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welcome to ms bees knees honey hive |
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Ahh Oakland. The day after I moved there (ten years ago on Monday, by golly!) I watched a guy walk down the block to the gas station all the while casually eating a bowl of cereal. The other one I remember most is the guy with the huge tricycle and giant car-battery-operated boombox attached the a sidecar, the operator always decked in a fedora. Athens Avenue, baby! xo |
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I meant, uhh, attached TO the sidecar, of course. How I hate the empty promise of technology. |
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a used, filled condom hanging on Tim Horton's door at 2 a.m. |
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Reality check! Four days ago. Unsettling: The corpses of three naked Somalian teenage boys lying atop each other in a ditch along the side of a road. Quite unusual: Two dead insurgent somalian soldiers beside the young boys; strangled by my hands, in revenge. Tears drench my cheeks when I think about the boys. And the soldiers? Death becomes them. |
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andrzej: ah MEMORIES of the little house in the 'hood. those, my friend, were some heady days.. SIGH! lorraine: EW!!!! who is tom horton??? and did YOU put the used condom there? Hmmm??? hahaha!! just kidding. ocean: UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE... i always forget that we are literally WORLDS apart. you in africa, the motherland and me in the bay area, land of our childhoods. my heart goes out to you, what truly awful sights to witness. xo |
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You don't Know Tim Horton? He makes great coffee ;) |
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Homeless Marilyn sitting at her usual spon on the sidewalk, leaning against The Tastee Bakery of Washington Avenue peeing herself and hysterically laughing. The closing of Macy's, a block from my house. Where will I go for the White Sales? |
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My hairy, luminous ass in the bathroom mirror. A very tall, prison-camp skinny man on the subway wearing only shorts. He had, "Just Try And Stop Me." Written on his torso in red ink. By the way - Alexis is over stimulated, he needs your help. |
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lorraine: i'm still drawing a blank on this horton fellow. perhaps i should just go ahead and google him but i'm just way to lazy to do it now. alexis: homeless marilyn sounds like she may be related to me. was she ever a prostitute in the slums of miami? wait... does miami even have slums? mikevil: you sexy little danish saucepot!!! how have you been??? |
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Miami IS a slum. Miami Beach is heaven. |
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You know I noticed that when one is stuck between the Bee's Knees, one stays stuck. Should I open your space, I will be stuck t'ween the Knees until I've been there at least 2 minutes. If I try to leave, nothing works, then suddenly all my photos popup and then I'm allowed to shut you down. You are the masterful in between Knees squeeezer. |
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alexis: HAHAH...of course, i really should have known that, shouldn't i? lorraine: you are CLEARLY losing your mind. and i must say, i'm enjoying every minute of it. now back to this tom horton character...hahah. |
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"Tim" say it after me: "Tim" OUch...don't squeeze so hard! NOT ;) |
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If you did not spend so much time (live) in DA GHETTO you wouldn't see such horrible things. (writes from Park Avenue Penthouse view) |
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lorraine: boy trying to get a straight answer out of you is like pulling teeth!! :) so i finally googled "tim horton" and its a chain coffee and donut shop! we don't have them on the west coast, no wonder i was drawing a blank. : / thephoenixnyc: you got a point there babydoll. did you say park avenue penthouse?? WTF? when can i come over for a visit? hmm??? ;) |
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quite unusual: this afternoon I had a gaggle of quail run infront of my van (yes, i drive a mini van - shutup) then they hopped up and over a wall and were gone. Quail are funny lookin' up close. grossly unsettling: also today i saw a grandfatherly, not homeless looking at all, little old man standing on a corner with his walker begging for money to help pay his rent and buy groceries. |
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I saw two grossly unsettling things and they were both today. In fact they were so awful, I think I have gone blind. They were both unbelievable fashion disasters. Case #1 - A guy in his mid 30's in the coffeeshop this morning. He was wearing a long-sleeved blue velour shirt with a shiny orange short-sleeved nike shirt over it. Case #2 - Same coffeeshop. Woman in her mid 20's. She was wearing black nike flip-flops with short black ankle socks and some sort of black pants/leggings that only came to her knees - so her pasty white calves were beaming at all of us. Not only was it awful, it's still the middle of winter here. |
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bugg: ooooh!! wow the grandpa story totally broke my heart..:( wendy: sounds like i may have to molotov cocktail that cafe the next time i'm in town... just let me know when you WON'T be having coffee in there. cool? |
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Every time I see bush on tv I want to stick my foot through it. Rationally unsettling. kb |
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knottyboy: dubya is the definition of "unsettling" ... seriously, why is he not dead yet??? grrrr |
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Two things eh? #1-A walmart employee who obviosly loved her job and genuionly wanted to help us (some friends and I) as much as she could. She even told us her name. #2-My friend going so far as to ask her age and almost for a phone number or email address just because of how nice she was...for me it's just normal if you know my friend, but in general that is damn wierd. PS-she told us her age! |
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How about the 2-metre high statute of Jesus Christ molded from 82 kilograms of bittersweet chocolate? It'd been intended for exhibit in a Manhattan hotel until the Catholic League angrily and effectively protested. "A sickening display" they cried, "blasphemous". What's unsettling is the vigour with which these alarmists lamblasted the artist, going as far as appearing on Anderson Cooper and calling the sculpture "hate speech". I mean, it's not cocaine or feces. It's CHOCOLATE. |
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chris: her name? but wait, don't the employees all wear name tags? and so was your friend hitting on her by asking the employee for her number, assuming your friend was a he? now i have more questions than answers chris!!! :) tankmontreal: ooh boy... where to begin. our fundamentalists always take this shit too far. apparently the catholics were outraged that the anatomically correct "my sweet jesus" chocolate sculpture did not have a loin cloth covering his sweet bits. haha! *rolls eyes* ... lame. |
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Karl Rove dancing to hip hop... or was that just a really bad dream? |
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diane mandy: uhm? if that wasn't a dream i need a link please, like asap! |
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Okay. I'll give this one a shot, too. Most unusual: A dent in one of my parts at work that looked suspiciously like a penis head. Turned out it was the tip from my air nozzle. It fell out onto the mold and formed right into the part. Pfft. Most unsettling: The scene from The Last King Of Scotland where the security guy hangs the good doctor by his skin. Eyuch. |
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the whore that lives in the flats caty corner to us coming out and getting into her car dressed in a little bitty black dress, white see through knee high stockings and white hooker heels... as well as shakhira (sp?) hair... she's not cute enough to sport an outfit like this.... what's the old saying "rode hard and put up wet"... yeah, that's what she looks like. |
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hey there...new to your blog and just wanted to say hi. I'm enjoying reading thru. stop by sometime |
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