No on 74, right?

So there's an election coming up in here in our lovely state of California. There's a few heated propositions on the chopping block, too. It's interesting looking at these elections from standpoint of a family member for someone who is DIRECTLY affected by these bills. Recent developments might very well make ME a prime candidate to be directly affected by these propositions, by the way. What I don't understand are commercials for these. Now, I usually make my votes based on who supports/opposes the propositions. For example, Prop 74 is supperted by Mostly Newspapers, while it's opposed by Teachers, Firefighters, Police, Unions, Community Leaders, Minority Groups, etc. Needless to say, I'll be vehemently voting "NO" on 74. If the people that are paid to make life better, say "Vote No," then I think I'll be voting with them. All of you Californians should, too. I'll link to some of the against/for for the other Props, but pay attention to 78 & 79.

Prescription drug bills. A vote for one directly affects the other. No on 78 makes sure pharm companies don't have the choice to participate in drug price cuts. They'll have to if Sac-town says so. Yes on 79 makes prescription drugs more affordable for you and I. And the way the votes would work properly is a "No/Yes" or "Yes/No." The people that look out for you (Doctors, Medical Associations, Coalition for Seniors, etc.) support a "No on 78/Yes on 79" stance. The "Yes/No" people are as follows:

Johnson & Johnson, Merck & Co., Inc., Pfizer, Inc., GlaxoSmithKline

Now, who do you think has your best interests in mind?

I'll be voting as such, and if there's any of you that don't intend to vote, please at least vote to support the people who serve, protect, and educate. If you plan to vote against what I'm supporting, please feel free to make your case heard here in the comment section so we can have discourse in regards to why I'm right and you aren't.

No on 74
No on 75
No on 76
No on 77
No on 78
Yes on 79
Yes on 80

Edited to Add on 10/30 @ 1230a
I made a little error in what I said earlier. Thankfully no one said anything. Even the people that gave me kudos for this post. I fixed what needed to be fixed, and thankfully, the links were right. Thanks to all the newcomers that have made their way to my little blog and have enjoyed what you've seen, btw.


Because I'm a philanthropist: ¥ the £ast Man #1

I always forget about this, but I've been recently reminded...

For those of you who don't believe me when I say Y the Last Man is the best comic in print, or you forget, or are too motherfucking stupid to spend a little money and take an amazing recommendation from me, here you go!

The Fine people at DC/Vertigo Comics have put the entire amazing first issue, online. And it's FREE!


Enjoy. Oh yeah, the page that link comes from can be found here:

Please write a message with how much you loved the comic and appreciated my philantropic gesture in the tagboard, or just leave a little love in the comment section...

Link to follow in the sidebar...


You will give your cape and scepter to Me!

I'm here in the beautiful barrio of Panorama City with Miss Barbara. We hung out yesterday afternoon, ate a little and all that. Yesterday was also the birthday of Barb's colleague from UCSB, Aldo, so we went up to Santa Barbara for his party. And party, we did. It was a great fucking time. Aldo and his wife, Dijanna, are two of the coolest people, and they have a lot of cool friends. We schmoozed and drank and listened to a lot of salsa music. The only downside was that we left at, like, midnight, which put us home at 130am. I was fucking tired, but I used my "long drive home" CD to make it back. Tenacious D always does the trick.

Today, I got up late, cause I deserved it. Driving to & from Santa Barbara last night, and all. 11am. Barb and I went to a classic LA diner for a late breakfast today: Dupar's. I had the best Corned Beef Hash and eggs! I left with a full stomach and a huge smile. If you're in the valley and want a good breakfast, check it out. After Dupar's, we went to Tower Records, and I spent a shitload of money. I haven't bought CD's in a while, so I went kinda nuts today.:

Buena Vista Social Club

Hecho En Cuba

Jimmy Bosch- Salsa Duro

Willie Colon- Hecho En Puerto Rico

Danger Doom- The Mouse and The Mask

I was looking for some other CDs, but I'm kinda glad I didn't find 'em. These all were like 65 bucks. I did, however buy the latest issue of Heeb

Don't be jealous, gentiles, that Christian magazines are fucking boring...


That Mario sure can last...

Thanks to "Alasar" who gave me permission to use this.
I think it belongs to him.

Amazing Commercial

Gotta Love Guinness


Bow before me.

I am nerdier than 45% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!

I think there's very few of you that will beat me, but I'm still the King.

55% scored higher (more nerdy), and
45% scored lower (less nerdy).

What does this mean? Your nerdiness is:

Somewhat nerdy. I mean face it, you are nerdier than about half the test takers.


Coffee in the morning

Yesterday, at 5 (quittin' time), my boss asked me to come in this morning at 7am. I said 'yes.' I came in to help rectify the impossible parking situation by taking inventory of all the Suzukis in the parking lot. I guess departments obtain these cars (test cars, lemon-law cars, etc...) and just leave them in the parking lot once they're done with them. So it was my job to get a list of these cars for my supervisor, so he can get people off their asses. I, smartly, brought coffee with me in a neat-o thermal cup, so I could have some instant warmth at hand. What I not-so-smartly forgot was that when I drink coffee first thing in the morning, I tend to get the ol' explosive diarrhea. Today was a grim reminder. I was at the most outer, farthest parking lot from the men's room when I felt the bubblin'. I won't go into detail, but I can't remember when I've had a closer call. And I hope you all never get as close to driving home in the middle of a work day, as I was. I made it to the men's room, btw. Work was about as good as it has been (and since I've been calling it "My shitty job for queers", that should let you know just how good it is), except I have to come in tomorrow at 730. I, however, will be arriving tomorrow sans café.

I bailed out of work at 430, and went to buy comics. After my purchase, and out of guilt, I went to Kelly's Mens Store (where I played some jazz a few weeks ago w/ Ryan), and had a cigar. On a night I intend to practice, I'm never stopping for such frivolity on a weekday. That's cigars, not comics, people. There's always time for my weeklies.

I decided I'm ready for some imaginary friends. Not made-up ones; established fictional characters, except one. I want to hang with Optimus Prime, Kool-Aid, and Mr. T on a regular basis. I am, in fact, tempted to draw one of my recently trademarked comics of the four of us. I just want to see Mr. T talk some shit to Kool-Aid. I guess I just know what funny is.

The new South Park is on right now, and it's pretty good. But don't tell Kyle. He'll Jew you with his Jew Gold.


"You mean you actually have friends from the internet?!"

Not that anyone has actually said that to me, out loud, I do.

So on my favorite forum, bkv.tv, there's been a lot of talk about blogs and myspace, and all that. I'm gonna start adding people's shit to the sidebar, slowly but surely, Cause, as you call know, I like to pimp people's talents.

Today, I'm gonna give some props to one of the friends I made on bkv.tv, and at Comic Con: Neil Figuracion, otherwise known as Fad23. He writes for a comic review site, Broken Frontier, and has a lot of insightful things to say, comics or otherwise. If you have some time, and want to see what someone outside your immediate blogosphere has to say, check out Fad23 @ MySpace. Link to follow in the sidebar.

You know what, I'm gonna pimp another site from another Caballero(a). RunawaysTheComic.com is the most popular Runaways fansite put together by Mindy @ bkv.tv. If you're into the comic, or looking for some info on one of the best titles in print right now, it's definitely worth hanging out there.


"Omar Shamshoon"

I know a lot of you will appreciate this...

D'oh! Arabized Simpsons
Aren't Getting Many Laughs

DUBAI, United Arab Emirates -- When an Arab satellite TV network, MBC, decided to introduce "The Simpsons" to the Middle East, they knew the family would have to make some fundamental lifestyle changes.

"Omar Shamshoon," as he is called on the show, looks like the same Homer Simpson, but he has given up beer and bacon, which are both against Islam, and he no longer hangs out at "seedy bars with bums and lowlifes." In Arabia, Homer's beer is soda, and his hot dogs are barbequed Egyptian beef sausages. And the donut-shaped snacks he gobbles are the traditional Arab cookies called kahk...

The article continues from there. I LOVE that he's "Omar Shamshoon," and EVERY male I know is now subject to being called that. I also love that he "gobbles kahk." I wish I could speak Arabic just so I could watch all the eps I know and laugh at how shitty they've become with the addition of an Islamic value system. Enjoy!


25 ?uestions, this time around.

Thanks to Cesa, aka Violetfury for posting these to MySpace

1. First thing you did this morning: Smiled and sat in bed, since I'm not going to work today.

2. Last thing you ate: A banana, a cup of strawberry yogurt, and a glass of high-pulp OJ, which is pretty close to eating.

3. Is your cell phone a piece of crap? Kinda, kinda not. It takes pics. It's got ADD when it comes to when it wants to answer voicemails and send text messages. I'm due for a new phone, but I'm not under the gun to get one.

4. What's the thing you look forward to most in the next 6 months? MOVING OUT!

5. What's annoying you right now? Your ugly face!... not really. Probably the lack of money/creativity I've been suffering from for a while

6. Whats the last movie you watched? I watched about 30 minutes of Superfly last night at like 2 in the morning. It was pretty good, the little bit I saw, and the Guide gave it 3 stars. I might buy it when I go to Best Buy next week. It was cool to recognize a shitload of lines and music that I've heard out of context.

7. Do you believe in long distance relationships? Yes, for the most part. I've been in one because it's with Barbie's, and she's worth it. If it was anyone else, I'd probably stay local. Anything over 60 miles is too long, though. I'm glad Barb moved closer than Santa Barbara...

8. What's worse?
a)being in love with someone you cant have
b) Pretending to love someone you don't:

B. No Question.

9. Is there someone you miss so much it makes you sad? I miss a lot of people, but maybe not to the point where I become sad. I miss my brother, but I talk to him all the time. It'd be nice to hang with George every now and again, but he's doin' his thing. I'd like to see my Uncles and cousins more often, but it's rough being behind the Orange Curtain sometimes.

10. What inspires you? Not much, nowadays. Friends sometimes do. I get glimmers of inspiration from talking to people, listening to music, reading things. But I live in an inspirational vacuum. If there's any one person that inspires me, it's Kei Akagi.

11. If you could put together a concert of 5 bands or artists, who would you choose?:

1) Jurassic 5
2) The Mars Volta (thanks to Kevin)
3) Blackalicious
4) System of a Down
5) Primus

With an encore by Tenacious D

12. Song that sums up your love life? Destiny, Zero 7. Not to get too deep into titles or anything, I'd like to think this song means a lot to the both of us.

13. Whats the one thing you wish you could do better? Play Trombone!

14. If you could be anywhere this second, where would it be? Tokyo. Or Tel Aviv.

15. What's your most vivid memory from 6th grade? I'm gonna get SO much shit for this, but a friend and I won a middle school So Cal engineering competition for building the best rubber band powered car. We beat out like 15 other groups.

16. Latest addiction? I've been scouring the web for info on bass trombones. I intend to own one in the next 12 months.

17. Have you ever had the slight urge to kill someone? Of course. What man hasn't let their base instincts bubble over just for a second?

18. How many people would you say you were interested in at once? I'm sure there was a time in college where I was into like 5 chicks. Who knows.

19. Who are you in love with? Barbie, duh! And Ryan Rost, apparently.

20. Do you think someone thinks about you daily? Yeah, I'd like to think so. I think about a lot of people during the day. It's a nice thought that you might think about someone at the same time that person thinks about you.

21. Who was the last person you saw or talk to? Eric, at like 1 am, after Kelly's smoke shop.

22. What do you want to be when you grow up? I'd love to play bone for a living, but I'm also heavily considering going into teaching.

23. What is your favorite food? It's between sushi, hamburgers, and anything I make.

24. How many people do you know with the same name as yours? Thankfully not many. Not personally, at least.

25. What was the last thing you spilled? Probably some soda in the car, when turning or stopping too hard.


Hey Kiddies

It's been a while, but I think I have enough to write about tonight. I'm still at my temp gig, and that gets easier, but suckier as the days go by. I'm surrounded by all these bitches. These rude women who sit around and kibbutz all day. I don't know how they get work done. We had to move desks around on Friday, and now, all the broads who yap-yap-yap are all sitting next to each other. It fucking drives me crazy. The woman I sit next to is fucking insane. You know that scene in The Big Lebowski when The Dude goes to Maude's flat and that weird guy it sitting in the chair, giggling and snickering? This is what this woman does all day. She fucking talks to herself loud enough that I think she's talking to me, and I ALWAYS hear "tee hee hee" coming from her desk. It's maddening. I've thought about bringing the ol' iPod to work, but too many people need things from me as the day wears on to warrant blocking everything out. She's incredibly obese, too, and everyday, something comes up why things aren't good cause she can't fit comfortably into things. Like car seats. And narrow spaces. It gets fucking annoying. And I'm no small fry, people. But I don't complain for shit. Except on this website.

Things are ok, otherwise. I'm observing Yom Kippur tomorrow, so I get a chance to rest, reflect, and do a little bit of stuff. I'm not fasting this year, though. Tonight, I'm gonna meet Chris for a smoke, and maybe a little beer. Should be good. Angels lost due to a fucking bullshit call. Sucks to see them not take tonight's game. Hopefully they'll sweep the next 3. I'm out, guys. Time for dinner.


New Edition

I gotta give thanks out to Jeremy & Bryan, and especially Barbie. I got the hook up this weekend. Bryan had a bunch of shit in Jeremy's parents' storage unit that He and Jeremy were throwing away. One of the things was a TV stand. An official, wooden, with-a-glass-door, 2'x 2'x 3' TV stand.

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It's fucking sweet, and now my room is way less uncluttered. The Amazing Barbara helped me like crazy with getting the stuff set up last night, too. I should say, I helped her, cause she was on fire (thx, bbbby!).

Today, Monday, I worked for 6 hours, then had a TB test. Now, I feel like garbage. Not sick, just bummed out, or something like that. I came home after the doc's and I played a little t-bone. Got into it a little with dad (nothing big), and I dunno. I just feel unmotivated tonight. There's usually a poker game atmy friend Chris' house, and I think I'm gonna pass it up. Might attempt (or at least start) a transcription tonight. That, and start to fill out my substitute app. I think the ol' GameCube might get fired up tonight, too. Sooner than later, now that I think about it.

I'm ready for a tattoo. It's something I've had on my mind a lot in the last year or so. And every day that goes by, I think of more and more tattoos I'd get and where I'd get them. My entire left forearm (from the elbow to just before the wrist), right wrist, different places on the right arm, left shoulder and upper back are spoken for, as it were. A lot of Jewish/Hebrew stuff, and a little music stuff, so far. A touch of comics, too. I've been aching for some more comic ideas, especially something with color, but there isn't much I'd commit to just yet, as far as something right off the pages goes. Maybe I'll find an artist(s) I really like, and have him/her draw me up something at Comic Con next summer. I already have one or two (or more) artists in mind, already, which is good... I'd just need to think of what I'd want them to draw that I'd be willing to commit to my body, and where.

Oh yeah, I'm probably gonna go out to the mug tonight. I dont know when. If you wanna go, meet me there.