Archive for June, 2005

good thing i kept my mouth shut.

i pass this wonderful billboard twice a day, to and fro work. i kinda like it, but i’m not sure if i’m supposed to or not. i would take much greater satisfaction in knowing if the irony was actually intended. this is one that my sister and i could agree on liking, and thats scary in itself.

we almost dont agree on anything since my families recent trasnformation from normal, loveable people… to bible-toting, right wing enthusiasts. i had to suffer through the O’Reilly factor recently, and later got to hear about how cool Ann Coulter is. while listening to these words come out of my loved ones mouths, i wondered when i missed out on the free pony rides to deep space.

the night stated, i was hanging out with the sister and bro-in-law for good reason. he plays in an indoor soccer league and had a game that night, so we went to watch. good fun, he demolished the other team by himself and all was well in the world. almost. venturing out into the wild i’m fine with, meeting new people i’m sometimes sketchy on. meeting new people who all seem to share the same belief system, financial status, and frighteningly chipper outlook on life. i have nothing to say to these cardboard cut-outs, we have nothing in common, so making me meet all of them seems like a pointless waste designed only to embarass me.

there was one kinda cute, single one, but thats just too big a hurdle to jump. plus later on, i found out that she’s been having a rough time. evidently, her husband cheated on her and then kicked her out of their house. then, she finds out she has cervical cancer. then, she loses her job. it took all the restraint in the world to not say something like:

“guess god just doesnt like her, eh?”

but at least he loves her that much. oh, and he also caught a fish THAT big.

batten down ye snatches!

so did i buy a camera?

well duh. it was a pointless excercise based in gluttony/vanity, so you know i had to. now the only problem is wanting to take pictures of everything. i do mean everything. thats the funny thing about digital cameras, within 24 hours, you (no matter how innocent and virginal you are, like me) have those “well maybe i should snap some pics of my genitals” thoughts.

dont lie. i know you had those thoughts.

ok, so maybe i had those thoughts too. and maybe i snapped one or two pictures of my penis that i promptly deleted. whats funny is, even though i deleted them, im scared to death that someone (like my sister) is going to rummage through the card’s files, and find those pictures. i was sweating up a storm when said sister wanted to ‘have a look at the pics’ i took. i had to stand right behond and glare over her shoulder during.

what? why did i delete them? you wanted to see them? too bad, so sad. see, it wasnt that i was unimpressed with my penis, i love my penis. it was that i was unhappy with the presentation. within seconds of taking those pics, i decided that it would only truly be interesting if the pictures were jazzed up a little.

and i dont mean a picture of my glorious wang with jazz hands beside. smartass.

i mean something flashy. something with panache! essentially, my penis is just a penis. like any other penis, but better because it is mine. but see, without my face and everything accompanying the penis, you might not know its me. i mean, if i could get my penis and face in the same picture, fuck you guys, i wouldnt have time to care about anything else.

so i started having thoughts. how do i make it more interesting? then i had the thought:

paper doll clothes.

i know. its scary. but at the time, hee-larious. and now that i think about it, penis in one hand, camera in the other while giggling about paper doll clothes gets a nod for the most fucked up situation this week. i was thinking i could get a tuxedo, with a top hat. then before i knew it i was in pirate waters. thats right. i wanted to go out and buy paper doll pirate outfits. i was thinking i could draw the eyepatch with a sharpie, when the pirate slang echoed clear as day…