. LOLOLOL! By the way, did you know Zsa Zsa was once married to and had a daughter with Paris Hilton's great grandfather Conrad? WHO KNEW?!

I was fortunate enough to receive this book for Xmas at work yesterday for our gift exchange. Sweet holy Jesus! There are some fine rare pics in the book of Paul McCartney and his lovely late wife Linda traveling all over the world during the 1970s with their supergroup that was, WINGS! WOOHOO! I've heard so many negative criticisms of Paul's work after The Beatles being cheesy/corny and just a bunch of silly pop/love songs (<--see the pun?), but listening to some of these albums today is still a real treat. McCartney continued writing brilliantly during this era, and without a doubt was just as successful away from his first famous band. Linda got a lot of shit too, for her less than stellar singing and limited musical instrument knowledge, but I say the woman stood by her man and worked hard to be a member of that group, and pulled it off nicely thank you. Paul was scared about life after the Fab Four, but Linda encouraged him to keep songwriting/performing and eventually Wings took shape. Paul even admits in the book, that he was always monitoring John, George, and Ringo's solo albums to see what they were up to musically as a sort of competition/inspiration for himself, and that more than likely the others were keeping tabs on his work too. There were lots of band member changes here and there throughout the group's decade or so long existence, but the essence of Paul, Linda, and Denny Laine was for the most part, always there. WINGS BABY! Here are some fine obscure and famous songs too by Sir Paul and his 70s crew Wings:


Monday, December 17, 2007


How many times a day do you check your blog, hoping THAT post you put so much effort into racks up at least five or more comments? HMMM?! Come on now, don't lie! You know you check that little blog you're so proud of at least 1,576 times a day! Okay, so you hope that even if no one comments, that someone is at least reading your precious well thought out words and admiring your even more entertaining images! Alas, the little narcissist in ya wishes your blog was as visited as or, but alas, you'll just have to be content with the traffic of some 30 people or less you get a day. Hell, I know that if a post of mine gets at least five comments, I already feel like a winner! Hell, even one comment is better than none, so thanks to all of you again for taking the time to even say something. I know the world does not revolve around me, but when a post is read through and commented on voraciously, I somehow do feel vindicated! YES! YES! I MATTER SOMEHOW IN CYBERSPACE AND NOT JUST AS SOMEONE WHO ADDICTIVELY VIEWS ONLINE HARDCORE PORN! Um, anyway...

Late Saturday/early Sunday into the wee hours, they were showing one of my favorite movies ever on cable! Yes, I SAID EVER! I already have it on DVD, but I couldn't resist watching it, commercials and all, knowing someone else was probably enjoying at the very same time I was. It's the movie that made Goldie Hawn Jr. a.k.a. Kate Hudson a star, Almost Famous! YEEHA! What a terrific film! I love me that good ole' classic rock, and this movie is such a trip down memory lane, in the early 70's when music still meant something. Makes me live through an era I barely missed really, and writer/director Cameron Crowe does a superb job of capturing the times he himself remembers fondly. It's got this scene here, which is now a classic of American cinema. Oh Elton John, you were tha man! Do check out Almost Famous if you've never seen it. An amazing cast, great writing, and a pretty great soundtrack to a richly nostalgic sweet movie.

In the spirit of Xmas, here's a little tune by one of my musical idols:

Friday, December 14, 2007


Am I smarter than a fifth grader? I better be!

I just realized how much I love Cheetos. Both the Crunchy and Puffs versions. Really unhealthy snacks I suppose, but I love them. Thee fingers are left orange-stained messes; chemicals in that junk probably cause horrid mutations inside the human body, but I just can't resist me a nice bag of the stuff. I tried getting into the Flaming Hot Cheetos, but hot damn, they destory my gastrointestinal tract and cause me some bad heartburn. As a child, Doritos were my fav I suppose, but not so much as an adult anymore due to the fact they leave ya with that strange malodorous breath for hours and I just never know when I might meet someone and decide to French kiss and stick my tongue down their throat with passionate delirious wild abandon! Frito Lay, you are my heroes, even if the rest of America is turning into a nation of the really plump and obese.

Speaking of weight issues, I could use an extra 20 lbs. The gym tones me up, but doesn't really bulk me up per se. It's not easy for me to gain weight, since I happen to be naturally lean with thankfully broad shoulders. Plus, suffering anxiety disorder and taking an anti-depressant also keep me on the skinny side. Most are jealous and think I look fine. BUT THEN THERE ARE THE NAYSAYERS. THE ONES THAT THINK I AM ON MY LAST LEGS SUFFERING FROM THE LAST STAGES OF A TERMINAL ILLNESS. Usually dumb envious fat people will say comments to me that I should eat more or ask if I am okay. How hurtful can these people be?! I guess it sucks for them since they're upset their once thin frames have collapsed and morphed them into large ocean creatures! One particular girl/co-worker who's about average size constantly mocks me for being skinny, until just the other day I got fed up and told her to leave my cubicle and get lost! Yeah, the bitch felt bad, but it's too late Mexican crater face! She went too far when she said I looked as anorexically hideous as J Lo's skeleton hubby Marc Anthony and that I had no ass! HUH? I almost felt like saying, "Lemme pull my pants down and show you my nice sweet ass and giant thick jackhammer cock you stupid bitch!", but common sense and decency won out and so a good, "I'm not liking you very much right now, so please leave my cubicle." was enough to make the beast leave with her tail between her legs. She tried to apologize but I had my back turned to her as I typed away on my computer and gave her the silent treatment. Her loss right? Yeah, her f*cking loss is RIGHT. No more of my cool jokes, wicked laugh, or hilarious anecdotes for you sweetheart. I only wish she and other indiscreet skinny hating assholes understood and knew that I look decently okay and actually kinda hot naked and that I'm not some starving Somalian lying on a dirt floor with flies buzzing in my face and vultures flying overhead waiting for me to croak. In the hetero world I guess, skinny women are much more acceptable than skinny men. Women expect males to be built/buff and crap. Well, not in the gay world. IN MA WORLD, I AM POPULAR, SO STFU AND THANKS! Must be the swinging large thick pendulum. AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ahem.

And yeah, so I'm skinny, Jodie Foster is a lesbo, Major League Baseball is ridden with steroid users, and the military is full of shit and knowingly allows openly gay men to serve anyway, especially during wartime.

So obviously obvious! Where's my Cheetos?

Wednesday, December 12, 2007


History-making events in Argentina! A woman assumed the presidency and it just so happens she is the wife of the outgoing president, Néstor Kirchner! His parents were Swiss/Croatian I believe. So just as hubby relinquishes power, the first lady comes in (rightfully elected by the people) and is now leader of the nation. Her name is Cristina Fernández de Kirchner and she's quite an attractive dame I must say. They both make a nice couple. Very photogenic these two, kind of like our current version of the Kennedys, the Clintons! As powerful and beloved as Madon...ER, I mean, Evita Perón was back in the day, even SHE did not get to become president like Cristina. So yes, she gets to continue living in La Casa Rosada, not just as the mere primera dama anymore. Wow. The Kirchners have been very popular in Argentina, leading the country into a bit of an economic boom, compared to a few years back where their economy was in the toilet. Wonder if BILLARY will get to make history in our country next year?

My Xmas tree is up and looks nice and festive, but I seriously can't wait till Xmas comes and goes in the next two weeks! Good riddance. I feel bad that I haven't really done any gift shopping yet, and I probably won't even do that much, if any, to be honest. The finances are tough this year, and although I love those close to me and stuff, I not only do not have as much cash as I have had maybe in years past, but the idea of having to step into a mall or store at this time of year makes me cringe. I guess Target is okay. I kinda like Target, for it is a pretty cool store with reasonable stuff and prices, but I'm just not a shopper to be honest. If I am gonna get anything, I better just do it online on, but now would be the time to do it so I can get my shipment in time for Xmas. If not, I can always call them New Year's gifts right?

Can you believe this crazy dude has a blog?!

Monday, December 10, 2007


I was told Friday night while at one of the bars in my general area called C Frendz, that I have a terrific sense of humor. Someone actually said it was very good dry humor. Of course, most of the fools there that night were piss drunk/plastered, but hey, I'll take any compliment that comes my way! Odd really, that at this stage/age in my life I am being hit on/approached more often than ever before. Must be that I ooze more confidence now, that the experience and wisdom which I now have just emanates from my pores and onto others like some really good expensive intoxicating cologne or something. GOD MAN. Someone else even said, "I like your laugh a lot, it sounds as if you really enjoy having a good time." Funny because I've been told the same thing by people at work. I tend to laugh out loud and with gusto, since I won't really be able to do so once I die, so I might as well enjoy this all now before it's taken away. It'd be nice to actually laugh as I die! Yeah, chuckle away as my vital bodily organs shut down and I travel down into that tunnel of light...

What makes this all the more sweeter is that I'm defying my age like Melanie Griffith once said one should in those old Revlon commercials! Too bad Melanie has failed at age defiance herself! I'm almost into my mid-thirties here, but most are shocked and think I'm in my mid-twenties! No sun, no smoking, no heavy drinking, and plenty of sleep are the key to my age-defying success! Of course, I look like a very pale vampire and a prime candidate for a hunter like Buffy to come and drive a stake through my heart, but I'm challenging the hands of time baby! Here's hoping I don't grow any fangs or a taste for blood anytime soon.

What's this?! Oprah is seriously endorsing Obama now. Lemme tells ya, Oprah has a lot of clout and influence in this country. The minute she tells those women on her show to donate to a cause, watch a lousy/cheesy TV movie-of-the-week, or read some book, those females listen and do as the Empress orders them to. She's bigger than life this Winfrey beluga whale, and supporting Obama as a presidential candidate can only work in his favor. Must be she wants to jump Obama's bones, since the man is not only very intelligent but actually kind of good looking too. But then again, isn't Oprah a lesbian? Nah, that's a rumor right? She loves food though no doubt about it, and can afford all she wants being worth one billion and change.

Yeah, just watching as 2007 rapidly slips into the history books...

Friday, December 07, 2007


I know, I know. Another Beatles-themed post, but I can't help it. I apologize if this bores some of you.

Tomorrow marks the sad tragic anniversary of the death of one half of the greatest songwriting team the world has ever known. I'm talking of course, about John Lennon, shot by a crazed deranged "fan" at the young age of 40. I don't even remember to be honest, as I was but a mere child, unaware of how crazy and insanely violent the world can truly be. As the years went by and I grew to appreciate Lennon's amazing talent, I came to realize what the world truly lost that day. As someone who knows what it's like to lose a loved one to gun violence, I now as an adult fully comprehend the deep sorrow a loss like this can cause. Though I've never been a fan of Yoko, it's hard not to feel terrible for what she had to witness/endure that awful night. So sad, so very f**king sad...

-Amazing radio footage of that night:

-Coverage on Nightline:

-Coverage on the BBC:

-Paul McCartney's seemingly cool reaction, but notice his weeping eyes:

-And finally, one of Lennon's all-time great solo songs:

Wednesday, December 05, 2007


Desiderio Alberto Arnaz y de Acha III was born in Santiago, Cuba in 1917. The world best remembers him by his shortened entertainer name, Desi Arnaz.

Desi was of Spanish descent, born into a pretty wealthy family back in Cuba, but they had to exile to the United States after Fulgencio Batista took power in the 30's and stripped them of their wealth. He came to Miami, then in New York City met Xavier Cugat who inspired Arnaz to start up his own Latin band. Arnaz became pretty successful with his Latin orchestra and then did Broadway and roles in Hollywood pictures, where he ran into the woman that would change his life: Lucille Ball. They were married in 1940.

The idea to transfer Ball's successful radio show My Favorite Husband onto the new medium known as television, ran into a bit of problems at first, mainly the fact that Lucille insisted that her real life husband Desi be cast on the TV show. Racism being more pronounced then, CBS executives did not think America would want to see a Hispanic portraying Lucille's husband on TV. Ball and Arnaz proved their worth, touring the country on a live stage show version of the concept, and the executives were won over by positive live audience response. Ball hoped that this would also help her already strained marriage with Arnaz by bringing them closer together if they were able to live and work in California as a team.

-In 1951, before the perfection of videotape, nearly all television shows were live productions, fed from the East Coast because of time-zone differences. Philip Morris approved the idea of filming I Love Lucy, but the sponsor wanted a live audience, which had been effective on radio. Desi and cinematographer Karl Freund, a veteran of pre-World War II German expressionist cinema working in Hollywood, devised a plan for staging the show as a play, performing each act before an audience, and simultaneously filming with three or four cameras stationed in different locations. Because this technique increased network production costs, CBS asked the Arnaz and Ball to take a cut in salary to compensate for the increase. In negotiation, Arnaz agreed, providing Desilu, a company he and Ball had created, would then own the shows after the broadcasts. A few years later the couple sold the films back to CBS for more than four million dollars, a sum that provided the economic base for building what became the Desilu empire. The practice of filming television episodes also paved the way to TV reruns and syndication.

And the rest they say is history. Arnaz' revolutionary contributions to the television landscape were enormous and are still used today. His personal life with Lucille Ball however, was sadly marred by alcoholism and womanizing. OH THOSE LATIN MEN! HAHAHAHAHA! Twenty years of marriage, two children, and Ball had had enough. They divorced, but remained lifelong amicable friends. Arnaz remarried in 1963, and remained so until his wife Edith passed away in 1985. A lifetime of heavy smoking took its toll, and Arnaz himself succumbed to shitty lung cancer on December 2, 1986.

This simple and humble blog post is in honor of a Latino who made history as a TV star and astute producer/businessman. Sporting his trademark funny accent, going off in Spanish, and playing off Ball's crazy antics, Desi Arnaz is forever immortalized along with his other three co-stars on the most popular television show in history.

¡Gracias Ricky Ricardo!

Monday, December 03, 2007


I gotta get out of Los Angeles!

I keep watching these programs on the educational cable channels that warn of a huge quake coming to my region sometime in the near future. Yes, the San Andreas Fault could give way, and though it would level and totally destroy Palm Springs and San Bernardino, it wouldn't be so bad for the actual LA city area that is some 150 miles away. Mind you, I'd hate to see Palm Springs leveled though, since they are so close just off that dreaded massive famous fault. However, the fault that really worries scientists is apparently the Puente Hills Fault just under the city which is capable of producing a quake larger than a 7.0 on the Richter scale. If that sucker were to go off just beneath Downtown Los Angeles, you can kiss most of this plastic city adios! Luckily I live and work in relatively safe buildings, but not having running water or power for days really freaks me out nonetheless! When will I ever prepare by stocking food and water man? I gotta get with it!

One of my good friends just got fired from his job, and it sounds really unfair! Sounds like this new douchebag director was just hired at his office and decided to clean house by getting rid of my bud in the process! My friend's been there close to three years mind you, and has been relatively competent and well-liked for the most part! And he now gets fired during the Xmas season with a very ridiculous cheap severance package offer to add insult to injury! HOW LAME! I say this boy better take it to the labor board man! He may have a case! I hate certain people in power sometimes, like a certain supervisor I deal with at my own job. EF THESE PEOPLE! They think that because they have power they can abuse it against us little people?! Remember the French Revolution I say! Congrats to the Venezuelans for rejecting their insane president's dictatorial aspirations!

I put up our Xmas tree finally. Aw. See? I'm not an entire Scrooge. And this movie, looks most intriguing:

Saturday, December 01, 2007


Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise in Germany this past week. Just look at Katie. LOOK AT HER. Creepy is an understatement.

-Meanwhile, an audio clip from The Howard Stern Show that was on not too long ago, where Gilbert Gottfried sits in and laughs up a storm at clips from Ed McMahon's "new audio book." I tells ya, this is the kind of stuff on Stern's show that makes me cry my eyes out laughing my head off, but then again I'm infantile:

Thursday, November 29, 2007


George Harrison died on November 29, 2001 at the still relatively young age of 58, the victim of cancer. It's been six years since we lost this giant of the music world, but his legacy has not gone unnoticed nor has it been forgotten.
Born in Liverpool, England to a family of Irish-Catholic descent, Harrison was one of four children and from an early age had a fascination with guitars. As a teenager, he met a certain older chap named Paul McCartney with whom he used to ride the bus to school with and was often treated like a little brother, bossed and ordered around by Paul quite frequently. When Paul met up with a rowdy rebellious John Lennon at a fair in 1957, the seeds were planted for what was to become history's most impressive musical group. At the insistence of Paul, George was also brought into John's new band as the lead guitarist, and as the group began to evolve, then came Ringo a few years later.

George was only about 19 or 20 when his band began to make it big in 1963, after years of hard work playing small clubs in Liverpool and Hamburg, perfecting their playing skills. He was the youngest, and was often treated like a child by his older mates. At first, George's song contributions to the group were minimal; singing bit parts here and there since Lennon/McCartney were the main songwriters and lead singers. As the years progressed however, George's lead guitar role grew quite nicely as did his actual songwriting skills. Some of the band's greatest and most obscure/innovative songs were often composed by Harrison. He began to study Hinduism and traveled to India often, bringing back with him the knowledge to play the sitar/other Indian instruments and magically incorporated them into the band's sound. No longer content with their fame nor working together due to growing egos, the band inevitably broke up after seven years of extraordinary success, and by then Harrison was a truly gifted songwriter in his own right, leading to a pretty successful solo career as a musician and movie producer.

George had one failed marriage to model Patti Boyd who then went on to marry his good friend Eric Clapton, but George got it right and then marries Mexican-American Olivia Arias, who would eventually give birth to his one and only child: Dhani Harrison in 1978. Horrified at the murder of John Lennon in 1980, Harrison felt unsafe and petrified of ever suffering the same fate, and ironically in 1999 almost does as an intruder breaks into his giant mansion and nearly stabs him to death, but he is saved thanks to Olivia who manages to hit the loony in the head with an object. Harrison luckily will not suffer Lennon's fate, but alas, all those years of smoking as a youth take their toll and he tragically develops cancer from which he died of today, exactly six years ago.

Though he is gone, he forever remains a member of the little band from England that changed the face of music for all time.

Sample of songs sung by Harrison composed by Lennon/McCartney:

-Do You Want To Know a Secret?

-I'm Happy Just To Dance With You

Sample of songs incorporating Harrison's Indian instruments written by Lennon/McCartney:

-Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown)

-Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds

Sample of songs written and sung by Harrison for the band:

-I Need You

-Think For Yourself

-The Inner Light

-Blue Jay Way

-Long, Long, Long


-Here Comes The Sun

Some solo work:

-My Sweet Lord

-What is Life

-When We Was Fab

-Got My Mind Set on You

Monday, November 26, 2007


Can someone please try and explain to me what the 11th comment on this post here is bloody talking about? Thanks, I'd really appreciate it. :)

I was watching the Discovery Channel and I cannot understand the people who attempt to climb Mt. Everest! The highest point on Earth is almost 30,000 ft. high! UNREAL! The oxygen is so thin, the temps are so cold, and terrain so treacherous; who in their right mind would dare risk their life to go up that monstrosity? JAYSUS! Some climber got really bad frostbite on his fingers and some of his toes, and the woman said that the tissue was literally dead, that his extremities would either just fall off soon, or they'd just have to cut them off. UGH! Must be the rush and sense of accomplishment that drives these people to climb Everest, but I say no thanks man! I respect nature enough to know I ain't messing with her.

I'm currently fascinated by Scotland all of a sudden. Yes, the northern region just above England! Scottish men can be quite attractive, very masculine, and assertive when the need arises. As much as I admire England and all her glory, I kind of feel bad for the Scottish in a way for they haven't been dealt with by the English too kindly throughout history from what I have learned. I suppose they deserved to be their own independent nation, but alas, were swallowed up and became part of the United Kingdom in the early 1700s due to English dominance and corrupt dealings. Nonetheless, I salute thee Scotland, and thanks for giving us such fine talent as Travis, Franz Ferdinand, Belle & Sebastian, and Ewan McGregor of course!

¡Viva Escocia!

Saturday, November 24, 2007


I trust you all had a nice Thanksgiving?

L.A. seems surprisingly desolate the last few days. A lot of people must be out of the city. Good! Please don't come back! HEEHEE! Just kidding...or am I? And it's suddenly gotten chilly at night. Brrrrrrrrr! Well, I'm sure it's worse on the East Coast than it is here, but we Southern Californians get cold easily and quick. This is the kind of weather that makes ya just wanna bundle up and stay in bed! I realize that if I didn't have structure in my life, as in a JOB to go to, I'd be a real lazy bum, as evidenced by my behavior when I have days off like this.

So one major holiday down, and now onto Xmas. I suppose I'll put up a Xmas tree sometime soon, I just don't freakin' know when. U know what? I notice this is the time of year where we eat lots of Salvadoran Tamales at my house, due to my relatives' still lingering close ties to the old country. They're BIGGER and THICKER than the Mexican ones. Oh rapture! YOU DIRTY-MINDED SICKOS! Actually, I've heard lots of people tell me they don't really don't like 'em that much. I was raised on the stuff since childhood, so I like 'em with a nice roll of French Bread. DEELISH!

Everyone have a nice weekend. Don't overdo the Thanksgiving leftovers too much now, 'cause then it just gets kind of routine and gross after a while.

I love this video, and this song:


Wednesday, November 21, 2007


A short work week like this; perhaps Thanksgiving isn't so bad after all! YEEHA!

My soul mate and I were watching C-SPAN this past weekend like the big losers that we are, and ran into some of the most entertaining and boring as hell footage in the history of humankind: The State Opening of the British Parliament with none other than Queen Elizabeth II herself! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! We couldn't help but watch and yet snooze at the same time at all the pomp and circumstance of the ceremony.

She rides her horse drawn carriage from Buckingham Palace with that big obnoxious oaf husband of hers (Philip) wearing a ridiculous gown and a funny-looking crown of jewels that must be worth a fortune. She walks in, they all bow their heads, can only be seated when she says so, and then she begins this long ass speech about all the glorious things her country will do in the next year. If you can bear to watch it, the full ceremony is here. Long live Great Britain I say! I make fun, but somehow hold a special place in mee heart for dem Anglos. God save the Queen!

David Lynch is an oddball visionary filmmaking genius. And his television masterpiece Twin Peaks is now available in one complete DVD box set. The whole damn show from beginning to end! Oh joy! Do yourself a favor and check this show out if you never have. It's still # 1 on my list of greatest TV shows of all time and it continues to influence other shows to this very day. The funny creative Lego version is here.

Happy Thanksgiving America!

Monday, November 19, 2007



I first of all beg you to forgive me for anything wrong I've done. You know I try to be a genuinely good kind person, and I beg you to still make me a better person every day. I know I don't go to church often, but I don't like to hear how me being gay is gonna send me to hell, so I'd rather commune with you on this kind of personal level as a non-practicing Protestant. Rid me of my bad temper which can flare up from time to time, and help me to overcome all my fears, anxieties, and depression. Life is frustrating and tragic to me at times, but it can also be joyous and wonderfully rewarding/exciting. I thank you for the privilege and gift of being here to experience it, and ask for a good long healthy life till you deem it my time to take me from this dimension.

I thank you for my job, shelter, food, clothes, good caring family and my friends. Please protect them all from harm and ill health. More than anything, I ask you for health, for with good health, I am already the richest person alive. Wash away all the bitterness and hatred I may have for those who wronged me. I forgive them, and ask to be forgiven too by those I may have wronged. Wow, I feel better already actually writing these words out. Somehow, I know you are reading them and granting my prayers.

Most of all Lord, I am deeply concerned and saddened at the state of our world. What is happening to us? Have we gone too far? I write this almost in tears, devastated by so much greed, hunger, war, and an environment in peril. I beg you to please help us in this great time of need. We are in severe danger; everyone alive knows it, and feels it. Please protect us from terrorism, natural disaster, and our own stupidity! What have we done to our precious planet and to each other? Forgive us, for we know now what we do! Lead us into the right direction, but if it is your will to teach us a lesson, then so be it. Alas, I know that humans sometimes do not learn unless through discipline; I ask for your mercy please in these scary times, especially for our kids and innocent animals who are suffering and will pay the price for all of this. No matter what a person's faith or belief may be, I ask mercy for us as all, as a collective species.

To any and all those lonely souls in jail, hospitals, nursing homes, or wherever they may be due to whatever sad/tragic reason, please give them some comfort during their difficult time.

I genuinely ask you this, in the name of Jesus Christ, who taught true love and tolerance for all,


Friday, November 16, 2007


The date was Sunday, August, 15, 1965. Never before in modern pop/rock music history had such a large sports stadium been used to host a concert. Some 55,000 people were present at Shea Stadium in New York City to watch the boys from Liverpool perform. It must've been an extraordinary time to be alive, as The Beatles literally ruled the world. Now why in tha hell wasn't I around gosh darnit?! I can't believe all this awesome craziness occurred before my time, and I missed it!

The technology at the time was indeed primitive, and the boys were basically hooked up to the stadium's very cheap sound amplification system. The Fab Four had to play without being able to hear themselves, and it is doubtful anyone else even heard them for that matter, for the roaring hysterical screams of the crowd and fainting girls was all too much; it's as if a jet engine was constantly running.

Yes, here's the terrific insane footage of the band that changed the world:

Wednesday, November 14, 2007


I suppose the current Writer's Guild strike won't majorly affect me, except for my two favorite shows on the CW: Reaper and Supernatural. Reaper has gotten off to a very entertaining silly start and how can anyone not love the adorable Bret Harrison? And the boys on Supernatural are not only handsome studs, the show in this, its third season, is unbelievably exciting and terrific! I have no idea how many more new episodes we'll be getting from either show, I hope they have enough to satisfy my cravings.
Although the last seven years have been very difficult to deal with my fellow Americans, fear not my little ones! We have a major presidential election coming in about a year. Time to choose the best candidate who will hopefully help lead us out of these trying times: war in the Middle East, environmental challenges, a jittery stock market, rising national debt, a shitty devalued dollar, and threats by terrorists. Who in their right mind would even wanna inherit such issues? Alas, may the best man, or WOMAN win. History is indeed unfolding right before our very eyes.
And so I give you this terribly catchy recent great tune by the Scottish band Travis to brighten up your day:

Monday, November 12, 2007


A sincere thanks to everyone who takes the time to read and comment on mee silly posts!

Well, I've heard but a mere blip here and there on the news about this really bad oil spill that occurred in San Francisco Bay. That sounds so awful! As if our environment isn't screwed up enough and getting worse, now this has to happen! Beautiful city situated in such an amazing setting really. I do believe however, that there's enough outrage now that the story is starting to get major attention by officials and concerned citizens.

A news story that did get lots and lots of attention however, is the hilarious and shocking event that happened at the Ibero-American Summit in Santiago, Chile! Venezuela's uncouth and low class leader Hugo Chávez has previously behaved like a real twirp, but this time got put in his place by royalty itself! Turns out the current prime minister of Spain Zapatero (who is most civilized and respectful), was telling Chávez that attacking the previous Spanish prime minister using disrespectful names was not fair or appropriate. Chávez claims the previous Spanish leader was a fascist supporting Bush in Iraq; Chávez kept interrupting Zapatero, and King Juan Carlos had enough, and firmly tells Hugo, "Why don't you just shut up?" Or in its original format, "¿Por qué no te callas?" LOLOLOL! Of course, Chávez still cannot keep his yap shut and kept talking smack today.

Ya wanna see the juicy footage? Está aquí:


En español:

Friday, November 09, 2007


This happened about 13 years ago, and even watching it today makes me laugh my head off! FREAKIN' HILARIOUS! GENIUS! The interviewer and the guest are equally smart-assed and witty in my opinion, with neither one of them backing down at all and keeping everyone entertained in the process. Yeah, yeah, the guest got a lot of slack and negative press supposedly for behaving like a real uncouth individual, but it was still nothing short of an interesting and roaringly hysterical moment in television history.

I now give you about twenty minutes of pure LOL entertainment, one of the best interviews of all time! ENJOY:

Wednesday, November 07, 2007


¡Saludos, amigos y amigas!

How much of an embarrassment am I?! I downloaded the new and my first ever full Britney album into my iPod this past weekend! OMG! Have I lost my freakin' mind?! I'm kinda liking it too! EEK! It's not too bad actually. Yeah, Britno sounds real digitalized robotica and shit, but it's Lousiana's swamp-raised pride and joy man! After all the disastrous tabloid stories, Britney is red hot! She went from the innocent little harmless girl to a walking pop star train wreck! Don't u just love it?! AHAHAHAH! She'll never be Queen Madonna of course, but I'm proud of the girl in a strange odd way. I must be insane. Somebody call my therapist quick.

Ya know, I was watching this show on PBS on Charles Schultz, the genius guy who created Peanuts and it was a very moving almost sad show about a very introverted and sensitive man who created perhaps the most endearing characters in comic strip history. I almost cried like a baby when the time came for him to die and he was upset about having to leave not just this dimension but his beloved Charlie Brown and crew. He almost felt betrayed that life had to have an end; it was almost heartbreaking really. I am not a big Xmas fan as much anymore, but A Charlie Brown Christmas is still one of my favorite holiday specials of all time. Too awesome!
I'm craving Fritos now. Gotta run!

Monday, November 05, 2007


I cringe at every new month due to all the bills/payments that come in! Don't you?! ARGH!!! It's hard to have and keep basic comforts going!

It's a part of life/adult reality I know, but STILL! Time to pay for your living space, the cable, the water & power, the gas, the credit card, cell phone, and BLAH BLAH BLAH! I tend to be pretty responsible, but sometimes I forget the credit card bill which I charge my Sirius Satellite Radio and stagnant gym membership to, and GOD FORBID the finance/late charge! FREAKIN' EVIL CROOKS! ASSHOLES OF THE FIRST ORDER! And I never forget an appointment with my head doctor, but last month I did, and now I've been billed a ridiculous amount! EF UUUUUUUUU! I know the therapist had to wait for me and I never showed, but the next day I did leave a voice mail apologizing frankly and profusely, yet I still got smacked with this horrible cancellation fee. And at times, I have run out of money in my checking account, but only because I forget to transfer money into it, so I have gotten slapped with more facking fees! WHY YOU MALICIOUS GREEDY BASTARDS! They must think I shit money!

These companies stop at nothing to slap ya with late charges! I HATE IT! ABHOR IT! It's hard to keep track of it all with work, a social life, and days just flying by at the speed of light. I cannot imagine having kids! HOW WOULD I MANAGE THEN?! I need someone to perhaps manage my bills. Where's Brian Epstein when you need him?! Dead! UGH! And I ain't a Beatle!

But I know a guy who was a Beatle; a living legend/genius! In purchasing this, I suppose we're helping the Heather Mills moneygrubber fund and the continued encouragement of capitalism, but oh well! Here's just one of the 10,000 gifts I want for Xmas:

Saturday, November 03, 2007



Two clips, about 15 minutes total of riveting hysterical over-the-top overacted footage of Heather Mills going off on how the press has ruined her reputation and that she is trying to protect Paul McCartney and her daughter in all of this, that she has been suicidal and received death threats and that every one is on Macca's side and blah blah blah! This was on British TV just this past week.

Here it is, in two parts:

Thursday, November 01, 2007


Aw MAN! You mean I have to wait another year for Halloween?! BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Well, there ya go. At the very last minute, I decided to dress up for work, and TA-DAH! I went back in time to the decade where I'm sure I had a past life, the sixties man! How groovy! Make love not war! Get out of Ira...ER, Vietnam I mean! The overwhelming majority loved my costume. I got lots of laughs (must've been those amazing pants), and two idiots who had no idea what the hell I was. ARGH! Yes, some people can be really dense! I guess I came out a cross between Lennon and Hendrix. Not bad I'd say. As for Halloween night, I fizzled out not wanting to deal with driving/crowds or leaving the comfort of my home, so I stayed in and watched Halloween-based fare on TV. I may go to the West Hollywood Carnaval next year, since my fav holiday will fall on a Friday in 2008. PERFECT!

Yeah, so here come Thanksgiving and Xmas. Holidays I used to enjoy as a kid, but now kinda don't care for really. Turkey genocide man! And then Xmas comes around and television is littered with nothing but commercials to go out and spend your hard-earned cash! Frankly, I'm sick of that shit! The mall can kiss my ass! I'll still put up the Xmas tree though I suppose, so as to not be a complete Scrooge.

Oh yeah, The Nightmare Before Xmas in 3-D was really really enjoyable. I had not seen that movie since it first came out in 1993, and seeing it again in this new format recently was really great; made for some awesome visuals. I'd forgotten too how great the music for that little movie was. Danny Elfman (and Tim Burton of course) is a genius.

Monday, October 29, 2007


Well, it's really this Wednesday, but I thought I'd post an early videoclip of myself for y'all:


Friday, October 26, 2007


--------Ya see? Bush really does care about the wildfire victims in California.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007


With these terrible, absolutely terrible fires in our region here, I notice lots of interesting Spanish place names thrown around here and there. California has undoubtedly a Spanish/Mexican past, and so here's a bit of interesting toponymy from the Southern California areas affected by the flames:

Las Vírgenes Road - meaning "the virgins", a long windy road into Malibu.

Puerco Canyon - this ugly word means "pork/pig."

San Diego - "Saint Didacus." Yeah, I like the Spanish name better too.

Santiago Canyon - an interesting word in honor of "Saint James."

Escondido - meaning, "hidden."

Agua Dulce - "sweet water."

Chula Vista - literally means, "pretty/beautiful view."

Calabasas - misspelling of the original calabazas, which means, "squash/pumpkins."

Rancho Santa Fe - A romantic name meaning, "holy faith ranch."

Las Flores Canyon - ya give "the flowers" to mom on her b-day.

Soledad Canyon - "loneliness/solitude."

La Jolla - a misspelling of what should be la joya, which means, "the jewel."

El Cajón - literally means, "the box."

Ventura County - u win the lottto, meaning you have good "fortune/luck."