The faster you go, the worse it hurts when you stop, I guess
I woke up tied to a gurney with lots of people rushing around me yet again. I am maybe half lucid and mostly trying to figure out where am I. There is someone dressed in blue trying to push a business card into my restrained hand while talking to me. I don’t think he understands the concept of semi-concuos yet. →
Now I remember why I do it.
I looked out of the front door and watched the sunset. The fading reds and golds meant several things for me. Firstly the air quality left a little to be desired, but it also meant several very good things. It had been 97 degrees outside and 100 percent humidity for most of the day. The kind of weather were if →
That’s what I get for opening my mouth in the bar.
Last night while sitting outside of a bar, I responded to a friend of mine complaining. He was fussing about the fact cars blow at him and that people give him the finger a lot time when he is riding his bicycle. I pointed out the fact I almost never get horns honked at me or anything else. I also →
There have been more ball jokes this week.
I flew to Sacramento for a doctor’s appointment this week. Normally I would have stayed with my family down in the Napa valley region, but instead I was hosted by a guy in an area that is apparently locally known as,“ lavender heights.” So on the walk to his place from where we met up it went, “There is a →
Imagine, trying to calm down a lady whose flight left in 20 minutes, and only had a 35 minute lay-over in the next city.
While boarding for my flight out, I remember recently staying that the Birmingham airport is a very well laid out airport compared to several others in the country. The staff on the other hand is border lining retarded. I try to give them reasonable benefit of the doubt. Mostly because I actually went to high school with a lot of →
I was asked the best thing today.
I gave someone the quick rundown of why they would not like to live the way I did, or probably not with me for all that matter. The time spent sleeping in tents in towns I couldn't name, living in self storage units for cheap rent, and the such. Then she asked me, if given the choice would →
Something about having a legend.
Currently I have been visiting Birmingham, Alabama. And it has been very hard to keep a consistent internet connection. I think the first time I had a real internet connection, I spent most of that time updating Stupidhurts and prepping it for some major changes. I really haven’t had a lot of time to just sit in from of my →
Normal is relative.
I know that every time I go somewhere and they do not card me for something, it still kinda aggravates me. But I also have to admit it is a very strange feeling when someone ask me how my day at school went, from their front yard. As I walk down the street. Of course it is an even stranger feeling →
Remember, no onions or anchovies.
From mighty civilizations, to late night pizza runs. Poor communication can ruin anything. Saturday morning I was working on the security staff at a bondage convention that was planned for the entire weekend. We had about eighty percent give or take of the conference space booked. Being a mostly adult oriented convention, it really didn't start all that early in the →
This Thread Will Be Monitored For Quality Control.
Since my insurance was terminated earlier this month. I decided that I would make a day of sitting on hold. Near the end of my run I decided that I had not taken nearly enough verbal abuse. So I called the Social Security office to get a status report on my application. The last time I called in. My application was →
I like the kinda bars you leave your clothes outside when you get home. Classy!
This weekend was spent at a Science Fiction convention in Birmingham. I went for several reasons. One was for general con weirdness. The other reason was to see my mom whom I haven't seen in a bit. She actually helped organize the convention. Yes my mom is a bigger nerd than I am, but she has been at this for a →
And my barber thinks I am weird.
I caught the bus from Atlanta, Georgia home to Birmingham, Alabama. I would have paid extra to take the train had I realized how long I would be in Alabama just so I could take my bicycle with me. But then I would have missed all the excitement you find from the locals when you ride the cheap buses. Like →
Sould have known I wouldn’t feel clean long.
You ever write something as a quick update for face book, and it ends up becoming an entire blog post? While riding home from the warehouse grocery store we had just visited, I asked about the plans on taking care of everything that needed to be frozen. She told me we had a deep freezer in the basement. Truthfully I had →
But, at least I feel pretty.
11 days is way too long with out an update. I spent the past week in a hospital with no internet and since i got home I have worked decently hard to write about my past two weeks. It is been a bit odd.
I like backyards
I keep finding pictures I took, and meant to add to the site. Here are two I took recently. one of Patricia's back yard. And one of my Grand mother's back yard.
Try the smokey joes lapsong.
I have been slow updating Stupidhurts.org the past few days. Mostly because I have been in bed suffering after several seizures. I haven't been out of the house any since last weekend because I have stuck in bed more than half of the week. The other half of the week I spent editing pictures from my last photo-shoot. One hundred and →
I am sure I took my meds this morning…..I think.
This chair is not where I passed out, and my t-shirt is covered in drool. That's never good. The last thing I remember saying was, "I am about to have a seizure." Then walking into my room, it promptly went dark after that. Looking at the clock, I think I lost about forty-minutes, and somehow woke up back in my office. →
It is even worse when you hear it coming.
So it sounds like my Macbook is on the verge of hard drive failure. There is a miserable tick coming from under my right hand every few seconds. The location of the Macbook hard drive. Life is nothing but interesting.
Reading comics on Friday night isn’t so bad.
It's Saturday you have to be careful of. A conversation came up with a house-mate earlier this week. According to her, it seems like I never go or do anything. I wanted to her that I do lots of things. I just chose not to tell her about any of it. There is no reason to tell her that I read →
Don’t poke that.
I have several rug burns from last weekends activities. One of the worse burns being on top of my left foot from a wrestling party. The largest burn being on my left butt cheek from something else. While I was standing up checking the burn on my left butt cheek, my boss walked by and noticed it. The first thing she →
Carrier evolution
An article from San Francisco Magazine I really wanted to share. Carrier evolution Thanks to some funky local designers, messenger bags have become fine art. By Lauren Basham and Scott Hocker, Photograph by Shaun Roberts The Pony Express made utility bags a must-have, but they’ve come a long way since their days on horseback. You might remember the Manhattan Portage →
Bus trips and lost contacts.
In Atlanta, wednesday night my boss told me that I pretty much had nothing to do for the week. I saw this as my big chance to get home to Birmingham. I was on a bus home the next morning. No real warning to anyone, except for a few phone calls,“Hey I am on the bus headed home.” Really since →
Having to get people to fill out a form now.
I am still getting used to the fact I am back in Atlanta, and that I am actually a photographer. I am getting there. The last photo shoot I did, the chick turned out to be a stripper as a day job. So I was payed in entirely five dollar bills, but at least I got →
My Guilty Pleasure.
I went to a fetish meeting, a poly-amoury meeting, and had dinner with a cross dresser and her girl friend after breaking my glasses. You would think that blog post would write itself. I keep forgetting how small of a world it really is sometimes. I have been in Atlanta for about a week at this point, and I spent sunday →
