Greetings from frosty Minnesota!
Yes, there were frost and freeze advisories this morning in the northern part of the state. So fucking unfair. It isn’t even September yet, and part of the state has frosted already?? Fuck that noise. Fuck it right in the ear!
So– not the greatest weekend for me this past weekend. Not that it was terrible, it just wasn’t spectacular. First off, on Friday Kyle and I saw “Deathrace” with the humpy Jason Statham.
The movie is deliciously violent and fast paced, chockers with hot menz and jiggling boobies. Joan Allen is a pure cunt in the film, which makes it even awsomer! The acting isn’t the greatest and the ending is a bit too “pat”, but it is fun. Oh, and I have a new heartthob– Max Ryan.
Kyle (in addition to jacking off each time Jason was on the screen) was all about this other driver/prisoner who’s real name is Jason Mader. I was going to post a pic of him too, but I couldn’t find one. Not one. In all of googledom.
Saturday was to be all about running around trying to find a new couch sectional for my apartment. It was sunny and cool and would have been a perfect day to tool around in a convertible. Too bad the convertible top stopped working on my car.
It’s a darn good thing I’ve already gotten online and made an appointment to get my car in for it’s big 60K service. Or HAVE I? I have yet to hear confirmation back from the fucking BMW/MINI dealership.
First stop on Saturday was the “Room and Board” Outlet Center. Kyle and I hopped in the (now semifunctional) MINI and headed out there. Kyle was SURE it opened at like 8 or so. We got there at 9:30 and this is what we saw:
Kyle, that’s not a happy face!
Yes, the place didn’t open until 10 as it turns out. So after a 30 minute wait (at which point the line started snaking around the building) we dashed in and found…
We spent maybe 20 minutes in the place and determined that there was absolutely nothing good to be had. Grrr. It’s never good when you spend longer waiting for it than you do inside. Ahem.
We went to a couple other places, but nobody had a sectional that I wanted. Well, except Crate and Barrel actually. They had a very versatile, modular, mod-looking sectional that I really liked. But I didn’t like it $2400 worth.
The best ‘other’ piece of furniture that we saw all weekend was this chair at Gabberts:
God what atrocious furniture they had! This was merely the best example of the horror. Oh, and the chair was hard and hurty in case you were wondering.
Speaking of goats… notice my goatee in the picture. I’m growing it out. I want a big, thick, pornstar goatee that I can comb. I’m at that scraggly, halfway point right now.
Oh! I did manage to find a little something at this indigenous antique far eastern stuff store. Kyle knows the name; I don’t remember it. But I DID get a little buddha (niche buddha) from Northern Thailand. Supposedly it’s fairly old. I’ll try to take a picture of it soon.
Pizza and pizza rolls capped off the evening, along with a screening of 27 Dresses and Hot Fuzz.
Sunday I spent the day purging. My birthday always dredges up feelings of mopery for me. One more year gone– one year closer to death. What am I doing with my life, where am I going, etc. Summer’s ending. Days are getting noticeably shorter. That sort of thing.
Each year about this time, I start to assess my life, weigh it and find it wanting. So then I take the milestone as an opportunity to “clean” and try to get closer to that vision of where I see myself.
I had two and a half boxes of shit left over from my move a year ago. I got them out of my storage unit and started going through them. There were a shitload of pictures in them. Plus old documents, tapes, porn, junk, and crap that I moved and didn’t know what to do with.
I went through all the pictures, kept the ones containing people or that were in some way sentimental, and pitched all the others. I didn’t even manage to fill a photo album.
I tossed all the old VCR porn that I’d accumulated. I don’t even have a VCR hooked up anymore, so why was I keeping it? Plus, all the good stuff is on DVD now.
I threw out old letters and paperwork and directions and manuals to things I no longer own.
All totalled- I sent 2.5 garbage bags down the chute. But I wasn’t finished.
I kept my tax documents, some irreplaceable VCR tapes (just in case I ever convert them to DVD), some toys, some games, etc. And then I took down some crap “edited” my apartment and put the extras in the box too– mostly gifts I couldn’t get rid of just yet.
But I wasn’t finished just yet.
I took pictures of my favorite couch and put it up for sale on Craigslist. Along with my Pachinko machine and a steamer trunk that I used as a coffee table. Hopefully I can sell the things. I need the space. I do already have three hits on my couch, which is great but also breaks my heart just a little.
And I put a vintage baseball glove that I have up for sale on eBay.
Next stop? The books, DVD’s and CD’s. I need to severely edit those too. But that’s a project for another weekend.
I did manage to get in a lovely bikeride on Sunday, too. To burn some calories before taco-palooza. I made myself tacos last night with buffalo meat and fresh tomatoes from the farmer’s market, and stuffed myself silly on them.
Enough… this post has rambled enough.
Happy B-day! it’s good to purge the stuff you don’t need, it’s amazing how easy it is to accumulate crap! That ram’s horns look kinda like stirrups…there might be potential there.
I agree with the above poster. My mind went to dirty thoughts when I saw the horns…and your picture…phew, boy.
Way too productive… quit that shit… you are making me look bad. AAANNNDDD, How can you be getting older, and not be getting drunker? Are you really gay? you are handling it way to well. LOL
ewww. horrible picture.
So I’m drunk, and while your post was very introspective and all that, I’m drunk and can only focus on on thing . . . the picture . . . and one thing in the picture . . . is that mannequin wearing a cowbell?
honey, turn your hat around
Something I have noticed since my stay in Minneapolis is that people around here hit the stores very early. In Indy and Pittsburgh people do not get up early enough to shop at 10am. I miss hitting the stores and having my run of the place..