Written on Sunday, the 17th of July, 2005 at 4:30 pm and was filed under:
Wallowing,
Music
Despite the bombastic nature of my blog, I’m a quiet, relaxed person. I’m actually shy, which I overcome by putting on my comedy face and promoting laughter. I can share words with a confident swagger, but sometimes when I am picking those words for just one person they become much harder to put in order. In a conversation I can just pick up on the tone and topic and run with it. What do you do when contacting a person with unknown expectations? Anyway, I’m doing my best to be relaxed about the whole thing. I hope she’s at least flattered. I’m going to go do something fun in a temperature controlled environment now so I can figure out if I am sweating because of the campfire I have going in my bedroom or if I’m just nervous. At least I get marshmallows. Delicious.
Of course, as I started to write this post a problem developed with Samba on my linux box so I was cut off from music just as I figured out which Mountain Goats song Dallas Orbiter played last night: Back in Black — the Palmcorder Yajna mix. Now there is a singalong song. Everything is fine again, but restarting cost me two hours of music logging that would have put the Mountain Goats up pretty high in my stats. Well, audioscrobbler got it.
No booze jokes today. Sorry it took so long to send that email yesterday.
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Written on Sunday, the 17th of July, 2005 at 4:32 am and was filed under:
Photography
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Written on Sunday, the 17th of July, 2005 at 4:30 am and was filed under:
Diversions,
Photography
This butterfly was in my mom’s garden. It wouldn’t hold still.
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Written on Sunday, the 17th of July, 2005 at 4:24 am and was filed under:
Food
Legenda del milagro — 100% de agave
Good tequila can be hard to find, especially on the cheap. Bad tequila is like paint thinner. This was pretty smooth in my margaritas.
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Written on Sunday, the 17th of July, 2005 at 4:19 am and was filed under:
Music
404′ed! The Soft Rocks
Awesome! Redstart
Rock! Dallas Orbiter
What a great night of rock. Stan was salivating over the Wrens concert, but I went to the Dallas Orbiter show, which was the second D O night in a row. All I said about the Friday show was that Orchestra Hall doesn’t have any bass, but that spacy feeling that was washing over me wasn’t just the Nut Brown Ale. Apparently the monitors were lacking and the plexiglass in front of Greg was keeping anyone from hearing him. That spacy feeling was the band all kind of doing their own thing simultaneously. Tonight was tight and loopy.
Here’s the set list:
Sweet Home Alabama (cover)
Sweet Home Alabama (cover)
Sweet Home Alabama (original)
Back in Black (cover)
et cetera
There was a Mountain Goats cover in there, a Wire cover, that other song that they do that I love that I can’t remember the name of (although it was very likely the first Sweet Home Alabama). When I left I was two CDs heavier. I had been so thoroughly rocked out that there was no rocking left in me.
Greg still hasn’t posted the pictures that I took at the Kitty Cat Klub. Everyone was raving, and I haven’t even gotten to see them.
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Written on Saturday, the 16th of July, 2005 at 10:04 pm and was filed under:
Diversions,
Food
What a strange day. My date from last night called to get a raincheck for today’s proposed date at the Walker — exactly when I had the cell phone in my hand with her number highlighted so I could call to cancel. She called me “James” by mistake.
As you are probably aware, my drunken ramblings from last night had unexpected results. I don’t know whether to be ecstatic or afraid of the upcoming restraining order.
I was juicing limes like crazy until I found out that margaritas should be made like this:
- 2 ounces tequila
- 1 1/3 ounce Cointreau
- 2/3 ounce lime juice
I substituted triple sec for cointreau, because that was what I saw in a another recipe. This is my new hot weather drink, hands down. Also face down, if I were to have a couple, because WOW. That’s a lotta hooch!
Wherever you are tonight I hope you have a wonderful night. I’m just this guy, and I will keep writing for your amusement. All of you.
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Written on Saturday, the 16th of July, 2005 at 8:00 pm and was filed under:
Diversions,
Me
I appear to be on page five of the results for “Jesse Mullan”. If you are going to index my web site infinite times each day, please put me back to number one.
ME ME ME ME.
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Written on Saturday, the 16th of July, 2005 at 5:25 pm and was filed under:
Diversions
Lest anyone get too big of a head about how pretty and smart they are, here are my top five heartbreaks:
- Here’s my new Seattle address.
- I didn’t know think you were like that.
- Did you think that I would never find out?
- I don’t know where you are either, is there a street sign near you?
- I think I’m a lesbian.
Some explanations, in order:
- She moved. You might have known her.
- I was 19 and had a two night stand that my then recent ex found out about it and decided not to suggest that we get back together. I didn’t know that I was like that either.
- When your best friend likes someone, don’t date that person on the sly. Your friendship will probably never recover. The relationship that you had on the sly will probably also fall apart. I didn’t know that I was like that either.
- Don’t drink to forget someone who is sitting across the table from you, and don’t call them for directions. I probably shouldn’t include this one because it was mostly stress-related, but whatever, it’s a funny story.
- This is actually an amalgam of two or three heartbreaks — maybe more. One of them wasn’t out when I was interested, but she was out when I googled her thirteen years later.
Now, honestly, give me like a couple of hours to get some nutritious alcohol into my system, then you’ll get a real response.
Honorable mentions:
- Jim Henson
- Phil Hartman
- Douglas Adams
- My favorite DJ
- My red car
Don’t ask me to list all the hearts that I have broken. I might as well stab myself in the nuts, thanks.
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Written on Saturday, the 16th of July, 2005 at 3:33 pm and was filed under:
Diversions
As long as I am rambling uncontrollably, this is the vague schedule for the upcoming weekends:
July 16th: Dallas Orbiter
July 23rd: Wedding (photographing and attending)
July 30th: open
August 6th: Paulapalooza (drinking)
August 13th: My 30th birthday (on the 14th) (drinking)
August 20th: NYC! (drinking)
August 27th: Rehab (drinking)
September 3rd: Labor Day (brats)
Awesome.
I’m trying to think of a good Grease joke, but you will just have to make your own, because when I think of Grease all I can picture is John Travolta’s creepy grin, and then Karate Kid was all burned and he was a hero, but he was just a greaser, and… wait a minute. I’m confused.
If you want to assemble the Grease joke that I had in mind, alcohol is Danny Zuko and I am Sandy Olsson. Your final product should include singing, or it doesn’t count. Go!
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Written on Saturday, the 16th of July, 2005 at 3:25 pm and was filed under:
Food
The avacados are ready. The tomatoes are ready. The onions are ready. The cilantro is ready. There will be guac, and it will be delicious.
I’m about to go get some tequila, triple sec, and a bag full of limes. Tonight is margarita night, MFs!
I will likely also pick up a can of NA margarita mix so Noah can join in the fun. I think that is technically just “Lime-Aid.”
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