Brown Skin Lady.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
I'm always nodding my head when a beat comes on.
As most people with any sense of rhythm will do.
But sometimes my head nod is completely off sync with the other person's.
And I used to think, wow...how can someone have no idea where the beat is at?
But I came to a revelation.
I nod my head on the snare.
Other's tend to move their head to the kick pattern.
Which is why they appear to be off sync.
And they're probably thinking the same of me.
andycat stayed in the red at 5:53 PM
Monday, August 21, 2006
I'm streaky with the posts. Streaky like the dodgers win streak. Streaky not like a toilet the morning after an alcohol fueled binge.
Reason? Nothing "blog-worthy" (a term coined by none other than my mellow, Devonte.)
But as I sit here on my first day back at work listening to student health and wellness, all I think about is the relaxing, stress-free summer I've had.
And how much I love vacation.
And contrastly, how much I cannot stand people who say nonsense like..."I'm so happy I have to go back to work. If I was always on vacation, I wouldn't know what to do with my life."
Shut up, shut up now.
Vacation convinces me that I could spend the majority of time putzing around.
Putzing around might just be my calling.
But ANYWAY, the most absurd thing about my past Saturday Night bartending in Chinatown was not:
My five minute DJ set in the beginning of the night in front of three people. (Spinning Lyrics Born -- Callin Out/ Latyrx -- Lady don't tek no.)
The two girls approaching me at the bar asking me to mix them a drink.
(Two Sake Bombs.)
The subsequent Sake Bombing I took with above girls.
(Yes, girls. Plural. From this moment forward referred to as the COMBO.)
The momentary glee I had 5 minutes later.
(With the COMBO beginning the flirting process.)
Another Sake Bomb with the COMBO.
(acat Sake Bomb count: 2 COMBO Sake Bomb count: 3)
COMBO's request of "When are you on break? You should come dance with us!"
(Followed by, "my break is right about now.")
And then the sandwich freaking.
(With the COMBO as the bread and me as the PB & J).
Rather, the most absurd part of the night was, in fact, me getting in the Kitchen after the spot closed and proceeding to cook a 2:30 AM meal for all the DJ's/ Staff.
The lesson?
I make a delicious
59. House Special Fried Rice.
andycat stayed in the red at 1:48 PM
Thursday, August 17, 2006
So you want an update?
Everything I consume these days seems to settles in a most bloated fashion. A trip to the doctor is in order.
Or at least a phone call to my doctor.
Prognosis:
Hey Doc, I think the neptunes remixed my small intestine and pumped it full of bass!
*Chirp, Chirp*
Son, it's just an ulcer.
Ailments involving internal organs that strike me as more discomforting than a Peptic Ulcer:
Kidney Stone.
Ruptured Spleen.
Pierced Lung.
Kicked in the testicles after swimming off the Los Angeles County shoreline.
At least Greg Maddux has a 0.90 ERA in a dodger uniform.
andycat stayed in the red at 10:37 PM
Sunday, August 06, 2006
acat and i'm ready to work it out. giving thanks, love, and repect to the architects of my world:
To Uruguay, for winning the first world cup ever/ providing roman candles to vacationing americans on Christmas 2004.
To Southern California Pacific off-shore eddy system, for providing June Gloom in August.
To next week's five-day forecast, getting hotter than sacks of boom.
To downtown culver city, for providing free wifi access.
To Andre Ethier and Furcalcohol, for spraking the blue crew back into the pennant race.
To Asics Gel Kayano, necessary for all weather tracks.
To Larry Johnson's 1993 Converse basketball shoes, with REACT JUICE!
To Ax & Smash, because who don't like witnessing bizarro KISS?
To Trader Joe's Cherry Almond Clusters, because dried bing cherries in my cereal are saucy.
To Malik B., a welcome reunion of all sorts on the Root's, Game Theory.
To Aiden, the dude who all the heads knew at Rawkus in the late 90's.
And finally, to Max, Bret, Dave, Chad, Carlos, Connor, Jenn, la familia, Stacey, Ali, Trish, Rosalie, Veronica, and the person with the 415 number who sent me a text, for wishing me a happy entrance into my late twenties.
andycat stayed in the red at 4:49 PM
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