Monday, March 22, 2010

bg/ish: Friday Night (or, the Epitome of Laziness)

Rather than take any time to actually write a new post, I resorted to pressing "Record" on my webcam at random on Friday night. I was trying to play FIFA, my buddy George was ranting on and on about GTA and downloadable content. Kiel was sitting in the shadows laughing at random intervals. Chewie was nonplussed. I guess what I like about it is, George doesn't know he's being recorded. He just fucking goes off like this all the time...

Friday, March 19, 2010

bg/ish: Where Will We Be?

Leave the sun behind me
And watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by
And I'm in perpetual motion
And the world below doesn't matter much to me

This time tomorrow, where will we be?

I know one thing. I won't be at work. That's all that matters to me.

Beautiful San Francisco days have returned. Warm nights. Hold please. Need to hit "Replay". The Kinks will get me through.

This is the weather for mashing. For laying in the park with someone loved. Or someone new. Or someone interesting. Cold beer. A cigarette.

This time tomorrow.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

chair: bluebird

one of my fav poems from the perpetually drunk (and equally brilliant) charles bukowski.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
in there.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
you want to blow my book sales in

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
and we sleep together like
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do

Monday, March 15, 2010

i'm so tired of feeling bad about everything.
there's no room left to feel good.
almost a cheap bottle of sirah (first time i've seen it spelled with an "i") in and i still feel like shit.

i don't like people.
i'm alright when i'm by myself.

i just need.. a little.

Tuesday, March 09, 2010


i got nothin'. not a youtube clip. not a sound byte. not a picture. not a link. not even a nice little anecdote. nothing. i feel really obligated to say something, though, not because i have something interesting to say, but to let the accounting department at The Pub know that i'm alive and not to cancel my 401K.

i hope everyone is doing well. i'm content. that's an efficient way of saying 'happy but bored'. what's that they say? "no news is good news."

be well.


Thursday, March 04, 2010

bg/ish: The Cool Stays Cool...

I'm fairly certain that Jason Alexander wishes this could be purged from history. Alas, thanks to youtube, it shall remain! I think my favorite part of this ridiculous commercial is at the 0:36 mark where he fails to conceal his natural "George" accent. "Put it togetha". I half expected him to call it the "best tasting lettuce and tomato hamburgah" at the end of the commercial...

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

bg/ish: World Cup Fever - Gol! Gol! Gol!

I'm getting World Cup fever. Literally counting down the days... So, I'll be posting some moments of World Cup brilliance here, trying to pass it on...

Let's start with Argentina in 2006. Maybe the best "team goal" in World Cup history. 24 passes, a cheeky back heel, and a splendid strike by Cambiasso. Enjoy.

bg/ish: Afghanistan

A truly amazing photo set from from their ongoing monthly series from the War in Afghanistan. Highly recommended.

bg/ish: A Century For 20th Century Man

So, I've been obsessed with tumblr lately. Eventually I'd like to move the pub there. At any rate, I just hit 100 posts on my new tumblr, 20th Century Man. So, now that there's some content to page through, check it out. Follow it. Love it. Or, whatever...