internet mayhem and kitchen magic

this was a fairly non-productive day!

was up late last night working on ron’s computer, so i slept in until almost 8.

ran around to get chairs and a table for lulu’s (not-so) sweet sixteen, hung a painting at the dollhouse and paid a visit to the tailor to get my jacket personalized to my torso; gotta look cool at the mansion, you know?

also moved the heaviest tv in the world: some kind of sony high definition trinitron. which must mean “heavy as a 428 short block” in japanese.

spent most of the afternoon on the phone with aol tech support.

disclaimer: i am not an a-o-hell subscriber!

i’m trying to wean ron off of it; not an easy job!

we get dsl from telco. so, we don’t have to use aol (and i do not).

so, i have not had and problems.

in fact: i’ve been flying through cyberspace while ron has been trying to just pick up his mail.

isn’t aol’s slogan something like: the internet made easy?

who the hell says?

aol reminds me of the democratic party: tell the lie enough and eventually people believe it!

it also reminds me of the republican party: no balls and not willing to follow-through with something that people really want.

i’m not falling for it!

i can’t even tell what i’m supposed to do when i’m on ron’s aol browser; the damn thing has more buttons than nasa’s mission control!

not that i can figure out what i’m supposed to do on ie; that browser is enough to make me want to leave the internet.

i think i’ve been using firefox for about 4 years now and haven’t looked back!

talk about simple: back button; forward button; recycle; stop; home; address bar!

before i got on the phone with the tech, ron told felicia that i was making fun of aol and was promoting firefox.

she told him firefox is old news.

i think what she meant was: firefox being better than aol is old news!

news flash!

just got a party report from the dollhouse: $500 in sushi and another $200 in other party fare have been consumed (along with other substances, i’m sure) and the cops have not yet been called.

the night is still early and "the mutant" and "forehead", two of lulu's friends, are still on the grounds!

following the report: i heard ron bragging on me to susie; i made a little magic in the kitchen tonight by using chicken breasts, pasta, provolone, a few things that i could find in the pantry and my imagination.

some of my favorite meals have been things i’ve just slammed together from nothing.

i remember making eggs the morning after a david bowie concert at a campground in massachusetts surrounded by a mostly geriatric group of campers who came to relax in the mineral baths.

i thought we had everything we were going to need for a groovy camp breakfast: eggs; potatoes baked in the campfire from the night before, ready to become homefries; butter; onions.

everything we needed!

everything but salt and pepper!

now, i’m not a slave to the saltshaker, but potatoes and eggs need a little dash. just a dash, mind you.

but, pepper is a must! fresh ground, preferably.

i looked and looked and couldn’t come up with anything to season meal.

all i could find was a few crumbs of cool ranch doritos left in the bottom of the bag.

hey, wait a minute!

salt?

seasonings?

why not?

i crumbled up what was left of the corn chips in the bottom of the bag, sautéed the potatoes in butter with the chip crumbs until the potatoes were ready the scrambled-in the eggs!

i know i am not the only person who remembers that as the best camp breakfast ever.

rabbit manor invitation

click on this image to read the invitation.

oh, and to see the bunnies a little better.

friends, a good ol' murder and teabagging it in the land of teabags

this is the 3^rd of 3 miserable days in a row.

on saturday we rearranged the garage at the beach house and built a compound for the shitsus at the dollhouse.

spent most of sunday in bed with one of my headaches.

spent this morning recovering from the previous day’s headache, took lulu to the doctor, supervised the electrician back at the dollhouse, then went shopping for lulu’s sweet sixteen birthday party, which is tomorrow.

i know today doesn’t sound like much. but, i worked through most of it with half of my brain tied behind my back and the other half trying to catch up with the tied-off part.

i also didn’t get to eat dinner until 11pm.

so much for me doing a little writing every night to get back into the habit of writing on a regular basis.

i thought this was supposed to start getting easier after we wrapped up the painting?

well, it has been an interesting week, nonetheless:

i got an email from my first “real” girlfriend: gwen. what a trip! it’s been well over 30 years since i’ve seen her. sounds like she’s had a pretty tough time off and on. it appears that she in a good and stable relationship. i’m happy for her.

got a call from alan yesterday! it’s always good to talk to big al! my sense of humor has always been important to me. and alan’s sense of humor was important in shaping mine. i hope it works out that ron and i can meet up with him and ricky when we’re in socal the week after next (have alan and ricky really been married 30 years?).

oh, did i forget about going down to socal?

ron and i are going down to beverly hills to spend an evening at the playboy mansion for the playboy concours d’eligance!

“oh, oh, oh rabbit manor. up in rabbit manor!”

i guess it’s just another symbol of how my life is changing.

so, while we’re down there, we’re supposed to go sailing out of newport. that will be my opportunity to hook up with alan.

on the way down: we’re going to stop off at david heavener’s movie ranch. ron tells me that they’re shooting that day and i’ll have a quick part in a horror moving they’re shooting. maybe i’ll get to be murdered. how cool with that be? we’ll have to see if that pans out since we’re going to be on the run from the moment we leave the peninsula till we return.

i will, however, get a chance to talk to david about my screenplay.

the latest edition of octane magazine arrived today.

there is a picture from the latest goodwood of the redhead, the blue flame, al teague’s streamliner, flatfire and one of the nebulous cars. it’s always nice to see the redhead in a magazine. especially when it’s a teabag rag from a teabag event in the land of teabags.

the fog was the thickest tonight that i have ever seen! far too dangerous for mutant 17-year-olds to be driving in.

i think it’s been over a week since the sun has appeared in pebble beach!

my tan is gone!