Changing the hi-definition of marriage

16 September 2011

Hello after a brief hiatus friends and lovers and loves and patron saints of porridge and knick knacks.

My eyes feel like a tiny person has been punching them with her or his tiny fists.

I went to Richmond, VA for work and used a lot of energy and stayed up too late and got stressed out. So now, I’m sitting in front of the television watching some woman from Florida sing Dusty Springfield’s “Son Of A Preacher Man” on a program I believe is televised karaoke and I am confused.

The woman just walked off the stage. GF said she is “too stiff.”

I just learned the show is called (I am not making this up) Karaoke Battle USA. So far no one is fighting, but I am hoping the battle begins soon.

Here comes a quote from judge Carnie Wilson: “I just love you and adore you with all my heart.” I have a friend in Utah who loves Carnie Wilson but I assume it is because she (my friend) has never heard Carnie Wilson speak in this manner.

Fortunately, GF could take no more of the show. We are now watching the conclusion of the third season of Fringe. In true fashion, GF has gasped at the show’s twists several times in a few moments.

Television. I think I would marry a television.

I thought I was going to have a lot more to say about marrying a television, but I don’t. I really should screen my thoughts.

How about a TV dinner and a movie good looking?

Well-read Lobster

10 September 2011

Good evening lovers and interlopers,

I am hungry for art.

In a fit of hunger, I recently purchased several books and compact discs:

Books

  • Nation of Rebels: Why Counterculture Became Consumer Culture by Joseph Heath and Andrew Potter
  • god is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything by Christopher Hitchens
  • Supergods: What Masked  Vigilantes, Miraculous Mutants, And a Sun God From Smallville Can Teach Us About Being Human by Grant Morrison
  • Improvise: Scene from The Inside Out by Mick Napier
Compact Discs
  • Scott by Scott Walker
  • Scott 2 by Scott Walker
  • Scott 3 by Scott Walker
  • Scott 4 by Scott Walker
  • Take Offs And Landings by Rilo Kiley
  • The Monitor by Titus Andronicus
I shall begin reading the books and listening to the cds (or possibly vice versa) and report back when ready.
In the meantime, hear and see the epic tale of two people starved for seafood.
GF and I wanted seafood a couple of weeks ago. We went to Baltimore to cure the craving, but came away having eaten no crab legs.
But, we still wanted crab legs.
One afternoon, after watching a commercial for Red Lobster’s Crab Fest, GF says, “I want a crab fest. I want a pound of crab. Bring it on.” I agreed.
Thus, we sought and found a Red Lobster in Alexandria, VA. Below is our journey in pictures.

GF waits for the Zipcar

I wait for the Zipcar

We made it! (Well, someone else made it, but we arrived.)

How do I feel about my dish?

This is how I feel.

Crab-ohydrates and more

Cancerian cadavers

Oh snap

Foot in mouth? Try a leg.

Church, umbrella and door

8 September 2011

Good evening lovers and loves and precipitous pals.

Earlier today I visited a Unitarian Universalist church for the first time.

I have not been in a church in a very long time.

The same feelings were there, but there was no edge of animosity or overpowering dis-ease.

The place felt downright peaceful. And it was enormous.

The sanctuary seemed incredibly natural and open and felt like a green house.

I later learned a student of Frank Lloyd Wright designed the church and the church even won an architecture award.

Later in the day, my shoes were soggy from the persistent downpour. I squished and squished up to the apartment. I couldn’t tell if my umbrella was weeping or had a slight hole in it. I kept getting wet on my face (especially my right eyebrow).

Here is a picture I enjoy from a house in Alexandria, VA:

A yellow door in front of me

After the storm (not Ororo)

28 August 2011

I went out to survey my neighborhood after last night. Here is my video analysis.

Amateur meteorologists

27 August 2011 (pt 2)

Hello again foul-weather friends.

GF and I made like meteorologists earlier today as we captured video  of Hurricane Irene’s effects outside our apartment in Arlington, VA. Below are parts one and two.