Monthly Archives: June 2006

Enter Soapbox

YouMustSeeThisMovie.
Here’s my thoughts on it. I’m an environmentalist. I don’t hug trees. I hate bugs. I don’t know the words to Kumbaya (okay, I do, but fuck it). But it’s my world, and I see what’s happening to it, and I wish it’d change. You have the power. This movie will move you. See it. [...]

Stopped the Bleeding!

Employment looms, it would seem. Less than three weeks is what it’s taken.
Thank fucking god.
I’m quittin’ this searchin’ gig, Bertha, and headin’ out for a ride!
I still have a couple crazy days ahead of me, but I hope to get back onto a regular writing path in the near future, and with no longer needing [...]

Every Day I Think About Money

I’ve been thinking a lot about money lately, for obvious reasons. My theme song is the Stereophonics’ live track, “Every Day I Think About Money.” A couple days back I was elated when I was able to pay for 95% of my groceries with the coin I extracted from my piggy bank. (And, yes, it [...]

Putting My Foot Down On You, Dr. Scholl

I’m interviewing at an ad agency or two tomorrow. No, I won’t be doing any of the ad copy work or anything, more of a save-the-sanity support office worker, since I excel at that. But advertising is something I’ve always been very, very interested in.
Remember the movie Crazy People, from years back? Daryll Hannah and [...]

From Poutine to Self-Love, Baby!

I should not be writing.
Another probably painfully tiring day awaits me tomorrow, before what is liable to be a mockery of a weekend, on which I believe I need to work Sunday, but the verdict is not yet in. (No, not real work. Taking a bunch of kids to a space museum. Yeah, who’s your [...]

The Further Adventures of Craig’s List

Judging by the, uh, “list” this “vendor” makes available of his rather “extensive” Playboy collection he has available for sale, one might surmise that in the years 1964-1966, 1971-1973, 1976, and 1979, he was getting shagged senseless.
Now, I know there are those who “collect” Playboy and such, but is that really something you [...]

Relationship Tip Number One…

…you should never abandon shit at a lover’s place for too long.
It goes south… and your shit goes with it.

Spam of the Day:

“After taking Penis Enlargement Patch, you will be able to use your dick as a scarf.”
Yeah, ‘cos, like, size is everything. Right.

Nibblies: Bits and Bits and Bits

First off, no, I won’t be “outing” the guy who played the creepy-McCreep trick of emailing my sex blog address and then doing a follow-up email to my “real world, looking for a job” email address.
Call me crazy, but what’s the point? Some anonymous email address gets outted? Oh, whoopty-doo, that’ll hurt him. Just makes [...]

Where’s Steff?

Hey, kids. I’m still looking for work. Honestly, it’s just beating the creativity right out of me. Like a fucking dog in an alley, my friends. I don’t feel like writing. Today was a two-interview day, which is great, ‘cos it’s interviews, but I didn’t receive any other responses, so I feel like there’s an [...]

Bah!

Well, I did the Sex with Emily thing, and frankly, I’m disappointed. I’m much more entertaining than that.
I’ve mentioned before that I wear hearing aids, and there’s been this phase for the last three months where I thought I was losing my hearing. Nope! The hearing aids had the oddest, weirdest gradual demise I’ve ever [...]

Green Thumb… Happy Cock?

Leave it to GayBoy to send me the stupidest video of the month. But, hey, it made me snicker, and snickering is good for a grumpy Steff, so I thought I’d share this with you, too. Who needs sex toys when they have a penis plant, huh?
Note: I did say the stupidest video of the [...]

Testing, Testing… Can You Hear Me Now?

I should be on Sex with Emily if our test-run works out in the evening on Saturday. If so, then I’ll be listenable in the second hour of the show, around midnight PST. I’ll post listening details by evening on Saturday, so tune in here, there’ll be a hyperlink, and you can plug in and [...]

How Out is Out?

My best friend is Gay. If there was a three-dollar bill, he’d be on it, he’s that queer.
Okay, well, maybe he’s a little less queer than that. He can fix a bike, rewire a phone, install a sink, and other useful things like that. Then again, he’s on an eBay buying tear and recently nearly [...]

No Smut For You!

I feel like the Church Lady or something. Could it be… SATAN?
Job interviews, tutoring, trying to be a normal human being, yada, yada. No writing tonight, my friends.
Just thought I’d check in. Saturday, I have the WHOLE DAMNED DAY to myself! Score! Which means all y’all get a little somethin’ of me, too.
Today is not [...]

I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream for Sugasm #36!

Sex, I remember sex. Life has been insane. Sex has been absent. I don’t care. I haven’t really been in the mood anyhow, and suspect that with all the distractions on my plate, I may not be for a bit. Still job hunting. I apparently got a job today, but I think I’ll pass. It’s [...]

Opposing Forces: The Laws of Attraction (?!)

An immensely wise philospher-singer once sang:
We come togetherCuz opposites attractAnd you know–it ain’t fictionJust a natural factWe come togetherCuz opposites attract
Whatever happened to that Paula Abdul, anyhow? Where is she now? Those one-hit wonders, you know, like flashes in the pan.
The Guy sent these photos the other night after I pointed out what had to [...]

Say Something, Dammit

The sky is blue. This I know.
I can be told once in my life that the sky is blue, and I need not be reminded. I may have had three concussions and had bleeding on my brain, but I’m sufficiently clued in enough to be able to recall the blueness of that great big yonder [...]

The Low-Down on My Down-Lowedness

Got a “When are you back?” email earlier. Here’s the deal, folks.
I’ll be back, I’ll write when I’m more clear-headed. I essentially fucked up and didn’t realize something pretty major and my finances have taken a turn for the worse, so I need to find a job ASAP. You don’t know me, don’t know my [...]

Taking A Couple Days

Bad things going down, and I’m suddenly looking for work. I need a job by next Friday. Fingers crossed and hope for the best and all that sort of thing, but in the meantime, my mind’s fried and writing’s the last thing I’m worried about. I’ve turned off comments so you don’t have to do [...]

Thoughts: On Stairwells and Other Obstacles

(In the face of being without media now for many, many hours, I’ve lost my distraction, and I’ve sought to clear my mind. As a result, you get two postings. One that I feel compelled to write, and am not wholly satisfied with but’ll do for now (below, re: “Meatloaf”), and this one, which has [...]

Q&A: Dear God, Stop that Already! PT. 2

Meatloaf has been neglected. But if your name was Meatloaf and you were a big, chunky singer with bad hair and a sweat problem who portrayed a man with giant breasts named Bob in a movie like Fight Club, it stands to reason you might find yourself a little neglected as well.
We’re here to fix [...]