last night for A’s b-d @ yoshi’s w/ T

…as we sat in the club, listening to jazz musician christian mcbride creating “new jazz” by striking the backside of his bow against the wood of his string bass, i leaned over and asked them if this would be a good place to bring a date…

…he said, “not anyone i would want to go out with.”

…i looked around the small cozy room only to see a very different type of animal…

…i wondered why it was the female animals were the only ones who were bobbing their heads and shaking to the groovy sounds…

…in school i was always told to “check and re-check your work”…i was taught to go over my homework and tests before i turned them in, if time permitted…from simple everyday assignments, to final exams, through college entrance exams, i was repeatedly reminded to check my work for errors  and careless mistakes…for some reason, this lesson did not sink in

…what happened?…i never re-check my work…i never have…yes i’m a lazy bum…but why was it so important to me to be the first one to turn in my spelling test?…why did i not use the spare 45 minutes to re-check my answers on the SAT?…why do i not re-read any of my essays or answers that required any amount of writing?…i never even went over police reports i had written on misdemeanors and simple felonies?…i don’t even re-read what i have written in xanga…why did i not learn this lesson?…yes i know it is an important lesson…yes i know i could correct careless errors…yes i know…i know…i know

…there’s more to this than me just being lazy…i’m sure this must be attributed to some sort of deep psychological need to either be the 1st to turn their papers in or the need to be over and done with one thing and move on to the next unchecked assignment…

…i’ll just stop writing here because i have to go do something else

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…i had to vacuum the rugs today and clean the bathroom for 3 boys (one boy is me)

…well my wife didn’t leave leave…she just went to hawaii…luck-keeee

…watching “of mice and men” from john steinbeck’s novel of the 1930′s

…seems we all come across all different types of men and mice on this ride of “life” we are on…are there more men in this world?…or mice?…i wonder what kind of friends each personality type chooses to be with…do men usually choose mice to hang around with?…or do they choose “like” people?…likewise, do good-looking people choose friends who are also good-looking?…or do they choose people that will make them appear better looking, by having ugly friends?

…i wonder what can you tell about a person by who their friends are?…if all my friends are ugly, what does that say about me?…what if my friends were mice?

…i guess i don’t have to worry since i don’t have any friends…

…watching borat now…eye like

…in u.s.n.a. there are many not happy racism people who are like what you call beige trashes…high five

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Man Lived Normal Life Despite Tiny Brain

Filed Under: Science

French researchers report that a
44-year-old man with an unusually small brain managed to live an
entirely normal life despite a buildup of fluid in his skull.

…what?

……why?

2 nights ago…9:55pm

bang!…wow A, that sounds exactly like a gunshot…bang!…………bang!…………..bang!…………bang!…that definitely was gunshots, by the spacing between the shots, only someone pulling a trigger can reproduce that sequence…

(looking down from the balcony across the street)…one guy running…police car with lights and siren…group gathering…sirens…3 more police cars…4 guys running right past us away from the shooting…one guy in suit running after them yelling at them…get my phone for me J…(dialing 911…PUT ON HOLD)…3 more police cars…ambulance…firetruck…

1 month ago

there have been quite a few armed robberies in chinatown…

yesterday

i guess you have to be killed to make the paper…they had 2 murders that night but nothing about the shooting…64 murders so far in town…

…maybe a bit racist...maybe not very correct, politically…maybe not quite the nicest thing to say about a group i am a part of…but why is it that an extremely high percentage of older chinese people i get in the elevator with smell like…

1. moth balls
2. some strange common odor among many chinese people
3. mentholatum…mentholatium…mentho-la-tum….(well i have no clue how to spell it)..that green stinky creamy junk
4. boc-fa-yow…(white flower oil)

my dad is starting to smell like #2 also…i don’t remember him smelling like anything…well i guess i never really smelled him…what is that?…at a certain age chinese people start smelling like some stinky thing?…

…maybe i smell like some stanky thang and just don’t realize it?

why is it that sometimes we cannot smell our own stinkiness?…when my feet smell really juicy, why do others have to tell me they are juicy?…do we have some kind of built in self odor blocking mechanism?…do our own poopies smell more  or less exciting than other’s …does cameron diaz or kate beckinsale have smelly poops?…do they even have to go to the bathroom?…

…so the longstanding joke among the fatitude’s is when we see someone who remotely looks like a famous “tabloid” person, we create a big deal in public…including the pointing…picture taking (ohhhs and ahhhs)…papparqazzi-like behavior…saying things like…”i swear it is so and so…look…look….hurry, take a picture with deniro….ali…cher…madonna or whoever…hurry hurry”

…we have seen the likes of at least 10 famous peoples on each and every trip to the store…

…SO, today while we were driving through hollywood and north LA, this silver VW pulls in front of me in moderate traffic and slows to 60 mph…i was driving about 68 mph so i became a bit irritated when i noticed there was nobody in front of the VW…as this was happening, my SO says to me and the kids…”hey there’s britney spears”…as usual we all ignored this fake star sighting and continued being mad at the VW…dot dot dot

…needless to say…yes it was her (in valencia)…in a top-down black mercedes…being followed by 3-4 cars…one being a VW photographer driver…

…i just wonder how she got all that hair today

…kids are not supposed to grow up…stop…stop that…now!

…what a life

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…not once in my life did ever think there would be a day where;

      -1 of my kids is in north america…1 is in china…1 is in europe…and 1 is in africa

…today is that day i guess

…(shoot…how can that be when i only have 3 kids?…at least 3 i know of…har)

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…man there is so much junk on TV these days…but in all the trash out there, there is still one gem…one show that creates wrinkles in the gray matter…

     “you have to know me…to know me” – saphryri (flavor of love’s charm school)