Cute and Not Cute 26 August 1998

Well that was unpleasant. For somebody with a bad attitude, a half-wit, and an itchy email trigger finger, I think way too much. Little email spat going on, me. Sending off messages that are the equivalent of "Oh yeah? So's your mom!" Then the words echo round and round in my brain for the next two days. "Oh gosh, I shouldn't have said that. My my, that was intemperate of me." Geez. Learn to shoot or go home, mister. I want to exchange this brain, it is borken.

So, damn, let's just jump right from one uncomfortable subject to another. I'm loving this today, oh yes. The mysterious package arrived yesterday. And what it turned out to be, was this video tape. And on this video tape was a short subject about a girl and her vibrator, and how they played together. I believe you can fill in any further details in your imagination.

Now I am not exactly sure how this came to be sent to me. I don't recognize the company name on the label, or the title on the tape. I certainly don't recognize the girl. But if I had to guess - and I don't, you know, I'm just doing it for completeness' sake - I'd guess that it must be some kind of premium from a web site that specializes in this kind of material. Or, in plain language, I probably was webbing drunk one night and signed up to some porn site that sent me this video as a thank-you gift. Like mints on your pillow at the hotel, you know.

I would really rather have consigned the tape and the site and that whole business to the Memory Hole. But no. This is what happens when I start blabbing about things here when I don't really know what they're all about yet. The worst part is, that site is probably still charging fees to my credit card and I have no idea where it is. Moral penalty fee, I guess.

Have you ever been in a meeting at work, where the topic is something that's close to you or what you're doing, and you're looking around at the other people there, and you realize, "Oh God, none of these people have the slightest interest in this, they all just want to leave." ??? Suddenly you are the office equivalent of the crazy guy on the bus who wants to explain to you how the goddamn government is screwing him out of his disability because he won't kiss up to that bitch at the Social Services department. Oh, it's a lot of fun.

Geez, let's see, did anything good happen today, Mr. Whiner? I slept late. That was naughty but it was pleasant. The sun was shining today, that was good. Actually it was a beautiful day altogether, weather is warming up for summer in September. People are getting ready to go to Burning Man around here. I'm a little curious, but I'm not going. It's not really my kind of scene, man. Uh, what else? A thing I had to do here that I that was going to be annoying & difficult turned out to be easy & fast. That was good. Donuts and raisins, they're good. Coffee was good but somehow I think I might have had a little too much. I was not run over by the bus, that's always nice.

Oh! Jet Li! On the cover of Giant Robot! He's so cute. Fist of Legend is playing tomorrow night at the 4 Star, I should go. I sure do miss the Thursday night Hong Kong series at the UC Theater in Berkeley, that was a fine tradition. Plus the little punkette ticket taker was cute like Jet Li. I don't know how well she fights, though.

Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.

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