Monday, June 16, 2008

My new toy

I am literally in heaven.





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Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Aw, my sweet little sister singing

I used to sing duets with her when I was 16 and she was 8. She had some pipes back then. Still gots lots, I must say. What potential ... I'd love to get a hold of her upper register.

(Sorry you'll have to cut and paste the two lines together. It won't wrap, nor allow itself to be inserted as a link into a word ... worth a listen ... and just wait till I get a hold of her this summer!)

http://ksolo.myspace.com/ms/showSong.do?sid
=25614&rid=72507&uid=1469788

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Monday, May 19, 2008

Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road

Sadly, I can't take credit for this funny, I must credit a forward I received from my friend Lloyd. I post it here, instead of forwarding it willy nilly to friends. (Okay, maybe just one.)

BARACK OBAMA:
The chicken crossed the road because it was time for a CHANGE! The chicken wanted CHANGE!

JOHN MC CAIN:
My friends, that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.

HILLARY CLINTON:
When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure -- right from Day One! -- that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.......

GEORGE W. BUSH:
We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.

JERRY FALWELL:
Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the plain truth?' That's why they call it the 'other side.' Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media white washes with seemingly harmless phrases like 'the other side. That chicken should not be crossing the road. It's as plain and as simple as that.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY:
To die in the rain. Alone.

DR. PHIL:
The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on 'THIS' side of the road before it goes after the problem on the 'OTHER SIDE' of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his 'CURRENT' problems before adding 'NEW' problems.

OPRAH:
Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.

COLIN POWELL:
Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road...

ANDERSON COOPER - CNN:
We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.

JOHN KERRY:
Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.

NANCY GRACE:
That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.

PAT BUCHANAN:
To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.

MARTHA STEWART:
No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.

DR SEUSS:
Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.

GRANDPA:
In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.

BARBARA WALTERS:
Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.

ARISTOTLE:
It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

JOHN LENNON:
Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.

BILL GATES:
I have just released eChicken2007, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book. Internet Explorer is an integral part of the Chicken. This new platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^(C%.....reboot.

ALBERT EINSTEIN:
Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the
chicken?

BILL CLINTON:
I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is your definition of chicken?

AL GORE:
I invented the chicken!

COLONEL SANDERS:
Did I miss one?

DICK CHENEY:
Where's my gun?

AL SHARPTON:
Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.


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Monday, May 12, 2008

Dear Mister

You were right. How did you know?

I chose to be called fagot from 2nd grade on.
I chose to bawl myself to sleep at night in the 7th grade.
I chose to loathe myself until I was 27.
I chose to lose my parents when I was 31.
I chose to date 60 women, only for things not to work out.
I choose to live in fear for my life when I enter certain countries.

Bigotry is bigotry is bigotry. Even when it comes in kinda pretty packages.


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Monday, May 05, 2008

The Flowers. The FLOWERS!

Ok, so the flowers posted the other day were almost immediately after the photo snipped shorter and arranged prettier.


I'm about to replace them, but I wanted to remember how beautiful they were, so here they are posted again.

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Sunday, May 04, 2008

Today, I Recommit.

Today, I take control of my finances.
Today, I stop living in fear.
Today, I return to kind living.
Today, I start reading again.
Today, I recommit to excellence.

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Thursday, May 01, 2008

No Day Like Today

Just got back from a beautiful morning. Every day should be like today. Anette invited me for a little hike at Ft. Funston. Here are some photos of the day. And here I am starting it off with a little Kiss action, as ever.

What follow are generic beach/ocean photos. But really, is there such a thing? Unbelievably beautiful.

The beauty somewhat captured by the iPhone.

More. Love living in this city. Just getting to know it.

My favorite flower, bought in Noe Valley after lunch with Anette at Savor.

Hoping they'll pick up now that they're in water.

A beautiful start to a Thursday.



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Where I Teach

For my own record, more than anything else, I'm starting to post every day photos here. This is a photo of the front of the private school where I teach. Beautiful.

Here's a photo from the back of the school, overlooking the Bay, if you look closely you can see the GG in the distance to the left.

Here's the music room where I am on M and T.

Here's a look at the front entryway (there are, like, seven levels) - taken from the library.

Here's a view of the library, leading into the room where I teach on Fridays.

And here's a view of the library door leading to the room where I teach on Fridays. Much different from my public school upbringing. (If you turn right in this picture, you get a gorgeous view of the Bay, et al.)

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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

I Look Kinda Sexy....

....from far away.


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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

How to Spot a Gay Tourist

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Monday, April 21, 2008

Density

I just had the densest girl wait on me here at the pizza shop. The kind who stares emotionless at you awaiting your next cue. Me: "Honey, if you were taking this longer-than-necessary pause to translate what I'm saying into your mother tongue, I might sympathize. Even slow down and smile. But I hear no trace of anything more than west coast stupid coming out of your mouth, so get on with it.

Paris Hilton in "Stupid Spoiled Whore Video Playset" on South Park

I recall my own stupid transition from thinking these sorts of pauses and blank stares were somehow my fault. Like I was stupid, ugly, uncool, or perhaps missing some cosmic joke reserved for people smarter than I.

Alas, as I've learned this far in life: as with most things, it's not about me at all. That's why she's here working here at this pizza shop and I'm just dropping by.



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Sunday, April 20, 2008

Interesting

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