Camping with my brother and his friends in Cascadia: incredible.
The whole world (or even country) isn't a liberal-land-hipster-haven like Portland, Oregon. Duh, but, still, sometimes it's shocking to be reminded of this fact. For example: some people wouldn't hang out with openly gay members of the military (provided the Don't Ask Don't Tell repeal goes all the way through) outside of work because of what other people would say about them ("if he's hanging out with a f*****t, he MUST be gay!"). I started crying, but I'm sure the 1/2 a gallon of Carlo Rossi I'd drunk that night helped with that. But, are you kidding me?!?!?!?! If thinking that everyone deserves a fair break and friends no matter what their sexual orientation is makes me a bleeding heart liberal then I am a BLEEDING HEART MOTHERFUCKIN' LIBERAL!!! America is awesome, but also fucked up and slow-moving and backwards. Fuck it. I'm out. (2 weeks from today, like WHAT?!?!?!)
Party down.
Showing posts with label Miles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miles. Show all posts
Monday, June 21, 2010
Friday, January 01, 2010
F#@$ Christmas!
I spent Christmas eve on an uncomfortable chair in the Dallas Ft. Worth airport, I didn't see my luggage until a few days later, and I ripped my favorite (read: practically only) pair of jeans in the crotch. But my alcoholic family just drank a lot (Bloody Marys, Crown & Amp, a Miles specialty, rum and cokes, fruity things, you name it one of us probably drank it) and ate well (Black Angus, Morocco in Epcot, Shogun) and got through it all somehow (Robot Chicken's Beast and the Beauties helped). We saw Avatar, Cirque du Soleil's La Nouba, and a manatee fart. Seriously, I saw a manatee fart, and Miles said he even smelled it. I even saw my ridiculous future.
I made my brother some pretty sweet 'mostly French music mixes' for Christmas. "Making a great mix is a great feeling" says Andrew. Here they are:
I made my brother some pretty sweet 'mostly French music mixes' for Christmas. "Making a great mix is a great feeling" says Andrew. Here they are:
- Les filles adorent -PZK
- Foux du fafa -Flight of the Conchords
- Ca m'enerve -Helmut Fritz
- Meme pas fatigue -Magic System ft Khaled
- Ibiza (Marchesini & Farina Remix) -Desaparecidos vs Walter Master J)
- Everytime we touch -David Guetta
- Sens interdit -Ysa Ferrer
- No future in the past -Nadiya & Kelly Rowland
- Infinity 2008 (Klaas remix) -Guru Josh Project
- Release me (Cahill club mix) -Agnes
- C'est beau la bourgeoisie -Discobitch
- Love is gone -David Guetta ft Chris Willis
- Citoyen du monde -Tunisiano ft Zaho
- Celle qu'il te faut -Kenza Farah ft Nina Sky
- A la bien -Soprano
- Jai ho (DJ Fisun remix) -The Pussycat Dolls
- Flashback -Calvin Harris
- Evacuate the dancefloor -Cascada
- Ready for the floor -Hot Chip
- No dice -Beirut
- We are golden (Calvin Harris remix) -Mika
- Animal (Punks jump up remix) -Miike Snow
- Lex -Ratatat
- Say what you want -Texas ft Wu Tang Clan
- Uprising (Does it offend you, yeah? remix) -Muse
- 1901 -Phoenix
- Romance (Max Moroldo and Paul and Luke reloaded mix) -Fluxx & Lola
- How soon is now (extended version) -David Guetta ft Julie McKnight)
Monday, March 24, 2008
Barack and roll!
Friday night: saw Barack Obama speak some amazing words with some treasured friends, both new and old. A. MAZING! He lives up to all the hype: eloquent, electrifying, energized, and right on on so many points and levels. I made a book, which I may publish up here, in which I had some friends, some random people write their thoughts, on Barack or anything at all. It was amazing because it got me engaged in conversation with some really neat people. Well, I went to see BARACK OBAMA speak, so it was a given that I would be surrounded by some pretty neat people! Two things were confirmed: I love people, and Barack is my candidate.
The next day my mom and I picked my brother up from the airport! It's always awesome to see him. We drove to Bend and that night I went out to a bar with my little bro for the first time ever! Happy 21 a little late Miles! The next day (yesterday) he was looking pretty sharp in his Class A uniform, even though everybody else in his friend's wedding party were wearing tuxes or (I hate to say it) hideous bridesmaid's dresses. Cherie was gorgeous though.
The next day my mom and I picked my brother up from the airport! It's always awesome to see him. We drove to Bend and that night I went out to a bar with my little bro for the first time ever! Happy 21 a little late Miles! The next day (yesterday) he was looking pretty sharp in his Class A uniform, even though everybody else in his friend's wedding party were wearing tuxes or (I hate to say it) hideous bridesmaid's dresses. Cherie was gorgeous though.
Friday, March 21, 2008
BEST DAY EVER!!!!!! slash Horrible Hook-ups: Phone Calls That Should Never Be Made
One. I've been making plans all day for the trip to Eugene tomorrow to see BARACK OBAMA speak! It's going to be off the chizzain. 4-7 people I LOVE and me waiting for hours to see the most eloquent man of our time speak LIVE! I'm peeing myself at the moment!!!!
Two. My brother calls at exactly 6:01pm to inform me that he indeed WILL be coming home the DAY AFTER TOMORROW!!!! This after we were all excited that he would be coming home only to find out that his leave had been denied. SHIT! I started crying in front of clients. It was weird/bad news bears/awesome! Another reason I'm peeing myself and better start mopping up soon!
Three. AS IF THAT WEREN'T ENOUGH! Luke's party (in homage to Nicholas' horrible hair...: I hope someone burned that shit by now!) happened. HAPPENED! Oh shit was that shit happenin'! LOVE to Luke, Michael, Rocky, Tanzi, Phil the Shit, Scotty, Sophia, Chelsea, Ingrid, Tristen, Alisha, Nnamdi, Bisola, Monte, Matt, Dau, Shawn and ALL the hotties on the dancefloor tonight!
LOVE is spelled L-G-B-T. Truth is what I speak right now.
And finally, a final thought: when walking home drunk and lonesomeish by oneself at night (only because you're "one," and no one else is with you, not because you're particularly lonely or lonesome), don't, repeat DON'T call anyone you have any slight inkling to call. It was a horrible hook-up you're only thinking back to at the moment because it actually HAPPENED, and not because it was particularly good or wonderful, and so in all circumstances and cases SHOULDN'T be called. Pride yourself in going it alone, your own way, without crutches. Pride yourself in forging ahead, proudly and strongly and bravely alone. Pride yourself,...and don't under ANY circumstances, call ANYONE who isn't related or "related" to you. 'Nuff said.
Write, write, always write. Goo d night.
Two. My brother calls at exactly 6:01pm to inform me that he indeed WILL be coming home the DAY AFTER TOMORROW!!!! This after we were all excited that he would be coming home only to find out that his leave had been denied. SHIT! I started crying in front of clients. It was weird/bad news bears/awesome! Another reason I'm peeing myself and better start mopping up soon!
Three. AS IF THAT WEREN'T ENOUGH! Luke's party (in homage to Nicholas' horrible hair...: I hope someone burned that shit by now!) happened. HAPPENED! Oh shit was that shit happenin'! LOVE to Luke, Michael, Rocky, Tanzi, Phil the Shit, Scotty, Sophia, Chelsea, Ingrid, Tristen, Alisha, Nnamdi, Bisola, Monte, Matt, Dau, Shawn and ALL the hotties on the dancefloor tonight!
LOVE is spelled L-G-B-T. Truth is what I speak right now.
And finally, a final thought: when walking home drunk and lonesomeish by oneself at night (only because you're "one," and no one else is with you, not because you're particularly lonely or lonesome), don't, repeat DON'T call anyone you have any slight inkling to call. It was a horrible hook-up you're only thinking back to at the moment because it actually HAPPENED, and not because it was particularly good or wonderful, and so in all circumstances and cases SHOULDN'T be called. Pride yourself in going it alone, your own way, without crutches. Pride yourself in forging ahead, proudly and strongly and bravely alone. Pride yourself,...and don't under ANY circumstances, call ANYONE who isn't related or "related" to you. 'Nuff said.
Write, write, always write. Goo d night.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Sweet Home Alabama? Obama's coming to my home!
I may be going to Alabama in a month. With my mom to visit my brother. That's one good thing about my brother being in the army; for him I'm going to fabulous locales like Oklahoma and Alabama and discovering a side of America I never knew...(or ever needed to, really)...
Honestly, though, I would welcome the experience. I've never been to the South, and I always relish the opportunity to get out of my "blue state, 5th-smartest-city-in-the-country, college campus, very liberal" environment and point of view to see how other Americans are living and thinking the way they do (if at all...some blog comments I've been seeing lately lead me to believe that many 'Mericans don't have a brain to speak of). And meeting other people in the Army and their families is always interesting. I guess it's really happening then: my brother is going to Iraq.
Today is the 5 year anniversary of the war in Iraq. My brother enlisting has really forced me to identify my stance on the whole thing. I support the soldiers and their families, but I would never call this a "just" cause, or attempt to justify the reasons we are over there. I DON'T stand by the current president or administration at all, but that is no reason to take it out on the soldiers. Some of them were driven to the armed forces as their only option because of forces out of their control (lagging economy, little opportunity or education, etc.). Even the ones who do want to "kill, kill, kill;" they didn't make the authorizing decision to be over there in the first place. so until they do something stupid to actually upset me, I've got no beef with them.
In other news I'm going to see Sen. Barack Obama speak the day after tomorrow in Eugene!!!! I'm so excited! An historic moment, whoever turns out to be the Democratic nominee, whoever is elected president. Barack out with your caucus out, baby!
Honestly, though, I would welcome the experience. I've never been to the South, and I always relish the opportunity to get out of my "blue state, 5th-smartest-city-in-the-country, college campus, very liberal" environment and point of view to see how other Americans are living and thinking the way they do (if at all...some blog comments I've been seeing lately lead me to believe that many 'Mericans don't have a brain to speak of). And meeting other people in the Army and their families is always interesting. I guess it's really happening then: my brother is going to Iraq.
Today is the 5 year anniversary of the war in Iraq. My brother enlisting has really forced me to identify my stance on the whole thing. I support the soldiers and their families, but I would never call this a "just" cause, or attempt to justify the reasons we are over there. I DON'T stand by the current president or administration at all, but that is no reason to take it out on the soldiers. Some of them were driven to the armed forces as their only option because of forces out of their control (lagging economy, little opportunity or education, etc.). Even the ones who do want to "kill, kill, kill;" they didn't make the authorizing decision to be over there in the first place. so until they do something stupid to actually upset me, I've got no beef with them.
In other news I'm going to see Sen. Barack Obama speak the day after tomorrow in Eugene!!!! I'm so excited! An historic moment, whoever turns out to be the Democratic nominee, whoever is elected president. Barack out with your caucus out, baby!
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