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|Tuesday, July 13th, 2010|
|Oh, Humane Society, Up Yours!
I went to a meeting with Michael on getting certified to help oiled wildlife...... and it was a complete runaround waste of time. Most of the talk was dominated by this Otho-like guy from the Humane Society of Louisiana, who was very condescending and negative. He acted like everyone was there to live out some kind of Snow White cuddle-the-pelicans fantasy. He told us getting certified to work with wildlife was nearly impossible. Then he contradicted himself by saying there weren't enough rehab people and at the same time they already had too many. There was a lady from the Clearwater bird sanctuary who tried to tell us about a 3 month streamlined program to get some sort of "sub-certification" that would allow people to get out there as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, Jackass kept interrupting her, so we never found out where to go for that. It seemed like he felt that if all these people got certified, then he wouldn't be Mr. Special Expert come down among us mortals to Save the Animals. Every time I try to volunteer for something there's someone whose ego bullshit I have to deal with. I have skills and experience working with pets and some wildlife. I just need to fill in the gaps in my knowledge, get certified, and have a legitimate way to help. I am absolutely disgusted at the way the audience was treated. People were asking good questions, practically begging for a way to help out. I'm sure I was not the only person there with animal experience. We were pretty much told we were too stupid know the difference between a cat and a raccoon and would probably just be in the way. Thanks, Fuckwad. Current Mood: angry
|Saturday, October 31st, 2009|
We are going to have a small Halloween warmup party at our house from 9 - midnight. We'll be showing The Nightmare Before Christmas on our projector and have some drinks and snacks available. Afterwards its on to Halloween Part 2 with Shy, Mark, and Timothy from Assimilate as well as Joanie.
|Thursday, October 22nd, 2009|
We are going to have an old fashioned pumpkin carving party at Zotz on Thursday if any want to come by. It'll go from 6-10pm. You can bring your own pumpkin, carve and leave one you find there or pay ~$8 to take one you carve at the cafe home with you :) We will also be showing a horror movie . . .probably Night of the Day of the Dawn of the Son of the Bride of the Return of the Terror.
Pumpkins left at Zotz will go into the windows or kidnapped for a night by Shadow Gallery Friday 23rd.
|Monday, September 28th, 2009|
|Fire up the drama engine again
I was hoping we could all be adults about this, but instead he is turning this into public drama and personal threats like a member of the "butt hurt underground" as he likes to refer to some people. I am not going to argue with him in every public channel but in my own journal I wanted to express myself.
We told Kurt that we would rather continue Shadow Gallery without him. This was a long time in coming after a lot of agonizing and efforts to reconcile our differences. He is not going to change and there is no reason he should if he is happy with the way he is. I don't like to hurt anyone but I do not see any other way. I cannot speak for anyone else, however for my part I am tired of apologizing for the actions for another, constantly trying to smooth things over, and biting my tongue to avoid an argument. I'm tired of someone twisting my words and shifting blame from himself.
I bear Kurt no ill will and I wish him the best with his Corrosion night, comics and promotions, but am concerned where he is going to go with this. He ran to Leslie and it seems Frank, Rudi and I have been threatened, been told to expect spit in our faces, and that Shadow Gallery will be steamrolled.
|Friday, September 12th, 2008|
forgive my e.e.cummings style. the shift key has mostly stopped working. today we put gabriel, our dog, to sleep. he was somewhere between 10 and 12 yrs old. his back legs stopped working and then his liver started failing. i adopted him as an adult from the spca 7 yrs ago on the day he was going to be euthanized. i'm so nuts about him that i had his dna tested a few months ago. i always thought he was a st. bernard mix (in his prime he weighed 110lbs), but it turns out he was a great dane/huskie/basset hound mix. he was the sort of dog a confirmed cat person could love: very dignified, no slobbering or jumping. he preferred to do his own thing than be in the middle of stuff, kind of an old soul. one of his nicknames was eeyore and that suited him. he couldn't really bark; instead, when he wanted to go out or come in, he'd make this unearthly scooby doo-ish baying sound. i've had a few dogs in my life, but he was one-of-a-kind and probably my favorite. we'll really miss him, but he was more than ready to go. when i'm more motivated, perhaps i'll post a picture. if you didn't know him, this eulogy can't possibly convey how awesome he was. it's funny in a not-funny way: michael's vacation days are in the negative this year from all the funerals he's had to attend and now many of our friends' pets are dropping. okay, that's enough death for this year. Current Mood: melancholy
|Thursday, September 4th, 2008|
This is just a short note to let people I'm Fine and so is the house and Z'otz. We have electricity at home and Z'otz, but the phone and internet is out at home. Therefore, i haven't really had a chance to call or post before now. I'm at Z'otz, it's open. Come visit me! Current Mood: busy
|Monday, September 1st, 2008|
Nothing is happening so far. Barely any rain even. Michael and I got bored and went to the bar on the corner for drinks. It's the gay bar over there that's not the Phoenix. I'm not sure what it's called, maybe John-Paul's Place? It's been about 3 different establishments since we moved here. The new owner has it fixed up all snazzy. He was tending bar and seems like a really nice guy. Previously, the building was in such bad shape that, from my backyard, I could see sky all the way through the second floor. I found a fellow obsessive Kids In The Hall fan and we geeked out for a while. I could see this becoming my neighborhood bar. It's way less scary than The John or Izzy's or Club Friendly Touch(yikes!). There was a TV broadcasting live Jindal speeching. I swear the sign-language interpreter was signing with a Yat accent. Then Michael and I wandered home to move important stuff away from the windows. It's nearly 2AM, but since no body's around, I think I'll do some singing practice. Current Mood: restless
|Saturday, August 30th, 2008|
|human interaction is for losers
There are three people in this house right now: me, Michael, and Damian; we are each on a separate computer in the same room. My mom ended up going to her brother's house in Gonzales. I'm so glad I didn't have to load both of our sets of animals up and help her drive to Dallas(where her cousin lives). We are well-prepared and live in a not-floody part of town, so we've decided to stay. Z'otz closed at 8pm tonight and Damian is going stay over there until the storm is over. I've tried to convince him to stay here, but he's all stubborn. Actually, I think he just wants several days of unlimited access to caffeine, pastries and other sugar-related items. I hate waiting for the thing to happen. I want the storm to hurry up and get here, so we can just get it over with and move on. See you all on the other side and don't cross the streams(unless a giant, angry marshmallow is after you). Current Mood: pensive
|Saturday, July 19th, 2008|
|Name That House
After learning I didn't know important stuff about my friends I should have known, I just spent the last 8 hours catching up with livejournal. Sleeping probably would have been a better idea, but now I know What's Going On. I really want to get back in the letter writing habit. I'm also going to attempt more posts that aren't dire.
Anyway, about the title of this entry: I think my house needs a proper name befitting it's (future) awesomeness (I hope). Any ideas? Current Mood: contemplative
|Saturday, June 21st, 2008|
I know a bunch of people came out already for Shadow Gallery last night but if you could stop by Z'otz sometime after 7 pm tonight that would be great. Mallory and the Nola Craft Mafia are setting up in the back and I'd like to give them some support. It may sound odd but I'm not worried about you buying anything from us so much as the Craft Mafia people seeing people there checking out their stuff.
|Wednesday, December 26th, 2007|
I'm in Syracuse, as per the usual for X-mas. There has been some talk of alternating between here and N.O. for future X-mases, which would be a relief. Travel is 'spensive. Anyway, I wanted to thank everyone who came to my birthday. I was really pleased about the good turnout. I even got nifty presents! It always surprises me when I get proof that I am liked. 'Tis strange, but true. I will now return to devouring the books I brought up here. Current Mood: content
|Sunday, August 19th, 2007|
| Current Mood: blah
Your Score: Ye knoweth English
You are 61% knowledgeable in the origins of English
Gloat. Do it now, while the others are still distracted by the test, for you have officially made the "I Ken Mine Origins" list, linguistically. As you can tell, though, there is more to learn. A little research and maybe you'll be admitted among the etymological elite. Good job.
|Tuesday, July 17th, 2007|
|I was kinda hoping for bat....
Current Mood: amused
Your Score: The Wolf
Here's your results! Your spirit animal has a Nobility ranking of 12 out of 18.
Your spirit animal is the wolf. It is a ferocious companion, and a loyal friend. It is both a respectable and noble creature; to have this spirit animal says good things about you, and that you are starting to figure things out. Wolves are pretty rare spirit animals.
***Wondering how this animal was chosen for you? These questions were carefully thought out to see how important you hold certain virtues such as: humanism, self-knowledge, rationalism, the love of freedom and other somewhat Hellenic ideals. Some of the questions were very subtle. Your score was then matched with an animal of corresponding nobility. However, you shouldn't think this was a right/wrong sort of test, but more of an idealistic values test. It's ok to not hold these values, you'll just get an animal spirit of lower stature if you do!***
|Monday, June 25th, 2007|
This is pretty much a re-post of a comment I posted in someone else's journal: I have to admit that it makes me feel a little bit better when someone who has left New Orleans writes about missing it. I understand why a lot of people need to leave here, esp. if they are not from here. However, I don't understand why some of these same people need to make themselves feel better about their decision by writing the equivalent of "See, I told you New Orleans sucks!" every time something bad happens here. The people who stay are well aware of the problems and hazards of living here. We don't need our noses rubbed in it. I tend to take this as a personal insult. It hurts more coming from those who have left than from those who have never lived here. I try to be respectful of the expatriates' choice, but I don't feel that most of them are respectful of mine.
I also hate to hear, "Well, you all deserve whatever bad happens to you because you elected crappy leaders". Uh, there was never a unanimous election. I don't recall voting for any of the idiots who currently hold office.
On an unrelated note, I had a really awesome time at the Midsummer Night event. I want to thank everyone who came out and made it so much fun. It's been a really long time since I stayed out past dawn. Current Mood: annoyed
|Friday, June 15th, 2007|
My mom finally smelled death today. The kitty did, in fact, crawl into a cranny to die. Michael found him in an open space under the floor of the 2nd story and buried him. Current Mood: tired
|Wednesday, June 13th, 2007|
|A Cat Mystery
My mother's 18 yr old cat Destiny has disappeared. We found him the summer before I was in 8th grade under the hood of Mom's car.He is an indoors-only cat and it would be pretty much impossible for him to sneak outside. We got him groomed this summer and noticed he had lost a lot of weight. He also picked up an upper respiratory infection at the groomer's. The vet diagnosed him with a thyroid problem (fairly common for old cats). He was prescribed antibiotics for the URI and was about to start on medicine for his thyroid. My mom could tell he was feeling better on Friday because he was really cranky about taking his meds (his usual state). He ran upstairs and that's the last time she saw him. At first we assumed he was hiding to be stubborn. The 2nd story is unfinished and filled with junk, so there are lots of places for him to hide. He is 1 of 3 cats, so it is hard to tell if he is coming out to eat. He was not having any problems eating or drinking. My mom, Michael, myself and 2 of our friends have now looked for him. We even walked my mom's dog through the house (she isn't usually allowed upstairs) to try and sniff him out. At this point, we assume he is dead, but if he is, why don't we smell anything? It's been 4 days. He was a loud, outgoing cat who came when he was called, so this is very unusual. I almost want to find a body. At least I'd know what happened then. Current Mood: and confused
|Friday, April 13th, 2007|
|Shadow Gallery at Dragon's Den
In case you haven't been mobbed with flyers already, we(DJs Schadenfreude, Tot Kuhjunge, Ravencreature and I) will be celebrating Friday the 13th with spooky, swirly music at Dragon's Den tonight. That is located at 435 Esplanade Ave. Stuff should start around 10pm-ish.
|Monday, March 5th, 2007|
|We are doomed.
I'm not kidding. According to the Times Picayune, the erosion of South Louisiana is happening way faster than scientists previously thought. Everyone thought we had about 40 years to restore the wetlands/barrier islands that keep New Orleans from being eaten by the gulf. It turns out we only have TEN YEARS before the damage is irreversible.By 2020, we're going to be on the water. Go to nola.com and read the article titled "Last Chance". Then check out their shrinking-state graphic. It will scare the shit out of you.
The problem is that no one seems to care. We can barely get funding from the federal govt. to start tiny useless restoration projects. No one's going to give us the billions of dollars needed to fix this. Really the oil and gas companies ought to be paying for this because it's their canals and shipping channels that sped everything up. However, we know that's not going to happen. Exxon was ordered to pay for the cleanup/ restoration of the coastline in Alaska from that huge spill many years ago. Last I heard, they just keep appealing the decision over and over, so it will never get done.
And for those of you who left the city and are thinking, "Well I guess they're fucked. Glad I got out. So what.", 30% of the oil and 27% of the natural gas in this country comes from us. If we go, you guys are screwed, too. Never mind that we're a major port.
This seems to me like the most important issue ever for the city and no one seems to be talking about it. Building levees, repairing houses, and stopping the crime problem means nothing if we don't have any land to stand on. I am almost suicidally depressed by this. I've spent the last two days with tears in my eyes thinking "We're fucked. We're fucked. We're fucked." over and over. We had at least had some hope before, a shred of a chance that this might all turn out okay, but I don't think that's the case anymore. Nothing matters now.
|Monday, December 25th, 2006|
|Glog is Good!
I'm in Syracuse right now, as per usual for this time of year. We only got 3 hrs. of sleep before hopping on the plane 'cause Gwen and Brian's party was too fun to leave early. I'm soooooo tired, but I'm still enough of an addict that I had to catch up on LJ before bed. Anyway, since I finally have some time to post, I wanted to thank everybody who came out to the How The Goths Stole X-mas/my birfday thingy. I feel all loved and it made my 30th birthday special.
|Friday, November 17th, 2006|
|I'm a lunatic
You are The Moon
Hope, expectation, Bright promises.
The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.
The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.