Daily Archive for September 4th, 2003

Guess I’m fated to not spend anymore money

I was supposed to go shopping for something to wear to the LA Area Emmys (this Saturday night) with a friend after work today, but I did a typical-Joz thing… I left my wallet at home.

Instead, I ended up at Office #2, working until now (10:15pm). I came directly from Office #1 & since I didn’t have money for food, I haven’t eaten since my extraordinarily-healthy pizza & popcorn lunch at 1pm today.

So, I guess it’s a good thing I didn’t buy clothes today. If I keep up my wonderful nutrition habits, I wouldn’t be able to fit into anything new anyway.

Besides, I just spent $350 on my subscription to the LA Opera, not to mention another $200 for my subscription to GMCLA, and the upcoming $150 I will spend for my subscription to Vox Femina Los Angeles. I also spent almost $200 for tickets to Cirque du Soliel’s Varekai later this month. And I have not even blogged about the 80 hour Series2 TiVo I bought for Yoshi last week.

Oh, and that digital camera I so desperately want/need? Still shopping for it.

And I thought my credit card bills were high last month

(sigh)

I guess I don’t get NY humor…

Here is another chat between me and James, my Hot-Asian-Guy-Friend-Who-Hits-On-Me-Via-Drunk-IM™.

james: is it jus me..or is this story hilarious?
james: MOUNT HOPE, Ohio (AP) — It’s an annual prank in this tranquil Amish community, where men wear straw hats and women bonnets and plain dresses: Youngsters hide in cornfields and hurl tomatoes at passing cars.

This year, the mischief turned deadly.

A motorist who had been pelted several times on Labor Day got out of his car and fired three to five rounds into the 7-foot-high corn, killing 23-year-old Steven L. Keim
me: It’s just you
james: hahaha
james: i can just see these amish people having fun with their tomatoes…and this crazy maniac killin them
james: well…maybe not so funny after all
me: It would have been funny if someone hadn’t died
me: Maimed, maybe
me: But not died
james: yeah
james: maybe it’s nyc humor..but everyone here thinks it’s fuckin hilarious

UPDATE: Ok, so I guess this amish story is kind of funny, but not really since someone died. My-NY-Friend-Alan-Who-Sends-Me-Hot-Pictures-Of-Himself-When-He’s-Drunk-And-Smoking-Cigars™ is online via IM trying to explain why it’s funny…
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Guess who’s in Amarillo, Texas?

I’ll give you a hint, you hold him close to your heart, and his name rhymes with Peric… Got it yet? Yup, it’s Eric (the professor). So Lela and I have made it all the way here to fucking Texas. This morning (Wednesday), we left Holbrook, Arizona (east of Flagstaff. By the border.) We saw the painted desert and the petrified forest (which didn’t look that frightened…) and they were both beautiful. When I have DSL, and not dial up. I might consider sending some pics. There was a great moment today in the car where Lela and I made the same gay joke with out any prompt, at the same time it was funny. The punchline was “Honey, Chad and Jeremy are coming over.”

We drove through (yes in Texas) a town called Bushland. Yuck. We stopped at the world’s least-friendly, most-filthy gas station, even though for about 100 miles it was advertised on billboards as being the opposite. We ate fairly vegetarian, at this buffet here in Amarillo, cause that’s where we ended up. There was meat in everything, even when we went to the vegetable table there was meat on it. It was one of those buffets where even though you know you are a good eater and that you can eat your moneys worth, the locals have their plates stacked in the dozens, piled high with the bones and drippings of a thousand head of livestock. Some of these people were very American (large!)… now we are lounging in our hotel room at the “Fifth Seasons” where our room number is 187 (police code for murder.) I used the metal part of a pen cap (left my Swiss army knife at home) to make sure all of the screws in the dead bolt were in as far as they could go. I won’t even tell you what we had to do to get online. It was like an ‘I Love Lucy’ skit.

And yesterday (Tuesday) we left L.A. even though it seems like a month ago. There were many adventures that we had yesterday. I will tell them in a random order as we try and remember: there was a crazy house that was for sale on the side of the highway, it looked like the Swiss family Robinson tree house, made out of UFOs and odd lawn ornaments. Oh, when we were in Arizona we saw the signs for Winslow, and knew we needed to get off and drive down a street there and get a picture of both of us “standing in a corner in Winslow, Arizona.” We got the pictures but while taking the last one a little boy (12 years old?) yells out the window of his father pickup “wrong corner!” We thought that was hilarious. Ok, can’t think of anything else right now, but when we get our pictures together I am sure I will remember more. Just wanted to let you all know we got somewhere safe, even if it turned out to be here in Amarillo. Oh well. We will be in Wichita by tomorrow. Woo hoo! Any questions?

-professoreric

Note: This was written by professoreric on the night of Wednesday, 9/3/03 & posted by jozjozjoz the next morning. Lela is Eric’s friend who is driving out to Kansas with him. I feel like I’ve been replaced by a new carpool buddy. Sob! Take good care of The Professor, Lela!




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