Author: Moby

Movie Madness

I squeezed in a couple of flicks over the weekend. I went to see Narnia the other night. I never read the book as a kid as it had some religious overtones I didn’t care for. I would have skipped the movie all together but I heard a dirty rumor they took the religous references out. Apparently, that little re-write caused some scandals. Obviously, curiosity got the better of me. I was really pleased with the “converted” version of the movie. Not knowing what the exact religious overtones were, I found some striking metaphysical references in the movie. The whole “deep magic” storyline had me hooked. With the plot came some very good special effects. In my opinion, Tilda Swinton stole the movie in her role as the White Witch Jadis. Tilda has this graceful screen presence that makes her instantly likeable, even as a bad character.

And, I’m just back from watching the new King Kong and I was very impressed w/it as well. I highly recommend it if you were (are) a King Kong fan. I was more into Godzillas as a kid but like King Kong too. They did a great job of updating it w/special affects w/o sacrificing the plot. There were a few changes here and there but overall fantastic. I missed the snake scene from the original though. That was my favorite part in the original. However, they did replace it w/a really great T-Rex battle.

Two thumbs up for both movies!

On a side note, I got to see a new preview for X-men III. I almost shit my pants. It looks fan-fucking-tastic! Guess who comes back from the dead? hehehe

Finito!

(Yeah, I know it’s not really a word but I like it. )

Guess who aced his final today?!

I’m excited and tired all at the same time. Six months worth of hard work has finally paid off. I’m now over the first hurdle of my journey.

As soon as my certification comes back in the mail, I can start looking for part-time work to get my hours in.

Wahooo!

*I need a cocktail*

Only in SF II

I’m taking a break from studies. My hematomas’ are blending w/my hemothoraxes and we just can’t have that. I’d thought I’d share some funny tidbits encountered today.

Only in SF will you see:

… a gurl and girl exchanging makeup tips and discussing the cheapest places to buy MAC.

… a leather daddy, decked out in full leather, getting his nails done side by side w/Katy Sue, Surban Mom Extraordinaire AND they are having a conversation. (I couldn’t help but laugh.)

… a straight man giving a gay man tips on where to buy the best boots.

… a hardware store that sells lube.

… a guy wearing leather pants to the gym.

Not sure if that makes us a ‘gay mecca’ but it’s nice to know it exists.

I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help myself. I’ve noticed “Zig Zag” the new coffee/tea shop they put in place of Le BonGateaux isn’t doing so well. (Superstar, the video store next door bought it.) It’s been open almost 3 full weeks now and I’ve yet to see more than a few people inside at any given time. I know I shouldn’t make fun but I can’t help it. They took a wonderfully comfortable coffee shop and turned it into this empty (think “less is more”) cold space w/tacky colors and straight lines everywhere. What were they thinking? This isn’t Sunset Blvd, it’s the Castro. The only thing w/straight lines are the Dykes at Cliff’s Hardware!

Ok, enough venting. Back to my studies. I’m only up to H so far.

We Interupt This Blogcast…

Ughh! I am busier than a one-legged man at a butt-kicking contest this week. Finals, instructing, work, charities. . . where does it end! I’m WAY behind on responding to personal emails. (sorry folks)

Finals are Tuesday and I’ve yet to squeeze any decent study time in. I have all of Monday but was hoping not to spend the entire day studying. I could pass the test as-is but I’ve never been one to just get by. I take pride in my skills. Oh yeah!

Work is the same. Overworked and underpaid. I have a trainee who is taking all my effort, so no time to study at work either. And my house guest never materialized. Apparently, all is not lost in his relationship. (Thankfully!)

Lately, I’ve had a hankering for some home cooking. So I whipped up a big pot of beans and rice. I’m devouring the last of ’em as we speak. I love me some beans and rice!

I did manage to get a Raeki (spelling?) massage this week. If you’re not familiar, it deals w/pressure points and intense muscle relief. It can be a bit painful if you have a lot of stress built up. However, the after affects are well worth it. My body is still thanking me for it.

The social life is pretty much non-existent. It’s been over a month since I got laid. I know for some that’s no big deal but for me it is. If I go more than a week, I’m cranky Spanky. Once a slut always a slut I guess. . . (On a side note, I have a date for New Year’s Eve, IF he ever comes back from Canada. *hint hint*)

And speaking of bitchiness, I got another less-than-polite email this week about my blogging topics. The short answer: Fuck off! The long answer, read the title doofus. My blog is for me and about me…duh! If you don’t like it, (and here’s a clue, pay attention) DON’T READ IT! The audacity of people sometimes just cracks me up. And, of course, it’s always some anonymous fuck w/no life and nothing else to do but bitch.

(see, I told you I was cranky)

@#$! II

I’m not sure what key words I hit lately but I got a whopping 50 sp@m messages today in queue. All promptly deleted. That’s the most I’ve ever had in one day.

Ahh! The joys of WordPress.

Discursive Ramblings

That’s my new word for the day. . . evolve or get off the pot right?

Today started out a bit chaotic. A buddy from work called me needing a place to crash. He made a break from the live-in girlfriend (again). This time he seems more determined. As we speak, he is supposedly moving all his stuff out. Ugh! Straight people can be so mellow dramatic! I could insert an “I told you so” here however, I won’t. The short version is he rebounded from a bad marriage into his current relationship. And while I had my reservations, I really thought the old new girl was a good match. Maybe she is too much of a match and he his karma is coming back to haunt him. It probably isn’t my business to make such leaps of logic but, the parallels are stunning.

I got an email from my younger brother. (I still have a hard time getting used to him sending me email. Technology is such a foreign thing to my clan.) Apparently, things are going down hill faster than planned. Buddy’s soon-to-be ex wife had a mental break down last week. She is now on a 5150 hold at the local hospital I’m sure. Course, this just means more bad news for the kids. They are far too young to be deprived of their mother. (something I can speak on from experience) I’m hoping she snaps out of it. I don’t want them growing up the way I did.

On top of that, the land taxes are due by month end. No real crisis in itself. Since the land is still officially in Dad’s name, we are getting a big discount for the year. Next year, we have to convert the land into our respective names. This means higher taxes for moi as I am not married and nor am I a senior citizen. (In Texas, you get a discount on land tax once you reach 65.)

After the holidays, I’m gonna have to sit down and plan out some maintenance strategies w/Buddy. It is not fair to dump all the responsibility on him just because he is the only one still living on the land. But knowing the history of my siblings, I’ll probably end up footing a big chunk of the bill. I’m also gonna have to take some time out of my schedule to go down and help w/upkeep. Fifty acres of land is not easily maintained by one person. Hell, when I was growing up, my parents used us kids as free labor. Even then it was a struggle.

My schedule sign-up at work is finished. As expected, I went with a 4-10 shift w/the same days off just later hours. This will give my gym schedule a boost as I’m less likely to just roll-over, hit snooze 10 times and end up blowing it off. I also get to sign up for two three weeks of vacation this year!

Mad Skills!

I got to put my mad skills as an EMT into pratice today. A firefighter assigned to our comm center had a seizure and went down. First off, he is ok. . .transported and released already.

Apparently, this particular person is prone to seizures and has been off his meds lately. One of the dispatchers noticed he was missing and then saw his feet sticking out. The bridge officer (supervisor) yelled over for me to come assist. I was right in the middle of instructing a new trainee. Needless to say, I dropped her like a hot poker. lol I did my assessment, took vitals, did a physical exam, administered O2. All in less than 10 minutes. Not bad for a newbie. After it was all over the bridge officer commented on well I did. I really didn’t have to do much. He was already in the postical (after) stage of the seizure when we found him. He was stable and advancing A/O (alert and oriented). I mainly just administered oxygen, took his vitals, and monitored till the medic unit showed up. Still it was exhilirating! I’m so hooked. hehehe.

My instructor was working today. I called to give him the details. He was very pleased!

Yeah, score 1 for my mad skills!

Only in SF

Trying to put myself in a better mood, I thoughd I’d share a funny occurence overheard on the subway this morning between two trannys.

Tranny1: Rambling about men and a breakup

Tranny2: don’t you know it.

Tranny1: I need a man!

Tranny2: No gurl! What you NEED is therapy!

It was a sorta ‘had to be there’ moment however, it was pure comedy when the little ancient looking asian lady sitting next to them burst out laughing and added “Oh Girls, it’s the men that need therapy!”

I laughed all the way home.

A Sad Ending

A long friendship came to an end today. I blogged about it earlier and now it’s final. I knew it was coming however, I was hoping for the best.

I am sad it came to this. This person has been in/out of my life since I was just 21 years old. I’ve always tried to help him better himself. He doesn’t see it that way. He sees me now as arrogant, stuck-up, and pretentious. My perspective is I just grew up.

We’ve been down this road so many times I just don’t see the point of trying anymore. I don’t think a friendship should be forced. I don’t think it should be a constant struggle to be someone’s friend. I don’t care anymore if I’m right or wrong. I’m just sad. Sad that I lost a friend that I’ve considered a brother for a long time. Sad that he never saw it that way. And sad that there will be an empty place in my life where he used to be.