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  • “On a bell curve, we’re all born with certain skills. Some people are better track runners than others, and on and on, and everyone knows this. But there are some people who are more psychic, more tuned in. If you’re too far above average, you can walk down the street, go into information overload, be empathic, be an empath, pick up all the feelings of all the people around you… and your life can be miserable.” Major Ed Dames

    In further conversation with an aforementioned beautiful women, regarding my previous theory she said (and I quote)

    “I just can’t understand why guys do some of the things they do – I mean, I just don’t get it”

    So I said, “It’s because they’re male, and you’re a gorgeous woman.”

    So, I came to the conclusion that there’s a pretty typical bell curve (which I am too lazy to illustrate or even steal somewhere off the web).

    Whereby – there is a chasm of understanding between what men will do for a gorgeous woman, and what a gorgeous woman understands a man will do for a beautiful woman (the bottom of either side of the bell curve).

    AND

    a very close margin of understanding of what men will do for a gorgeous woman, and what a gorgeous woman understands a man will do for a beautiful woman (the top of the bell curve).

    So:

    At the bottom of the bell curve, there’s probably the typical “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” understanding.

    At the middle of the bell curve – where most of us are, realize the differences and there’s a give and take between the sexes’ realities.

    At the top of the bell curve, are the people who know what they’ve got, know how to use it to their advantage, and could get the opposite of their sex to commit murder and make them think it was their idea.

    Totally non-scientific – but entertaining nontheless.


  • “It was fun to see old friends.” Corey Hartung

    Yes, I did make it down to the Houston area this last weekend.

    We ended up at the Dane Cook show, and it was fun. While I’m not a Dane Cook fan per se, it was a good enough reason to go down and it was a lot more fun seeing Monica after (15?) or so years. Her daughter is seventeen and a spitting image of what I imagine my own daughter being in just six short years…

    *sigh*

    Getting old is hell.

    On Sunday, I ended up touring one of the last places that I lived – and nearby – Montrose.

    I’ve spent plenty of time touring other parts of the city that I have previously lived, and at this point – my old neighborhood is holding out. It’s slowly getting older…..
    If I was going to move back, I’d have to say that I would be living in the Heights. All the Houstonians will hate me for this, but the neighborhood gentrification is a GOOD thing.

    It’s making the neighborhoods more desirable – not so much the townhomes themselves, but the surrounding neighborhoods aren’t so…..dangerous looking.

    The Rice mills on (Waugh?) and (Studemont?) are gone – replaced by a multiplex of townhomes/apartments. It looks like a pretty happening bar scene is popping up on Washington (now not so dangerous looking).
    One of the things I noticed this time was that every where I went, everyone was intent on not making conversation. Up here, everybody (for the most part) is friendly, and you can strike up a conversation really easily. Starting a conversation anywhere I went was like pulling teeth. Even for people whose job is customer service!

    On the plus side, I did find another leather jacket – less than 50 feet from where I bought my original one (back in ’91). I sold my last jacket (I think) when I had wrecked my Acura – sold the jacket and some cues for some cash.

    Finally found a jacket I liked.

    Go Me!

    My car does a wonderfully fast 104mph, and my new radar “locator” found a cop before he found me….. Life is Good.

    I wonder how many of us are stuck in destructive loop cycles and don’t realize it?


  • “I don’t have pet peeves, I have whole kennels of irritation” Whoopi Goldberg

    There are some things in life that make me feel great. Getting a good haircut is one of them.

    Finally got around to getting my hair cut and again, I feel like a million bucks.

    Mee-ee-lion!

    So part of getting older is getting wiser (in some cases). One of my pet peeves for the longest time was when people had tinted rear windows and wouldn’t wave when you let them into traffic. Time has finally given me divine perspective – it wouldn’t have mattered if their window was tinted or not……those people wouldn’t wave anyway.

    Elementary, I know – but sometimes reflection doesn’t yield to anything but time.

    Picked up an Adams pool cue the other day. Didn’t feel right not having a cue in the house. Odd. I know.

    The car is doing fine – I got a new intake and some security lugs for the rims. Still haven’t named it, but stupid names keep going through my mind anyway. It’s a lot of fun to drive (fast) and next on the list should be a radar detector.

    Just because….

    And also, I’m a naughty boy.


  • “I just didn’t want to make another movie about teenagers being stalked,” Wes Craven

    The reason that blogs are generally not interesting is the same reason that I’ve read that the majority of screenplays written by your average amateur writer are not readable – because everybody tends to “write what you know”. What the majority of people “know” is their own lives – and what they’re doing day to day (myself included). Some people (professional bloggers included) are (to me) exquisitely able to look outside of their own focus and write about other things. Speaking of which, Girlontop needs to bust out a screenplay one of these days – although I don’t have any suggestions.

    Creatively and artistically, I file somewhat lower than amateur – I’ve never followed through in writing anything significant, and while I am aiming to musically expand myself after years of just tooling around, I don’t foresee that the caliber of my compositions will change the world.

    I’m okay with that.

    So. On to the day to day –

    As a homeowner, some things give me perverse pride in doing. I busted ass on Friday and fixed a toilet, mowed the lawn, got my (car) windows tinted (more), and did four loads of laundry. In three hours….

    I spent most of Saturday in Waxahachie (TX) watching my daughter’s dance recitals. After I was there for six hours I had to bail. The battery on my mp3 player gave out, and I couldn’t take it any more.

    Two entertaining occasions when Rod and I went out recently –

    1) We sat down, and the first words out of our server’s mouth: “You look like Morgan Freeman….”

    2) We’re walking out of the restaurant:

    Me (talking to Rod): That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
    Server: That’s a song.
    Me: What?
    Server: That’s a song.
    Me: Really? I’ve never heard it…
    Server: It’s a country song – you’ve never heard it?
    Me: Nope
    Server: So you’re saying the saying that came from that song but you never heard it?
    Me: Uh……….no. I’ll have to Google it.


  • “He’s had success, and she’s making us feel like he was a broke hobo that played a guitar on the street.” Justin Jones

    Sorry – it’s been pretty quiet at Chez Dave.

    Been working with the beneficiaries to get some stuff wrapped up. I have an appointment with the accountant tomorrow.

    Went to see a friend of my brother’s band at Pearl. Hung out with Ross and just goofed off. Drinking Pearl Lite.

    ……Vine Swinging Hobos……

    Ross

    I’m eating possibly the worst chicken fajita nachos ever. I just can’t stop.


  • “Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.” Ludwig van Beethoven

    I find it intensely interesting that human-kind insists on doing things that nature has clearly designed for us not to do.

    Case in point: Jalapenos and Peppers

    Met my ex-father in law last night for dinner. He was late, so I ordered (and consumed) a plate of fried jalapenos. When he got there, we ordered a sampler platter that included habanero hot wings.

    Needless to say, an hour later, my stomach/intestines/et al were in subcutaneous flames.

    If I was thinking it hurt yesterday – WOW – today has sucked.

    Anyway.

    I went and bought a wedding gift for my father’s girlfriends granddaughter’s wedding. Confusing?

    Also needed to finally get a nice suit to appear fully respectable at the wedding. I walked into the suit place and told the guy, “Okay, this is my first suit, and I’m going to be going to a wedding. I want this suit to say, “I respect your union of holy matrimony while simultaneously saying that I want all the bridesmaids to want to have sex with me.” He was quickly stunned, looked away as though about to laugh, then said “Okay, gotta get it back together, time to be professional”. So we worked on it a bit, he went to help another customer, and Tam called. She wasn’t doing anything, so I asked her to come help me pick a suit. As I was wandering around, the salesman said, “Do you need some more help?”. I told him that my ex-wife was coming by to help me out – “but not with the sex part”. Again he was stunned and tried very hard not to laugh.

    When she came in and I had some final questions, and he met her and shook her hand. He said, “I’ll pray for you” to her. LOL!

    As we’re walking away to get the fittings etc, I asked her if she thought it was odd that he was going to pray for her. She said it was, but then I explained the situation and Tam thought it was hilarious.

    The new Green Day CD is great! It’s a freaking great follow up to American Idiot.

    *EDIT* Forgot – one of the accounts was distributed (the main one that I was worried about) so now I’ve got a lot….less…..to…..worry…..about.


  • “Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.” Victor Hugo

    I’m back.

    Luckily – I’ve worked so many hours this week……

    Anyway.

    A short timeline – I staggered awake yesterday, and set out in search of a breakfast place in Austin. I picked The Omelettry. I was not disappointed. It was pretty much the quirky like diner type of place (cash only) that I would expect to find in Austin. Excellent food. I had a Popeye’s Favorite (spinach and bacon) Omelette and a side of ginger pancakes. The pancakes were great – although ended up weighing like cement on my drive back to Corpus. Before the comedy show I did go to Antonio’s Mexican Restaurant. No great shakes – Migas con Fajitas was pretty good although the place was deserted.

    Back to Corpus I went. These road trips have really made me detest fast food. Really. Rather than leave and get home earlier, I stopped for a sit down at Jason’s Deli. Had a really good Chicken Panini – the bread was not greasy with butter as most panini sandwiches are. Protein in belly, drove back to the office. Got home at two am this morning.

    I just watched the Mitch Hedberg DVD, and while it was short, I did find the uncut version of his TV special really interesting. The set of material that he had prepared for the special itself – was pretty much bombing. It wasn’t until he pretty much said, “Well, that was it for the special, I’ll keep telling some more jokes for editing”. That’s when he really started to flow.

    Austin has got a lot of funny comedians (and comediennes) – the show was a lot of fun, my throat hurts from laughing – which is always a good sign.

    Time was well spent discovering things about Austin. I can’t wait to go back.


  • “I’m getting too old for this….” Danny Glover in every lethal weapon movie

    SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR! SNAFU! FUBAR!

    But really folks. It’s not just SNAFU. It’s not just FUBAR. I shall now dub this trip SNAFUBAR.

    SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!! SNAFUBAR!!!

    My happy little ass woke up this morning at 5am to begin the lengthy drive to Corpus Christi. Made it to Corpus around one. Left around three after convincing the helpdesk it wasn’t our problem. Found out about forty minutes later (after driving away) that I would need to go back because they’re complete idiots and couldn’t grab me before I left.

    So I’m in Houston. Sorry – I forgot the camera, it was either the camera or the coffee – and we all know which way that willow would bend.

    I’ll be here (briefly) tonight and tomorrow morning while I get some estate stuff done (briefly) then I drive back to Corpus. SNAFUBAR!!!!!

    Then, I’m feeling pretty tired as of RIGHT NOW, so I’m probably going to have a layover in Austin Saturday night. I can’t handle eleven more hours of driving in one day. This should give me a nice chance to hang out…..before driving back to Austin on Tuesday for GirlOnTop‘s FPIA show. Be there or be square people!!!

    SNNNNAAAAAFFFUUUUUUUBBBBBAAAARRRRR!!!!